I know that was not on his mind when he joined the Corps. I wasn’t even a blip on his radar back then.
Dad did catch me getting into my sister’s clothes on a couple of occasions and he saw me dressed to the nines en femme for a Halloween party one time, but the only thing he ever said about it was to be careful that some guy didn’t try to pick me up at that Halloween party.
I think he had an inkling that something was up and if he and Mom ever compared notes, then I am sure the two of them realized something was amiss (or should I say someone was a Miss).
But he was always proud of me no matter what I wore and I am sure he never regretted fighting in The War so that I could be free to be me.
