Grief and gravity — Susan Raffo

In 1992, I went with my partner to see the Names Project quilt when it was brought to Minneapolis. This was a new-ish partner and we weren’t just going as queer people. We were going because her brother had died of AIDS and she had just made a square for him.

The quilt was already too large to be displayed indoors. Five years previously, the quilt had come to Minneapolis and been displayed in its entirety in…