Is the Presbyterian Church Harmful to My Health - Part 8

The next thing to happen was that Donna came to visit. By now, I was very close to both Donna and JimmieLee. JimmieLee was certain Donna would chicken out on me. JimmieLee said trans people have lots of fantasies, and when it comes to finally meeting someone from the computer, they don’t have the nerve to do it. By now, Donna and I were chatting on the phone also. She had a male voice, however, and I was supposed to call her by her male name on the phone, in case her kids were around. JimmieLee and I had a very long online conversation the night before I met Donna, and I started to feel extremely close to her. The next morning, however, Donna was still willing to meet. I think she was nervous about driving clear to western Pennsylvania, so we agreed to meet in Breezewood.

We went out to have something to eat in Breezewood. She was dressed male, however. Finally, we decided she’d follow me back to Somerset, since I knew remote places in the mountains near there. We could hike to some remote spot where she could dress female. But when we got to Somerset, Donna had decided she felt comfortable enough with me to come to western Pennsylvania. I couldn’t have her over to the house with so many cats. Donna also felt it would be wrong for her to ask to stay at my house on her first visit, since we’d met online.

We got off the turnpike at New Stanton, and she decided to stay at a motel there. She was only going to stay for one evening, but she had boxes and boxes of stuff! We carted them all up to the motel room. By then, we were ready to leave. We went to Cedar Creek Park along the Youghiogheny River and took some pictures, walked around, and talked awhile. Then I took her on a tour of my jogging routes. She couldn’t believe the steep hills I jogged up. After that, we went to Eat’n Park in Monongahela for dinner. During dinner, she mentioned that ghosts tend to come out at dusk. She is an experienced ghost photographer with a good digital camera, so off we went to Round Hill Cemetery. I showed her Theodosia’s grave, and she took some other random shots.

Then we went to Fells Church Cemetery, where my great great great great grandfather, Revolutionary War veteran Thomas Thomas, is buried. Well, this is where I saw my first live ghost ever! Donna took a picture of his grave, and when the digital camera processed it, there was a ghost cat sitting right next to his grave! You’d look in the same spot, and no cat. We took the picture over and over, and each time, there sat the cat. Finally, the camera went haywire, and we had to move away from that spot. Donna took some more random shots, and we left.

To be continued…