She was glowing when she came in the door. “Mom, they chose me to ride on the largest float. Everyone said I looked beautiful.”

 

“Oh, Randi, of course they did,” I said. “You are beautiful, inside and out. Besides, your sister Lori has always said you have the best legs in the family. I think she’s a little jealous.”

 

“You should have seen me when I was all fixed up. No one recognized me.”

 

“I’m sorry I didn’t get to see you, but I know you understand. I guess I’m just getting too old to deal with all that traffic.”

 

Today’s my son Randy’s birthday. He would have been 56 years old. His many contributions to the gay and lesbian community were his legacy. As was too often the case in 2004, he died of AIDS.

 

Happy birthday, Randoli

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