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With all due respects to Jim Croce who wrote the song “Time in a Bottle”, I decided to title this post by the same name.
The bottle I am referring to is the alcoholic one. I grew up in a home where my Dad used alcohol regularly so it wasn’t much of a surprise when I became of age I started to drink alcohol also. Along the way, I developed the habit of being able to hold my liquor well. If my friends and I could somehow get around the age limits to buy it. As with any other potential vices, we found ways to do it.
By the time I got to college I was well versed in drinking with everyone else. Even if I was still underage due to Ohio’s liquor laws. I guess you could say I was ahead of the curve when it came to alcohol.
Then came the military. Of course my time in basic training took me away from any drinking activities as did my time in Thailand. Due to the lack of drinkable beer. But then came the exact opposite when I was sent to Germany who really take pride in their quality beer and wines. Very quickly I acquired a taste for our locally produced beer and a few wines.
Fast forward to what any of this had to do with being transgender. As most of you probably know, alcohol often brings out the best or the worst in a person. People often become braver in many areas of their lives. Ultimately liquor enabled me the courage to first come out…
