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have a lot of prejudices and misinformation to overcome.

We went together for about 3 months before we were married and I kept my promise to myself to tell her about myself before we were married.

She didn't quite understand or, I think, realize what a complete hold TVism had on me, but she accepted it and allowed me to dress whenever I liked.

Only one thing, no shaving legs!

I had been in public dressed a number of times and had had no trouble, but my wife, June, didn't like the idea very much so I stopped that.

Shortly after our first child, a girl, was born we moved into a duplex and then began another very im- portant phase of our lives. The other half of our duplex was occupied by a homosexual. A very masculine type who was in the Canadian Air Force. He became and still is our very best friend. Through Vern, we became in- troduced to Gay Society in town, and the next two or three years were very interesting ones for us. My wife is an extremely outgoing and vivacious person and was accepted completely by the crowd. As for myself, I tend to be very quiet and don't make friends too easily, but it was the perfect outlet for me. Oh! the parties.

The particular group that we were friendly with were not the obvious ones and I found out that they had no use for most of what they called the "Drag Queens" and that's what I considered myself to be! Our friends explained and I soon found out that the Queens" for the most part, were vain and shallow creatures and didn't do much but give homosexuals a bad name. As soon as it was known that I was "straight" and supported my wife and child, why I was accepted too.

About two years ago we moved up to this small re- sort town on Vancouver Island where we are now.

Our little girl is now 7 and our son is 5.

Fortunately, the clothes problem, financially at

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