BF Childhood Memories...tell us!

Metro · 10-25-2012, 06:29 PM

There was a large number of kids in the neighborhood where I grew up. Mostly I played baseball, basketball, or football with the boys -- but on occasion the kids closest to my age (girls and boys) would get together and play make believe or dress ups. Often we re-enacted episodes from the TV show 'Gilligan's Island' -- we all watched that show on a daily basis. Invariably I was selected to assume the role of the character known as The Professor. I liked it very much because it was not lost on me that the women on the show (Ginger and Mary Ann) fawned over that character. I think my neighborhood girlfriends took advantage of that storyline and did same. It gave me some sense, even in the late 60s and at that young age (around 9-10), that it was OK to be me -- a clear cut Tomboy.

P.S. Sorry for the earworm.

Femmadian · 04-27-2014, 12:39 PM

Resurrecting an older thread [by the way, is there a time limit for that? I'm reading a lot of older threads I've found interesting and would like to post to, but wasn't sure what the official rules around here are for that sort of thing, if any].

My pre-school teacher was one of the most handsome butches I have ever seen (even to this day). Her name was Krista. She was tall, probably late 20's, had a honey-smooth voice that was just a few octaves lower than most of the straight women I knew at the time (hey, I was 4), and she had these mischievous hazel eyes that would light up and almost dance when she would tease us or get down on her belly and let us climb all over her. She looked like kd Lang circa the mid 90's with that dark shock of hair which would always fall casually onto her forehead. She would even let us play with it and put barrettes and scrunchies in it (if we could manage to grab enough hair to do so). I would always play with her hair but never put anything in it. She would jokingly ask me why and I can remember telling her quite emphatically that she looked beautiful without them and she didn't need a "makeover" (although I would always claim to see one stubborn section that was out of place so I had an excuse to play with her hair anyway... I'm smooth like that).

I can remember vividly after one particularly sleepless nap time where she decided to "nap" beside me and my friends for moral support (we were the "anti-nap" crowd) excitedly exclaiming to my mother proudly (and quite determinedly) in the car that I was going to marry her when I grew up! My mother then proceeded to give me the "girls don't marry girls" lecture which I thought was total hogwash even then. I huffily crossed my arms and proclaimed "I don't care. I'm going to do it anyway!" and then proceeded to stare out the window the rest of the quiet ride home

Imagine my dismay (and total indignation) when I later saw my beautiful butch asking my single (but straight) mother out on a date. Oh, the betrayal! Oh, the heartbreak! We stopped going there shortly thereafter...

I never forgot her, though. Whenever I'm visiting family and drive by the old centre, my heart still goes pitter pat.

I wonder what ever happened to her. Hmmmm...

homoe · 10-31-2015, 07:37 PM

I was born and raised in the UP of Michigan so winter played a big part in my childhood! My favorite memory is when I'd get a new pair of flannel lined jeans! Oh they were so 'niffty' those jeans! You could build forts, play hockey, or just stay outdoors doing anything for hours before feeling the cold!

homoe · 10-31-2015, 07:46 PM

It's not really a GOOD memory but I remember whenever I'd hear my mother yell out my three given names.... I knew I was in trouble

Tuff Stuff · 10-31-2015, 08:24 PM

I remember summer vacations visiting distant relatives.Mom had family in northern california and dad had family in southern california.Whatever destination they decided on,most times it was after midnight when we'd leave home,all us sleepy kids in the backseat and mom and dad talking happily about the trip up front.Sometimes we'd leave before midnight and they'd buy a bucket of KFC and me and my brothers would fight over who would get the drumsticks.Loved roadtrips as a kid and seeing new places.Also loved going to the local fair..all those fun rides,good food,the 10 pm grandstand shows.I remember the drive-ins,and how I use to climb on top of the car roof with my pillow/blanket and watch the movie from there...childhood was great,up until the age of eight.

10-25-2012, 06:29 PM	#1
Metro Senior Member How Do You Identify?: • Join Date: Jan 2012 Location: • Posts: 1,606 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,476 Thanked 2,911 Times in 730 Posts Rep Power: 21474851	Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale... There was a large number of kids in the neighborhood where I grew up. Mostly I played baseball, basketball, or football with the boys -- but on occasion the kids closest to my age (girls and boys) would get together and play make believe or dress ups. Often we re-enacted episodes from the TV show 'Gilligan's Island' -- we all watched that show on a daily basis. Invariably I was selected to assume the role of the character known as The Professor. I liked it very much because it was not lost on me that the women on the show (Ginger and Mary Ann) fawned over that character. I think my neighborhood girlfriends took advantage of that storyline and did same. It gave me some sense, even in the late 60s and at that young age (around 9-10), that it was OK to be me -- a clear cut Tomboy. P.S. Sorry for the earworm.

04-27-2014, 12:39 PM	#2
Femmadian Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Join Date: Apr 2014 Location: Isla Nublar Posts: 385 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,296 Thanked 2,400 Times in 362 Posts Rep Power: 21474848	Resurrecting an older thread [by the way, is there a time limit for that? I'm reading a lot of older threads I've found interesting and would like to post to, but wasn't sure what the official rules around here are for that sort of thing, if any]. My pre-school teacher was one of the most handsome butches I have ever seen (even to this day). Her name was Krista. She was tall, probably late 20's, had a honey-smooth voice that was just a few octaves lower than most of the straight women I knew at the time (hey, I was 4), and she had these mischievous hazel eyes that would light up and almost dance when she would tease us or get down on her belly and let us climb all over her. She looked like kd Lang circa the mid 90's with that dark shock of hair which would always fall casually onto her forehead. She would even let us play with it and put barrettes and scrunchies in it (if we could manage to grab enough hair to do so). I would always play with her hair but never put anything in it. She would jokingly ask me why and I can remember telling her quite emphatically that she looked beautiful without them and she didn't need a "makeover" (although I would always claim to see one stubborn section that was out of place so I had an excuse to play with her hair anyway... I'm smooth like that). I can remember vividly after one particularly sleepless nap time where she decided to "nap" beside me and my friends for moral support (we were the "anti-nap" crowd) excitedly exclaiming to my mother proudly (and quite determinedly) in the car that I was going to marry her when I grew up! My mother then proceeded to give me the "girls don't marry girls" lecture which I thought was total hogwash even then. I huffily crossed my arms and proclaimed "I don't care. I'm going to do it anyway!" and then proceeded to stare out the window the rest of the quiet ride home Imagine my dismay (and total indignation) when I later saw my beautiful butch asking my single (but straight) mother out on a date. Oh, the betrayal! Oh, the heartbreak! We stopped going there shortly thereafter... I never forgot her, though. Whenever I'm visiting family and drive by the old centre, my heart still goes pitter pat. I wonder what ever happened to her. Hmmmm... __________________

10-31-2015, 07:37 PM	#3
homoe Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Butch Relationship Status: ..... Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: 30 minute ferry ride from Seattle Posts: 38,565 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 20,811 Thanked 33,549 Times in 14,914 Posts Rep Power: 21474889	I was born and raised in the UP of Michigan so winter played a big part in my childhood! My favorite memory is when I'd get a new pair of flannel lined jeans! Oh they were so 'niffty' those jeans! You could build forts, play hockey, or just stay outdoors doing anything for hours before feeling the cold!

10-31-2015, 07:46 PM	#4
homoe Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Butch Relationship Status: ..... Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: 30 minute ferry ride from Seattle Posts: 38,565 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 20,811 Thanked 33,549 Times in 14,914 Posts Rep Power: 21474889	It's not really a GOOD memory but I remember whenever I'd hear my mother yell out my three given names.... I knew I was in trouble

10-31-2015, 08:24 PM	#5
Tuff Stuff Member How Do You Identify?: Butch Woman Preferred Pronoun?: She Relationship Status: Married Join Date: May 2013 Location: California Posts: 695 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 904 Thanked 1,315 Times in 505 Posts Rep Power: 9408454	I remember summer vacations visiting distant relatives.Mom had family in northern california and dad had family in southern california.Whatever destination they decided on,most times it was after midnight when we'd leave home,all us sleepy kids in the backseat and mom and dad talking happily about the trip up front.Sometimes we'd leave before midnight and they'd buy a bucket of KFC and me and my brothers would fight over who would get the drumsticks.Loved roadtrips as a kid and seeing new places.Also loved going to the local fair..all those fun rides,good food,the 10 pm grandstand shows.I remember the drive-ins,and how I use to climb on top of the car roof with my pillow/blanket and watch the movie from there...childhood was great,up until the age of eight.