
I knew I was a lesbian at an early age, partly because I liked men's stuff.
For example, I lusted after men's watches.
One year, my grandma took me to the local department store to spend my birthday money. I was around 10 years old. I picked out a man's fishing hat. I can still see it in my mind's eye--light olive green, with mesh sides and a bill.
My grandmother, a proper Southern lady, was appalled. But she let me buy the hat. And I wore it until it pretty much rotted off my head.

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