I'm a Hemingway nut, and this revelation totally adds a new dimension to his work. The overemphasized machismo, the one-note female characters, the constant association between womankind and the hindrance of mandkind...
Wow. My Grandmother did this to my Father until he was four years old. My Grandfather was a raging drunk who would beat my Father upon returning home from the bar. He didn't hit women so my Grandmother dressed him as a girl at night and he was spared.
He is now a mess of a man who despises women and may have been better off taking the beatings.
@SouthernComfort: Oh my God. Oh, honey. What a legacy. Your poor Grandmother, and poor little boy who your father once was. Sometimes, the sheer quantity of pain in the world leaves me reeling.
@ellaesther: I come from a long line of eccentric and crazy people, everyone lands on their feet with an everlasting supply of stories to tell.
My Grandmother ended up escaping the South and headed for New York where she was a nurse at Bellevue Hospital in the sixities and seventies. She also took in runaway heroin addict girls and helped them get a better life. She died a few years ago but I can tell you she would have loved this site.
When I was a kid I asked my mom why the kid down the street was so mean. It turns out his mother did the same thing to him until he was 5! Even creepier, she named him Aubrey after her daughter who had died before he was born.
Oy, that is so many kinds of wrong, and so sad! Oy Oy!
I try to tell my kids that if someone is mean, it usually means that they're sad or scared. I think your little neighbor was probably an example of both. Oy li!
Hm, this will change my battle cry for when I am going to get drunk. I usually say: "I am going to get Hemingwayed tonight - I'm either going to impregnate someone or someone's going to end up dead." Doesn't make much sense, but now I feel even worse. I will have to throw in a line "or I will dress my husband up in pantyhose" to round it out.
@WaltzingMatilda: Do you actually say "I'm going to get Hemingwayed tonight?" That is the best way to say "getting drunk" ever. I may have to steal it from you.
@taranwanderer: Yup. It's either treated as a verb (i.e., I'm totally going to get Hemingwayed) or a noun (i.e., I'm definitely going to pull a Hemingway). It's very versatile.
I'm not sure I agree with the whole slant of this news item: So, just because his mother dressed him in the "wrongly" gendered clothes, he's supposed to be unsure of his sexuality throughout his life? Maybe he was, but it also seems that people are giving much too much credit to ribbons and bows.
But, what do I know? I also think that little boys who play with dolls aren't necessarily 1)gay, and 2) trans.
@ccchild: She didn't just dress his as a girl, though. She slotted him into both the physical sex of female and the gender role of girl. That's necessarily going to have a major impact on his development.
@ucelluccia: Actually, strike that whole second sentence. It came out wrong. Suffice it to say that there was more to it than dressing him as a girl. Blagh.
@ccchild: I'm fairly certain that it wasn't JUST ribbons and bows. She actively maintained the illusion of having twin daughters, and that can be very damaging to a young boy. Hell, if it were reversed, it would be just as damaging to a little girl. See: numerous serial killers. No one's really saying anything about this making him gay or trans. It's just a deep psychological scar for him that came across in his writing and in his persona.
My parents knew a woman in book club that only wanted boys. When her second child turn out to be a girl, they named her Jacqueline and called her Jack. You weren't allowed to call her anything else. I often wonder what became of her.
@J.D.Regent: Yeah I know. I don't get it either. It's biology, its genetics, and its a crapshoot. If you don't get that, you probably shouldn't be having kids. I can understand wanting a certain gender, but I don't understand the obsession with it. You get what you get, live with it (ha, literally...)
the comments on the article also say that Ernest had a transgendered daughter (Gloria). Did you guys know that? How much did my lit professors blow for not telling me about this?
@J.D.Regent: I was unaware of that. English class is in need of a serious revamp. Oh, as is history. I think kids would be a lot more interested in learning if the fun bits were taught.
@Raspberry Swirl's love is on lockdown: seriously!! history is so dirty and scandalous and they never tell you about ANY of it in high school history class. thank god for wikipedia!
@DontFearTheReefer: Wiki and the numerous "what they don't teach you in history class" books out there. Oh, and the history channel. I would move into the history channel if such a thing were possible.
@Raspberry Swirl's love is on lockdown: So this is hours late, but, I loved watching the history channel when I was little. They didn't leave out all the fun stuff, and my parents never paid attention to what I was watching because it was "educational".
My grandmother (not the flapper) grew up across the street from Hemingway, and one of his other sisters (Carol) was her best friend, and babysat for my dad! And (to top it off) she did all this while living in a Frank Lloyd Wright house that Wright built specifically for her father, with whom he worked.
Sadly, the house is no longer in the family and I don't like Hemingway's writing either (see missteenwordpower's above "no fun" comment). But where I live, this story makes me all-but royalty.
@AuntieEm - check out cafepress.com/121608: I know, right? People are always telling me I should write about it, and the problem is that that's all I got -- and there's no one left to ask about it.
@ellaesther: That is really cool! I just finished reading "Loving Frank" so I am in an Oak Park/Frank Lloyd Wright/Mamuh Borthwick sort of mood. It totally made me want to go down to Oak Park and check out the houses. And yeah, definitely worthy of your royalty status!
@I-L-L... is no longer the lizard queen: It's the Balch House, on Kenilworth, kind of catty-corner across the street from the Hemingway House (not the one he was born in, on Oak Park, but the one he grew up in). You'll know it when you see it!
Hmm... on the one hand, I want a literary genius baby. On the other hand, I've come up with a plan because I do not want to find out any potential unicornkids' gender(s) in utero. I am going to just buy a lot of black baby clothes beforehand, and have a Sprockets baby regardless of sex.
Which might oddly affect any girl babies I have, I guess.
@treecut...Grim Reaper of the forest: My great aunt used to dress my father up as a girl. My grandma was the oldest and this aunt was like 15 years younger than her, so she and my dad were only a few years apart. She'd put him in dresses and call him Andy Sue. He may be 58, but he still gets mad as hell if you call him Andy Sue.
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He is now a mess of a man who despises women and may have been better off taking the beatings.
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My Grandmother ended up escaping the South and headed for New York where she was a nurse at Bellevue Hospital in the sixities and seventies. She also took in runaway heroin addict girls and helped them get a better life. She died a few years ago but I can tell you she would have loved this site.
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Oy, that is so many kinds of wrong, and so sad! Oy Oy!
I try to tell my kids that if someone is mean, it usually means that they're sad or scared. I think your little neighbor was probably an example of both. Oy li!
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But, what do I know? I also think that little boys who play with dolls aren't necessarily 1)gay, and 2) trans.
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My grandmother (not the flapper) grew up across the street from Hemingway, and one of his other sisters (Carol) was her best friend, and babysat for my dad! And (to top it off) she did all this while living in a Frank Lloyd Wright house that Wright built specifically for her father, with whom he worked.
Sadly, the house is no longer in the family and I don't like Hemingway's writing either (see missteenwordpower's above "no fun" comment). But where I live, this story makes me all-but royalty.
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Which might oddly affect any girl babies I have, I guess.
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