[ID: a Twitter thread by Kivan @/KivaBay reading:
I just had the most incredible experience in front of my apartment building and I have to share it.
There’s a little old man who walks up and down the street and says hi if we’re out there smoking cigarettes. I was outside smoking and he was walking past and said “good afternoon young lady!”
And normally I’d probably be too scared to correct a stranger but he’d said hi before.
No I said “actually I’m not a young lady, I’m a man” and immediately got nervous and try to explain my high voice and, uh, tiddy. “I have a condition.”
And this little old man goes “oh are you transgender?” And having painted myself into a corner I say yes.
“Me too,” he says
And I realize this little old man is shorter than me. And he’s got suspenders and a cute hat (hello call-out post for my fashion sense). And he’s smiling so warmly.
I am meeting a trans man elder and I don’t even have a good bowtie on!! WTF Kivan!
And he called me brother and said he was honored to meet me and hugged me and just after everything with my dad I can’t even begin to put into words how much I needed to see a little old man I could grow to be.
I’m actually crying right now because I just really really need that.
You’re all great, let’s protect our trans elders, and grow up to be the good trans elders for those after us. /end ID]