I've got to add a couple of addenda to the posting I just addressed to Abby:
1. I don't want anyone thinking that my awe of them is any less than my awe for Abby. I've got plenty here for everybody.
2. The above goes for me too. A quick story:
I was out to dinner (no, I don't go out every night) with my dear friend Melody, who thinks it's pretty damn cool that I yam what I yam. We had a wonderful Vietnamese meal and I paid for it with my alter ego's debit card, saying in so many words that I didn't give a fig what the waiter thought. (What the heck. I'm sure I was clocked the minute we stepped into the joint.) Later she told me that she was very proud of me, that I am a two-spirit.
I looked my best (as I always try to do) and was treated with respect (as I always am). I fully acknowledged who and what I was (which I'm still getting used to). I like to think that little things like this continue to add to the general respect for our community. I guess I'm a little awesome too.