Oct 29, 2022
4 min read
Tying Together the Threads of My Transgender Reality
Tights, Being Defended, and a Bottle of Soda
At five years of age I negotiated a trade with a female playmate who was the same age. I wanted to be a ballerina and she wanted a truck (she had all sisters and I had a brother). We traded a pair of her tights for one of my trucks. We were both happy with the trade but, in 1960, our fathers rapidly…
