I Kissed a Boy

And I Liked It

“One is not born a woman, but becomes one.” –Simone de Beauvoir

I was thirteen years old and already feeling the first stirrings of what would late be called gender dysphoria but which in 1963 didn’t yet have a name. And 13-year-old little Bobby didn’t know enough about life to even consider talking to an adult about it. But even then, I knew that there were certain things one didn’t mention to adults. Especially when the adults were your own very conservative Christian parents. Even worse, when you were a…