Oh man, you're here. I've been looking everywhere for you. Take it easy, Luisito. What happened? It's Raoul...He died, Julio. He just died. 2 Days Later: I wonder if they'll all be back here for me (sob). I've gotta be real careful this is never gonna happen to me. I hardly knew him...man, we just use to hang together...you know...party all night. I hope I'm cool. He's with my poor, sweet daughter, Anita, now...in a safer, peaceful place. All those years of drugs and women finally caught up to him. I remember when Raoul was an altar boy. Such a fine boy. I never dreamt I'd be doing his funeral mass. I wonder who that cute guy with Luisito is? Marisol, is that Jeff, Luisito's coach? Yes I think so. Iris...but please...not now...let's pay our respects to Raoul's mother. Raoul was special. He shared everything with his friends; and everybody was his friend. First Anita, now Raoul. Soon Rosa. This is scary. I ought to get tested. But what if? This is sad. All these young people. I never had so many funerals for young people before this AIDS business. To be continued. Protect yourself, get the facts. Call the AIDS hotline: 1-800-TALK-HIV. AIDS: It can happen to you. If you would like a Decision Comic Book send a stamped, self-addressed 9 by 12 envelope to "Julio and Marisol" Box A1, 125 Worth Street, New York City, N. Y. 10013. Rudolph W. Giuliani, Mayor, City of New York, Margaret A. Hamburg, M.D., New York City Department of Health.
