Posted 26 March 2007 - 08:52 AM
He had been suffering from AIDS for several years. A few months ago, he was hospitalized for an a week or so for expansive blood tests and treatments. These did not go well and it sapped his strength considerably. He had been mostly house-bound since mid-January. Earlier last week, a desperate cold settled into his lungs and by Tuesday night, he was rushed into ICU. I saw him on Wednesday but he was incredibly drugged and while I held his hand, received a slight squeeze of my fingers in acknowledgment of my visit. They could not get the fluid out of his lungs and by Thursday he was fully intubated with artificial life-support. He was kept on life support until Saturday at which time Trevor ordered the machines turned off. Julian fell asleep and passed into his immortal slumber at 4:30 Saturday afternoon.
In what I have learned was his typical up-beat fashion, Julian would make plans "just in case." This was the most heart-breaking for Trevor; months and months of Julian saying, "luv, why don't we go to Danko next week?" Or, "Darling, it has been ages since we went dancing... what are you doing tomorrow evening?" And, "Trev, we haven't cooked dinner for the boys in ages." And he would start to plan a meal...
Apparently late last year, there was talk about him spending his last days abroad. He wanted to live his days out in some romantic, foreign land and talked extensively about moving to Provence or Bulgaria or a little island in the South Seas. He was eternally optimistic, even to the end and fully believed that he was going to get better.
I met Julian for the first time only a few weeks ago. We realized that we ran in the same Pagan circles in San Diego in the late 1980s and I visited he and Trevor several times after that discovery. When Julian's eyes would glint at excitement at the prospects of a restaurant trip, Trevor would wink at me; "Play along," he was saying and I would bring up the menu on the 'net and Julian and I would peruse and plan what he would eat. A few times, I brought some to-go from Vivande or Bushi-Tei, but while the desire was there, his appetite had mostly left him. We sat and knit together while we watched movies.
We watched a lot of movies together. That is what occupied and filled most of his remaining days. He was an avid, life-long movie fan and there was no greater fun for him than to debate and discuss his latest movie. He would watch themes; Kirk Douglas noir movies, Tyrone Power adventure movies, Gladiator movies... He liked to wax poetic about famous people he had met and known or how he would have staged a scene differently. We talked about movies a lot - and food and art and knitting and travelling. In just a very short time, I grew to love this darling, elegant man, who faced what he knew to be his end with dignity and strength. He never talked about the inevitable and was the consummate optimist.
He was a kind, passionate, elegant man - even until the end.
Posted 26 March 2007 - 10:48 AM
Posted 26 March 2007 - 11:24 AM
Posted 26 March 2007 - 11:24 AM
He had certainly become a favorite of mine, His charm and optimism were obvious in his posts. Our deepest sympathy to Trevor.
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Posted 26 March 2007 - 11:36 AM
Posted 26 March 2007 - 11:42 AM
My condolences to his partner. What sad news.
Posted 26 March 2007 - 12:51 PM
This is shocking and sad news. 24K's movie reviews were unmatched on the site. Thoughts and prayers to his friends and family.
What Ron said. Julian became an integral part of the MF community so soon after joining. This is very tragic. Best wishes to Trevor and to his whole family.
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Posted 26 March 2007 - 12:52 PM
Here's hoping he's eating well on the other side...
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Posted 26 March 2007 - 12:58 PM
Posted 26 March 2007 - 01:06 PM
Posted 26 March 2007 - 01:07 PM
My condolences to Trevor.
Posted 26 March 2007 - 01:10 PM
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Posted 26 March 2007 - 01:15 PM
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