In the 1930s, John "Gene" E. Dawson was a shy, insecure boy who had been born to a struggling Iowa farm family during the Great Depression. In his memoir, Farm Boy, City Girl: From Gene to Miss Gina, Gene first recalls his years as a "Farm Boy," when he and his brothers worked alongside their parents as soon as they were able and attended country school. But life wasn't all work and school, and he writes about his love for and time with his extended Irish Catholic family. As a teenager, the "Farm Boy" realized that he never would be like his male peers and interested in girls. When Gene eventually decided that he could not lead a double life and pretend to be heterosexual, he began his life away from the farm as a "City Girl," complete with beautiful clothes and makeup. But that chapter in his life came to an abrupt halt when tragedy struck his family. It would be four more years before he again could live in a city. Gene's life story takes the reader through the twists and turns of reconciling his love of family, God, and the Catholic Church with being able to accept himself. As Gene tried to live a life true to himself, there were some turbulent times in a world where not everyone was accepting of the gay lifestyle.
A full colour illustrated story for young children, told in rhyming couplets, which contrasts country life and city life.
But when city girl Ronnie "falls" into her handsome neighbor's arms, she is surprised to discover that country boy Dave Darden is one of the most eligible bachelors in America.
"18-year old Harper's perfectly planned city life changed in one devastating instant.
"18-year old Harper's perfectly planned city life changed in one devastating instant.
Ronnie Hawthorn has found peace at last in the backwater town of Green Springs.
From shapes and baby animals to students in space, fiction and non-fiction Dolphins capture imaginations.
One fateful summer, twenty year old Shelia's grandfather passes away, her family has to go down south for the summer.
From sworn enemies to soul mates?
'I'm sitting down to write the opening lines of this book a year to the day since my mum died.
This is when I was really getting horny to do something with another guy. I waited every day for him to come. I couldn’t even talk to him, couldn’t think of anything to say.