It's funny, but in thinking about "Georgy Girl, I just had a startling revelation. I remember where that song got played all the time. My first cousin, Karen, lived a block away from me when I was a child. She was a year older than me, and it was the late 60s. She was at the onset of puberty, and she was into all the popular culture things that an adolescent girl would like, such as the fashion and music of that era. I used to go over to her house and hang out with her, listening to her records. I used to think that there wasn't anything that I could remember from my childhood that would indicate that I had an identity of being female then, or really wished to be a girl. But in thinking about it all now, I recognize something that I hadn't before. My feelings toward Karen were a combination of admiration and envy. If I had been able to understand it all then, I would have figured it out that she was a role model for me that I wanted to emulate. Those feelings are perfectly clear to me now.
