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.

Some Fine Day

We are so well matched; Robyn has some ways that are very much like my sister, so I’m quite comfortable with them. Another good thing is she’s not ‘weird’ like Frank or Bill, and I mean that in she’s ‘normal’ whatever that is. No serious faults that overwhelm me. Just a normal, average human being with whom I can find what problems I have and work on them, without making myself vulnerable.


She was born in New Jersey, as was my sister. She went to the Naval Academy and MIT. She was also married twice, same as me. And here we are, both travelling in the same, but opposite, directions. I hope our strengths and weaknesses balance out.


Dec 5: I dreamed I was a little girl riding her bike to the beach, with a friend, an old man. We found a drowned man in a wet suit lodged under a wall and we tried to revive him. We were not able to do so. How the hell is it I’m 56 and not a teenager? Where was my life?


Chapter 44