Good observation, Jcboy -
it's sad too. I've a friend who's had AIDs since the eighties, retired from a great job when he was diagnosed. He of course knew all the tough things people with aids were going through and some of the early horrors - ambulance drivers not picking them up. (A friend who died's lover had that happen, for example). Seemingly not all that long after diagnosis for the present friend - but any time sans useful pharma is tough - the new effective drugs showed up, and he's still going strong. The drugs are expensive and not available to all.. and they are not a cure as such anyway, but in this fellow's case, they have extended his life far longer than he had dared to hope back in the beginning.
On charity re aids, I never gave money but gave some time - designed the landscape for an aids house in Los Angeles, again in the eighties I think, and an architect friend did the interior renovation. There were certain issues for the yard, like need for privacy, and need for hc ramp, aside from making the garden a place one would like to go into. Makes me wonder if that house is still actively used.