Acceptance Via the Stage

We have read a good deal in our magazine about how we should inform others of our desires to wear the clothes made for the female One of the easiest and most satisfying I have experienced, is the art of pantomiming.

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About twelve years ago, there was a group in my church that call- ed themselves the Young Oldsters. We meet every third Saturday even- ing for dinner and a program. Each spring we would put on our annual show and all talent was taken from the group. After having a run of Barber Shopping, Gay Nineties and etc., it was decided we do an all pantomime show. Myself and a couple of 200 pounders were elected to do the Andrew Sisters "Bushel and a Peck". Little did they realize they were giving me a part close to my heart. We rehearsed, worked hard, got into costume and before we knew it were on stage. It must have been successful as we were asked to repeat it several times. also did a single that was well received. The building we had our shows in was dismantled for a new educational unit, and that ended our shows. It also ended my public appearances for ten years. Shortly after that I had one of my periods of reformation and started giving away my wardrobe losing many beautiful items.

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A few years later, I started another wardrobe with the purchase of a pair of Black Patent Pumps. Soon other items were added and my new and present wardrobe took shape. Five and a half years ago I moved into an apartment by myself. This I had hoped would let me wear my clothes oftener and longer. It wasn't long before I discovered that neighbors wanted to be friendly and one never knew when there would be a knock at the door. In spite of this I managed to get dressed quite often. It is amusing to me now, as the one neighbor that was so friendly took the pictures I am enclosing of me at my performance this spring, which I will relate later. Speaking of rebuilding my ward- robe, I find the holiday seasons the best. Saves a lot of explaining, and the sales people are always ready to help to satisfy that little

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This spring I was asked to revive my act for a Veteran's group annual banquet. This was all I needed to perk up my spirits. Here was an opportunity for me to appear in public again. Surprising as it was I hadn't forgotten the words to a couple of songs, and all they

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