wife adversely.

Through the war years my business life has been one of increasing success. In other directions my life has been extremely busy--I am chairman of six or more committees (I was twice decorated by King George for public work) and yet I have time for the "hobby".

Further Notes in 1958.

Over 10 years later, near my 74th year, I note the truth of Havelock Ellis's statement that the Eonist does not lose the de-

sire for feminine clothes with increasing age. I still delight in wearing every day all feminine underclothes and with the com- ing of nylon at reasonable costs practical difficulties are slight. Nylon undies are so easy to wash (I do my own myself and often my wife's) that I am always dainty underneath. My corsets of white nylon satin trimmed with nylon lace (made to measure by a male London corsettiere) are a permanent delight and comfort (waist is now 36" but no middle-aged spread thanks to over 36 years of wear- ing corsets).

Among my 14 dresses are up-to-date nylon, cotton and silk frocks, terylene pleated skirts and nylon waist and princess petti- coats. I rarely wear a wig or use much make-up as my wife prefers me without. To her I owe more than I can say for affectionate co- operation and encouragement in my feminine ways. My two sisters, my wife's step-sister and a niece are all acquainted with Barbara and so are two doctors-One-my wife's-often comes when Barbara is dressed. None of them show any dislike.

Having read widely on the subject and having a considerable collection of photos of transvestits and being possessed of a good deal of relevant literature I am fully convinced that this harmless "deviation" entirely heterosexual, is immensely more com- mon in this country (England), the U. S. A. and in Europe than the ordinary person can conceive.

Now it is 1961 and despite great sorrow and illness I am still an ardent transvestist.

My beloved wife died last year and I live alone with a part-time housekeeper. My wardrobe is little changed except for new underclothes, especially frilly nylon petti- coats (as I type this I am wearing under my terylene skirt what dear Virginia calls "oodles of bouffant petticoats"-five each with under flounces. Being alone I'm a little nervous about wearing frocks in daytime, lest I have a caller.

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