I’m re-reading Tony Horwitz’s brilliant Confederates in the Attic, and I came across this interesting passage about Civil War monuments in Vicksburg, Miss.:
One monument stood out. Modeled on the Pantheon in Rome, it was inscribed with the names of 36,000 Illinois soldiers, including an extraordinary private named Albert D.J. Cashire.
“In handling a musket in battle,” a comrade recalled, “he was the equal of any in the company.” Cashire also “seemed specially adept at those tasks so despised by the infantryman,” such as sewing and washing clothes. Cashire fought in 40 skirmishes and battles and became active in veterans’ affairs, marching in parades for decades after the war.
Then, in 1911, while working as a handyman in Illinois, Cashire was hit by an automobile and taken to the hospital with a leg broken close to the hip. The doctor who examined Cashire discovered what the Illinois veteran had so long concealed; Cashire was a woman, an Irish immigrant nee Jennie Hodgers. Hodgers was eventually sent to an insane asylum and forced to wear women’s clothing until her death in 1915.
“I left Cashier [sic], the fearless boy of 22 at the end of the Vicksburg campaign,” one former comrade wrote after visiting her at the asylum. “I found a frail woman of 70, broken, because on discovery she was compelled to put on skirts. They told me she was as awkward as could be in them. One day she tripped and fell, hurting her hip. She never recovered.”
I don’t know if Cashire would have identified as trans. But his example makes it clear that this right-wing idea that everybody was perfectly fine with binary gender designations until the evil feminists/gays/transpeople came along is BS.
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