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I've been thinking about this since I first found out. As mentioned a couple of blogs ago, my grandson got married on the first. While at the wedding, I talked with a lot of family members that I don't often get to spend a lot of time with.

One of those people was my son-in-law's mother. Somehow the conversation came around to hair. I commented that when I was quite young, I had platinum blond hair in large ringlets. She informed me that her husband, who is a few years older than me, was born while his father was overseas fighting in WWII. He had long curly hair and his mother who wanted a girl would dress him up in girls clothes and take him across town on the bus and enjoy the comments from people about what a pretty daughter she had. His dad being gone, never knew anything about it.

As far as I know it all stopped once dad came home and it all happened while the son was too young to have any real memories of it or any understanding of gender. But still, sounds like the beginning of many a TG fiction, doesn't it?