By Paula Gaikowski Sixteen is an age when we think we know everything, yet we know almost nothing. In my 60’s perhaps, I’ve learned a few th...

By Paula Gaikowski Paula on a train in London I step toward the mirror; there she is “Paula.” A huge smile flashes across my face, a joyfuln...

By Paula Gaikowski There’s a scenic road here in New England that I take frequent walks on. It has views of the White Mountains, bucolic fie...

By Paula Gaikowski As you may know, the transgender community is rife with politics and political correctness.  Many years back, I was shopp...

By Paula Gaikowski Back in the early 90’s, the “dark ages” before the internet, I found myself connected to a dial-up bulletin board service...

By Paula Gaikowski Friday, Stana posted my article of memories , an archive of sort that chronicled my journey over the years dealing with t...

By Paula Gaikowski I’m from New Jersey, and of course a big Bruce Springsteen fan. I remember friends coming home from trips “down the shore...

By Paula Gaikowski A friend recommended an online clothing retailer that specialized in clothes tailored for transgender men and women. I wa...

By Paula Gaikowski Last week, there was bad news for transgender persons and there was good news.  First the good news, the House passed the...

By Paula Gaikowski “Gal Friday” is a female assistant, who is capable of many different types of tasks. Today, the term can be considered ou...