I came face to face with death at thirteen years old.
The school I was going to said they had no guidelines for a person with AIDS.
On December 17, 1984, I had surgery to remove two inches of my left lung due to pneumonia. After two hours of surgery the doctors told my mother I had AIDS.
A lot of my time was spent searching, thinking and planning my life.
Financial hardships were rough on us, even though Mom had a good job at G.M.
I'm just one of the kids, and all because the students at Hamilton Heights High School listened to the facts, educated their parents and themselves, and believed in me.