Some Fine Day

This is the story of how Emery Walters became whom he was supposed to be.<br><br>I knew I was male at an early age, something that was a societal no-no in the 1950s and still is in parts of the country today. Burying my male identity, I strove to be the best woman possible. But after raising my four wonderful children from two debilitating marriages, I found myself alone and nearly penniless. That was when Emery asserted his identity.<br><br>Life became better with the shift from female to male, a third marriage, and a wife who, herself, transitioned from male to female.

Emery C. Walters · LGBT+

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112 Chs

Chapter 61

Now for a little lighter side of parenting, I’m sitting here at the table playing cards on the laptop and this mom and little boy walk past the window heading out for the day, then he runs back dragging his mom by the hand, stoops and picks up something. Aw, his blankie? I wonder. And next I hear Mom saying, “Put the worm back.” That takes me back.

I walked over to Trader Joe’s the back way, down by the little pond and up a path through the shade, and waited for traffic to clear so I could cross the street. I got beeped at.

When I was in the store looking at jars of fruit, this tall, bald, great looking young stud came in (must have been the one that beeped because of the timing), walked past me, and growled at me (the kind of growl that sounds more like “YUM YUM” than “GRR GRR.”) By the time it dawned on me and I turned around to look at him (his butt), he had finished looking back at me (my butt) and I just caught the tail end of his head turn.

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