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Frank M. Robinson, speechwriter for Harvey Milk, dies at 87

Frank M. Robinson, an author of thrillers and science fiction who also helped slain San Francisco supervisor Harvey Milk craft some of his most powerful speeches, died June 30 at his home in San Francisco. He was 87.

Mr. Robinson had heart problems, said Daniel Nicoletta, a friend who, like Mr. Robinson, was part of Milk’s inner circle.

As a fiction writer, Mr. Robinson told stories set in burning skyscrapers, sinister hospitals and Utopian spaceships drifting a thousand generations into the future. With Thomas Scortia he wrote “The Glass Inferno,” a 1974 novel about a catastrophic blaze. It, along with Richard Martin Stern’s “The Tower,” formed the basis of the 1974 blockbuster movie “The Towering Inferno” starring Paul Newman, Steve McQueen and William Holden.

A sci-fi fan since his teenage years, Mr. Robinson also made a living in nonfiction.

Without revealing his gay identity, he wrote Playboy magazine’s Playboy Advisor column from 1969 to 1973.

Mr. Robinson on the set of “Milk” in 2008. (Daniel Nicoletta)

“I didn’t trust the outside world,” he told the Portland Oregonian in 2008. “I was frightened. Frightened I’d lose my job and my friends.”

At the same time, Mr. Robinson wrote and edited “Chicago Gay Pride,” a 1971 publication that promoted the city’s Pride Parade. He kept his byline out of it.

Moving to San Francisco in 1973, he did not intend to throw himself into politics. But strolling by Milk’s camera shop in the Castro district, he befriended the man who was to become one of the first openly gay Americans elected to a prominent office.

Milk had won 15,000 votes in an earlier, unsuccessful bid for supervisor. Now he was running again and looking for a speechwriter.

“I never for a moment thought he would win anything,” Mr. Robinson later wrote. Still, he signed on.

Mr. Robinson worked on Milk’s stirring “You’ve Got to Have Hope” speech — a call for gay pride that included Milk’s recounting of an anguished call from a confused young boy in Altoona, Pa.

“Harvey polished the speech and used it often,” Mr. Robinson wrote in his foreword to a collection of Milk’s writings, “though the rest of us kidded him because some days the boy lived in Altoona, other times in San Antonio or Buffalo. The boy really got around, we thought.”

Eventually, Mr. Robinson became such a trusted adviser that Milk, preoccupied with the possibility of his own assassination, left a “political will” designating him as his preferred successor.

“If there were any problems, he would be able to carry on the philosophy and idea of what I stood for,” Milk said in a 1977 tape recording he left with his attorney.

On Nov. 27, 1978, Milk and San Francisco Mayor George Moscone were shot to death by former supervisor Dan White.

Frank Malcolm Robinson was born in Chicago on Aug. 9, 1926, and served in the Navy as a radar technician during World War II and the Korean War. Between his tours of duty, he graduated from Beloit College in Wisconsin. He later received a master’s degree in journalism from Northwestern University.

He wrote or co-wrote more than a dozen works, including coffee-table books that reflected his passion for garishly illustrated, campy pulp magazines.

His 1956 novel “The Power” was about a murderous superman with psychic powers. In 1968, it was turned into a film starring George Hamilton and Suzanne Pleshette.

His 1991 novel “The Dark Beyond the Stars” received a Lambda Literary Award for gay men’s science fiction and fantasy.

Mr. Robinson’s stories feature occasional bisexual or gay characters but are not built around gay themes, said Robin Wayne Bailey, a novelist and past president of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America.

“He used to say he was never in the closet but he was never out waving the flag every day, either,” Bailey said.

Persuaded by director Gus Van Sant, Mr. Robinson reluctantly took a cameo role as himself in the 2008 film “Milk.” The scene involved one of Milk’s pet crusades — cleaning up after dogs in public spaces — and Mr. Robinson’s only word was one in common use to describe dog droppings.

“I said I thought I could manage that,” Mr. Robinson recalled, “and my career as a movie star was born.”

He leaves no immediate survivors.

— Los Angeles Times

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