  Last year, an old pal and neighbor of mine, John, lost his battle with AIDS. It was very sad because he never divulged his secret to me, despite regular e-mails, and I had to find out how sick he was through my NYC superintendent. I never got a chance to help him or talk with him about his fears and hopes. I hate knowing that someone I cared about had to die in such an awful, awful manner. He was surrounded by friends and family in the end but still, I wish I could have done somehting more. I will have a place for him inside this husk of a human being for always. Here's the dilemma: I still have his name and e-mail address in my computer's e-mail address book. I kinda don't want to delete it, not for any raison-morbid, just because it's a daily reminder of him and, in a way, if I delete his name and contact info, I feel like I'm going to somehow delete him from the universe of ever having been. Every time I see his name, I feel really sad, but maybe, that's good. We should remember our lost and remind ourselves to fight for those who aren't able to fight for themselves anymore. John Aaron DiLuzio is his name. Rest ye merry gentleman. 
