my sister was born 11 years after me. and unlike many teenagers I glady looked after her for my mother. I used to play board games like Candyland with her and got real pleasure in seeing her enjoy doing this. I also helped her with a large dollhouse we had, and now realize that I was a big Sister to her. though at the time nobody but reserchers knew about ->-bleeped-<-, certainly not ME. we are talking about the 50's and 60's. I had crossdressed since I was 6(1954) and yearned to have long hair, but didn't realize tnat I WAS a girl in a male body, if I had and said so they would have said I was crazy. eventually when she went away to college and later married we saw little of each other though OUTWARDLYshe remained friendly with me she lived in a house she still owns in nearby Metairie.I always liked her and considered her a nice girl. when I went to Thailand for my Srs I told only her, and she wasn't upsetthough she said that she never suspected it, considering me a book nerd, but not effeminate. i told her my email in case of emergemcy.while I was away I received a panicky email from her about our elderly father in assisted living"Daddy is out of control" she saidinterestingly enough his rage at her did not concern her because of the threat to his health BOT BECAUSE SHE WAS AFRAID OF BEING DISINHERITED