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Unformatted text preview: gogue on 401 late summer night. The date sticks in his mind-August 30, 1996. He recalls his mother crying with the shock and the strangeness. "She was like, 'Wow, I didn't even know you had a sexuality.''' And Dave started his journey, because he saw himself as a young man with a sexuality and an image to build, and he shed his baby fat, his glassesand his gawky hair and hatched a plan to let people know that he had found himself. A stage, a loudspeaker, a grand announcement. "I wasgoing to do something," he says."Something that was extravagant." A showdown of sorts-even if there were few people around to watch. A showdown, at the very least, with the person who mattered. 76 Her Son/Daughter Kate Bornstein "Who are you?" asks the third blue-haired lady, peering up at me through the thick lenses of her rhinestone cat glasses.Only it comes out in one word: "Hoowahyoo?" I'm wearing black; we all are. It's my mother's funeral service, after all, and the little old ladies are taking inventory of the mourners. Me, I have to take inventory of...
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