Pride Month Memories
Leonard Matlovich: An
Inconvenient Hero
By Denny Meyer
Jun 22, 2008
Twenty years ago today,
on June 22, 1988, my
friend Lenny Matlovich
died from AIDS. Air
Force Tech Sgt Leonard
Matlovich was a
decorated Vietnam war
hero, with a Purple
Heart and Bronze Star
and 12 years of sterling
service to his country.
In 1975, he wrote a
letter to the Secretary
of the Air Force
declaring that he was
gay. He was
involuntarily
discharged, as expected,
and he sued for
reinstatement. After
several long years he
won his case; and he
received a cash
settlement to part ways
with the Air Force.
I first met Lenny at
a Pridefest in the
Summer of 1979. He was
already famous and he'd
come to San Francisco
where he was welcomed by
the gay community with
open arms.
Lenny was also a most
curious hero for gay
folks. Although
there are a million
living gay veterans who
had served from World
War II onward; for most
gay people, a "gay man
in uniform" was some
sort of incongruous
fantasy in those days.
Yet, there he was, an
openly out war hero, a
tall handsome sergeant
through and through,
conservative, slightly
unfashionable, and a
Republican from the vast
hetero heartland. For
gay folks, at that time,
he exemplified the
amazing thought that one
could truly be anything
one wanted to be.
At the Castro Street
fair on a balmy summer
day, I saw his booth
emblazoned with a
hand-lettered sign
saying "Leonard
Matlovich For
Supervisor." My heart
skipped a beat in awe
that he might really be
there in person; he was
already nationally
famous. I went up to
him and told him that
he's my hero. In
characteristic humility,
he asked, "Why?"
"Because I served in
silence," I told him.
And then that tall
handsome sergeant bent
down and kissed me. I
didn't wash my lips for
weeks!
In those days, the gods
of gay liberation walked
the Earth like ordinary
mortals. One could
stand on the street
corner chatting with
them for hours,
Matlovich, Milk, and
many others, invite them
over for drinks, and
hang out with them when
they weren't off on the
front lines of the
revolution leading
marches and giving
speeches. And so, we
became friends. Lenny
had lots of friends, of
course; at least 410 of
them, anyway. That's
how many people voted
for him, alas (according
to the account in
Conduct Unbecoming
by Randy Shilts). Some
called him a
carpetbagger; others
said he was terribly
naive. In fact, he was
simply a very
down-to-earth folksy
ordinary guy who just
wasn't part of the big
bad world of politics.
Leonard Matlovich was
hardly the first gay
American hero, but he
was the first to get
major mainstream media
attention and bring gay
issues to the front
pages of newspapers,
Time Magazine, and even
to network TV evening
news. Before Leonard,
homosexuality as a topic
was taboo and totally
unfit to print in the
papers and even to
mention on TV. Lenny
could not be ignored
because he did not fit
the standard false
stereotype of an
outrageous effeminate;
quite the contrary, he
was a warrior, a Vietnam
war hero.
For the United States
Air Force, the Pentagon,
and our American
government, he was a
most inconvenient hero.
The military was well
aware that we were
serving, but just as
today, they wished it
wasn't talked or told
about. Well before
America's entry into
World War II, our armed
forces began developing
psychological
evaluations to weed out
queer recruits. A major
secret study in the late
1950s determined that
homosexuals in our armed
forces did not pose a
security risk. We've
been on their minds all
along. Lenny let the
cat out of the bag, and
there was no way they
could ever stuff the
truth back into silence.
I've lost a lot of
friends to AIDS since
Lenny died during Pride
Month back in '88. Some
one hundred, gone, I
lost count long ago in a
sea of tears. The love
of my life, lost in what
seems like a lifetime
ago, also during Pride
Month. So many, in my
mind echoing long ago
laughter and life;
workers, teachers,
heroes of Gay Games; a
lover, a son, a friend,
a stranger, a soldier,
and somebody's brother;
all gone, now so many
names read one after
another in monotone
memorials. And yet for
each, someone remembers
forever; every Pride
Month, every day, every
year.
Leonard Matlovich
wasn't trying to be a
hero. He was just a
real ordinary guy who
served his country to
the best of his ability
and had the courage to
speak up honestly about
who he was.
His gravestone in the
Congressional Cemetery
in Washington DC reads:
A Gay Vietnam Veteran;
They gave me a medal for
killing two men, and a
discharge for loving
one. He's someone well
worth remembering.
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