My first time with any form of “actual” nudity was hanging out at my

grandparents’ house wearing only on a weekend when the only clothes we brought along were being washed. My brother and I were goofing around and sitting on the front staircase of their fairly large house (a Ohio farmhouse with many add-ons over an equal variety of years), and I certainly remember seeing how “cool” it felt when the wind blew under my towel.

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Hmmm, what is this odd and amazing sensation? My parents were both still conscious and I joined them by returning to sitting in a rocking chair we’d at the time.
All of these early encounters led up to a want to being MORE naked, more commonly in more manners; manners I had just barely begun to imagine. So, in my middle teens I purchased some trade paperbacks on nudism from a wholesale book publisher and these really and actually enlarged my understanding of the potentials for going naked socially!!! Before I even attempted it I had this idea that I would “love” it more than anything else I had done in life, and that this new found preconception would take me past any type of bookings or nervousness I might have about undressing.
The grinning people of all ages in my novels seemed so honest and happy that I really questioned what I was missing out on for a long time! My entire life up to then judging by the ages of the youngest children in these photographs, and I felt like this was a part of life being actively “hidden” from ! I actually don’t think a short skinny-dip with my brother and a friend really counted, although it was fun and we also did some nude experimentation in sleeping over at the buddy’s house on weekends; nothing more than curious exploration of possibilities for NOT wearing garments.
White Tail Park (then, “Resort” now) was my first organized social intro and it couldn’t have been a better time! It was an encounter equalling my readings, imagination and expectations and so I was lucky for such a great intro.


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