Letters the Editor

Dear Editor"

Dear Virginia:

The first remembrance I have of cross dressing is at the age of five when I wore my sister's new velvet dress without the rest of the family knowing about it. I didn't dress again till about the age of 12 or 13, I really don't know how or when it started.

I wore my mother's clothes all through my school days whenever the family was gone and I was alone. After my school days I entered the Navy and then college, wearing only panties and bra during this time. While in college I met the girl I was to marry, but I didn't tell her about my dressing for fear of losing her, plus the fact that I thought that my cross dressing was just a substitute for female love. I knew that once we were married all my desires for wearing clothes of the opposite sex would soon disappear. It wasn't too long after we were married that the old desire came back. At first I just wanted to wear panties, because they were a lot more comfortable than cotton men's shorts. Then my desire went on to include nightgowns for they were so much softer than P.J.'s to sleep in (at this time I was always making excuses for wearing fem clothing). I asked my wife to give me permanents and put my hair up each night, but this was too much for her. She made me purge all my fem clothes for she began to think I was a homosexual or something. Then the first of our two children arrived and she didn't want me to cross-dress for fear of what our children would think of their father. I started to build my wardrobe back up in the years to come. My wife was never really able to accept me and couldn't understand why a grown man would ever want to wear dresses and be feminine, and I must admit that I didn't understand why either. Our marriage was on the verge of breaking up after 81⁄2 years when we saw Virginia Prince on Television.

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