Dallas Observer – By Craig Malisow
One girl was called Jane Marie. Another little girl was called Felicity. Another little girl was Sally Joy. The other was me, and I’m a boy – The Who
Everything was fine until George Jorgensen Jr. came along.
In 1951, surgeons in Copenhagen turned the Bronx-born George into Christine, and a nation scratched its head.
“Ex-GI Becomes Blonde Bombshell,” the New York Daily News trumpeted. Jorgensen made a successful career in show business, but she also tried to familiarize the public with new nomenclature. She wasn’t gay. She wasn’t a transvestite. She was a transsexual. She made right what nature could not.