We didn't have the word "gay" when I was a child, only the word "sissy!"
Thanks to my older sister's movie magazines in the late 1950's, I was obsessed with Hollywood glamor. Here, in this photo, I think I'm emulating either Marilyn Monroe, Jayne Mansfield, or Mamie Van Doren - perhaps all three!
|"So you know, that's a rabbit's foot hanging from my belt!"|
Growing up "special" in a tiny, rural Texas town wasn't easy, but thanks to "The Rifleman" TV show and those sparkly dresses in the fashion shows on "Queen For A Day," I survived.
Through the years when I've come across this photo, I would cringe.
But now, some 50 years after it was taken, I find it charming.
Self-acceptance at last!
Jerome's first, famous-person same sex crushes: