According to family lore, my great-aunt and great-uncle were living in Romania in 1942.
They were 12 and 14 years old at the time. It was the old country, so the house was full with extended family.
One afternoon my great-aunt and great-uncle came home from school to find the house was empty. My relatives were Jews. They were all grabbed by the Nazis and sent to a death camp.

It is the 23rd anniversary of my gender confirmation surgery, which was performed by Dr. Eugene Schrang at Theda Clark Medical Center in Neenah, WI. Dr. Schrang is now retired, but then, so am I.

That's about all the celebrating I shall do on account of the event.

Yesterday, a letter was sent to our less-than esteemed leader.

Dear President Trump,