together is so much the better for it that we really feel sorry for those couples who do not have transvestism or some other special thing, unusual and not shared by the common herd, to give them a special togetherness.

So we went along through the years, and together built up my wardrobe and experience until a definable fem- inine personality had been created which both of us enjoy ed, and which, when she went out, moved openly in public with poise and assurance (and, my wife says, with a cer- tain grace and charm) I hope so for these are qualities every woman w shes to have. This all grew to the point where, after careful discussion and planning, I started out on a definite woman-life in addition to my own well established man-life.

To do this I took the name Jeannette as a married woman whose husband was overseas in the service. As Mrs J- I rented a small apartment. This gave me a separate address, plus a greater freedom of living as a woman than I had in the home--although our children had been casually introduced when young to "Daddy in a dress", as a special project of just our family, and don't give it much more thought than any of the other special individual or fam- ily interests we have. (They do recognize that "others would probably laugh at us if they knew", so they simply don't tell everything they know.) I rented the apartment as Mrs. J---, so, of course, I must dress at home before going to it, as I usually do an evening or two a week and on Sundays. Yes, my wife is a frequent visitor to Mrs. J---'s and is known in the apartment building as one of Mrs. J---'s close friends.

I found it quite natural to strike up an acquaint- ance with several of the women in the apartment building both the married and the single ones, going shopping, to movies, parks, and to the beach in summer with them. I discovered how, though rather tall and a bit broad should- ered for a woman, to still cut a good figure in a on e piece bathing suit. And I started attending church in the neighborhood.