08/08/2026
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🇺🇸 When my brother Charlie died of AIDS in February 1985, the epidemic had barely begun. The disease, first reported in 1981, had come out of nowhere and no one had any idea what caused it or how to treat it.
Charlie couldn’t find a dentist willing to look at a painful wisdom tooth because none dared expose themselves to his saliva. Even the heroic people who did care for those with the disease couldn’t do much more than help them die.
Many of them are commemorated in panels of the amazing quilt assembled by The NAMES Project Foundation. Started by the gay community in San Francisco’s Castro neighborhood the quilt is composed of 3 foot by 6 foot sewn panels created by friends and family to celebrate lost ones.
Charlie’s partner, a wonderful artist and devoted caregiver named Dick Obenchain created a panel featuring a brown cow and the names of the animals Charlie had loved, the people who had loved him and the Indian deities to whom he felt especially close. It appears in The Quilt: Stories from the NAMES Project a collection of images published in 1988.
The caption reads: “Charlie Braun, psychology professor at U.C. Santa Cruz for 7 years, spent most of his adult life living on his 42-acre ranch in Boulder Creek, California. ‘He loved nature, solitude and the gentleness of cows,’ writes his friend Dick Oberchain.”
His name is actually Obenchain. He is still doing amazing art work and has a gallery in Arizona.
I visited The Quilt back in 1987 with my mother. As we threaded our way through the endless patchwork, I was overwhelmed by how many were for children, incorporating teddy bears and teething rings. My mother died never having recovered from the loss of her son.
Charlie was a wonderful artist, a devoted teacher, and having spent several years in India, lived by Hindu principles of acceptance, generosity and wonder. He was solitary by temperament, but humane in spirit.
At the gate to his property in the hills above Santa Cruz, hung a homemade sign; “Please Respect My Privacy” it said. Someone else would have written, “Keep out.” 📖 by Suzanne Braun Levine