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Stephanie’s recent nostalgic posts about her formative years caused me to reflect on mine. I have two very clear memories of my interest in transwomen or crossdressers. All throughout high school I delivered these things that were called “newspapers”. They are now extinct. I had a Plain Dealer route (at the time, it was one of the two Cleveland daily papers, now it’s a sporadic pamphlet). Four AM that damn alarm went off! Every single day for well over four years. I would deliver my papers and come back home, eat breakfast and read the paper. I devoured the sports section. I had to read the daily Spiderman strip. Then I would return to bed for a brief nap and it was time to head off to school. Because of this paper route, I remain a morning person. The Plain Dealer covered extensively the Renee Richards story. I read every word. It fascinated me and I had no idea why, but I was drawn to it. As I look back (and it is a very long time to look back), I remember having empathy for her. I remember her earrings like it was yesterday. I remember her tennis outfits. I remember the outrage at a “man” playing a woman’s sport. What an admirable human being and thank you Renee for laying the groundwork for me and many of us! I also remember The Plan Dealer doing this expose on what I believe were TG/CD clubs. Dance clubs. I can almost see the photo of the “girls” dancing at one of the clubs. I ached to be there. Again, I devoured every word of the articles over the course of the few weeks the story ran. I was drawn to anything on TV with a man in a dress. The All in The Family episode with the CD in it. Bosom Buddies. Klinger on MASH. Flip Wilson. The David Bowie “Fashion” video. I am writing this 100% from memory, with no Googling going on. I am sure there were more examples that I can no longer remember, but be assured, I saw them. It is a shame that I spent about 50 years of my life ashamed of myself. It is a shame that I spent about 50 years of my life not bathed in the joy I have found since accepting this very feminine side of me. It is a shame that there is and certainly will remain for some time, a stigma about gender identity. The issues with regard to the transgendered and those of us on the very bottom of the social totem pole, CDs, still baffle me. Who gives a sh#t! Can’t we all just live our lives and get along? Yeah, I know, that ain’t gonna happen………. _______________________________________________ I received the following from my friend Betty. Please consider a donation if you are able.
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