No red wagons!? Some things I’d rather not know. ;-)
If I can ever get it worked into my writing schedule, I’ve got a story lined up about a woman who cared for hundreds of very sick gay men during the worst of the HIV epidemic. She’s a real hero!
By the way, Fire Island features again in the story. Only next time, it’s the Pines, not the grove. I’ve got a scene set there.