When my eldest son graduated with a master’s degree and decided to go to the west coast, he asked me if I would travel across the country with him. It took me about two and a half seconds to say yes. I started planning, plotting and mapping our days. What follows here is a sort of diary, a recap of six cities in six days; what we ate and saw, mostly through the car window, along the way.
But before I get into all that, I’ll first tell you about the person I rode with from Albany to Salt Lake City, our oldest, Luca. If you’ve read my columns over the years, you might remember Luca. He went to college at Clark University, then grew up and decided to start his life over on the other side of the States. But something happened in all that time, and that’s what it is: Luca came across to us as a transgender person. Luca was a she, and is now a he. There’s a lot to this story, both for a parent and anyone who loves a transgender person. But this story is not about the trans experience. it’s about nurturing, loving and supporting a child in all circumstances.