In 1995, we lost our Uncle Charles to AIDS. I was young, but still have memories of visiting him in the hospital. I'd learn more about him as I grew older and was shocked to learn the similarities we shared; it's uncanny, sometimes. My sister Emily decided to create a team for this year's AIDS Walk in an effort to repay everything he's done for us in life. Nobody should have to go through what Charles and millions of others have gone through -- not anymore. If you're able, I'd truly appreciate any donations for our cause! Thanks for reading!