The book is a tribute to the author's son, Damon Courtenay, a haemophiliac who contracted HIV/AIDS through an infected blood transfusion. The title refers to the date of Damon's death, 1 April 1991. This is a powerful, compelling account by his father, mother, and girlfriend (Celeste) of his childhood, young adulthood, and finally his demise. There is is little whitewashing here... the father tells of long workdays followed by nights out drinking, only to arrive home to find his son in need of a trip to the hospital for a transfusion.