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Wilfried Knight: This Isn’t About His Death, But About Us All

I have been reeling about how best to write this love and admiration down in words. I want to honor Wilfried Knight’s memory. I want to respect his devastated family. Should I write anything? Would this upset Wilfried if I wrote it? Of all of these questions: One thing is very clear, I need to make sure his message underneath this tragedy is made loud and clear.

First you should know: Wilfried Knight was a porn star (he laughed at that term) who I first swooned over for years prior, and of course was thrilled to land an interview with for QueerClick. The funny thing about that interview was that it never really ended. Our emails, our phone calls or agreements to meet up at Venice Beach and build a sand castle; laugh while people-watching; guzzle some of the worst cheap wine in WeHo; or talk about music?all of this, became much more than an interview.

Wilfried became a loved one in my life, because he was always so honest and unguarded about his own life. Often proclaiming to be the Susan Lucci of porn stars (nominated, but never a big winner), he was quite proud of his intentionally offensive Sacrificed Jesus-in-Leather statement at the GAYVNs, which also was the night where he finally won. And at the end of that night, I’ll always remember him saying very sincerely, “I want to thank you for always being a friend to me first.” Something about his good nature, made it easy for Wilfried to be friends with anyone who was honest with him.
Wilfried was fucking funny. Genuine. Passionate. Proud. Beautiful?inside and out.

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