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

My ‘inner male’ that I had hidden so well, had only previously been obvious in my writing, heroes and daydreams. I always dreamed in male persona as well.


I will never regret the decision I made at age fourteen that, well, if I had to be a woman, I would do the best I could do, and I will never regret having you four wonderful children (and now all those delightful, spunky grandchildren). I would not pursue becoming a whole person just to hurt any of you. However, changing my outward appearance and a few letters on my drivers’ license is likely to be far easier for all of you to accept, than if I had continued in the downward spiral of depression I was in three years ago, and had done something to myself to end it. Yes, I was that depressed.


Chapter 51