Everything was fine until it was time to go to high school. In ways I could never have predicted, my eyes were opened to the rest of the world - and I...wanted to know more. As a small farming community, we didn't have a high school, so I attended the school in the city. Boy, did I feel like a fish outta water. Just a handful of us farm kids were new students, as most of the other city kids had come up the ranks together. Luckily, I found football and that secured me a place in the school. Turned. Sadly, Kate’s websites are no more, and almost all of the pictures are gone from my files too. I do have one or two of us still though, if you like I can send them to you. All this while, I was getting more and more preoccupied with being Laura, and the more I was sure my wife Vicky knew about me, and just did not say anything. She worked a lot in the theatre at home, and had many gay friends there, so I knew she was open-minded to a lot of that kind of thing. Throughout that spring, I resolved. . come below."Persephone was watching the sidescan sonar and the radar. They weren't something people from the twenties knew about."Hi Nick ... look here ... that's the hull of a schooner that sank in the lake 4 years ago. It was heavy enough to stay put when the water pulse went through and scoured the bottom of debris. Pentwater lake is really deep ... for a glacial melt lake. 293 feet. What I'm watching for is semi-submerged logs ... some of the logs were borderline light." What is this boat. I made some excuse about needing to get back to the house work, to which Sally responded, “What a shame,” but at least it allowed me to get out of her way. Heaven only knows what Sally and Jill were talking about though –she stayed for over an hour.Monday February 21stWorries about the predatory Mrs Guest are behind me for a while at any rate. I’ve got started on the project up in London.Luckily I didn’t have any ideas of a quiet life during my trip to London, so I haven’t been disappointed..