St-Henri used to be a working class neighborhood but now gentrification has converted it to a desirable area for the professional class. Part of the Sud Ouest region of Montreal, I walked there this morning and was struck once again by the changes.

Then I met my two nephews and their girlfeiends for coffee at a quaint little Cafe nestled in a late 19th century building. At one point I asked them if they had been told I was trans and of course they knew and didn't care. They were all very curious about how I was able to grow up struggling as I did.

This generation impresses me with their egalitarianism and they asked me to come as Joanna next time.

I suspect that I will.



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