![]() ![]() As a proud and openly-gay member of Generation Y - one who has safely danced around the perimeters of Taylor Square at 2am in nothing but sequins and glitter - it’s hard to believe that we’re speaking about the same Sydney. It takes a moment for the full effect of my uncle’s words to sink in. The behaviour displayed towards these young men, even on their deathbeds, was threatening - and that was a real shock.” “These men were dying, but we’d still encounter obnoxious hooligans on the return journey. “I remember taking a group of patients from the hospice in Darlinghurst up to Oxford St for what would be their final Mardi Gras,” he says. ![]() It becomes pretty clear that my uncle’s early years at St Vincent’s remain firmly etched into memory. ![]() “It was really confronting – even for me.” For many of them, their parents were only just coming to terms with their sexuality - which lead to some fairly compelling communication between family members and staff, especially when it came to organising wills. “We spent so much time talking to young men in the wards. ![]()
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