So I was reading something on the Slate website a bit ago and came across a story on a new book: Tom Bianchi: Fire Island Polarids, 1975-1983. Fair warning: several of the pictures on the site are NSFW.
As nice as the pictures are, it's impossible to look at them without a strong sense of melancholy, since this was the generation of gay men who were just about to get hit with the AIDS crisis—certainly by the end of the time covered in the book it was already in the news. It reminds me of one of my favorite lines from Stephen Sondheim: "This was just a moment in the woods/our moment/shimmering and lovely and sad." If you have a few minutes, it's well worth a look.