could dress femininly for an evening out and everyone would com- ment on how good looking I was. To this day most women say, "What beautiful eyes you have. You should have been a girl."

makes me wonder.

And it surely

Then I met a wonderful girl and fell in love. I believed this was the end to cross dressing. I stopped for about six months but the urge was always with me. Then came the war and I joined the Javy and was sent to India for the duration as engineer officer. I sailed the coast of India and Ceylon. Every shore leave I spent as a woman in my room and wrote letters home. It was heaven! Then on ny return to Canada I found no more home life. I tried, but unknown to me at the time, my wife had another. Nevertheless, we had a dau- ghter who was the image of me. Between this and my constant desire to be feminine I immigrated to this wonderful U. S. A. Obtained a job with a yacht firm and rented a room. What wonderful hours I This happened in Erie, Penn. Through my employment I was offered the opportunity to run a yacht to Florida and this I did. Even on this trip I had lingerie and would wear it on every occasion I could. On arriving in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, I obtain- ed a home and a lot of women's clothing and decided to have my wife and daughter come down, but she was in love with another, so this ended in divorce. For two years I was confused. If at the time TRANSVESTIA had been on the news stands it would have cleared a lot of my troubles. (NOTE: I thought I alone in this world was a man desiring ladies dress).

spent as a girl!

I kept the home and was employed by the largest yacht firm in the U. S. ▲. I became an American citizen, and was found out on an occasion when I was dressed as a woman; by accident an employee of this firm saw me. He tagged me as queer, BUT I AM NOT! Neverthe- less, I still dressed as I desired--FEMME FASHION.

Then I met my present wife, a divorcee. I loved her at once, and I decided not to spoil another marriage. So I told her all about myself. We are happily married, and have three daughters (including my daughter by the previous marriage) and eight grandchildren. We are both forty six. At first this all was confusing to her, but since she has read TRANSVESTIA, our lives have been wonderful and we are very happy. She is on vacation at present and I miss her love and understanding ways.

So here I am writing this story, I have the best of lingerie on, nylons, wig, makeup, and a lovely dress that I had made by John