I lived in the high Rockies in Northern Colorado area then, with 27 other ‘adopted’ fathers, also mountainmen like my father, Lone Wolf. They raised me as they would a boy, it’s all they knew. So imagine a girl trying to wear men’s ‘underwear’ then!!! I came up with my own invention, which worked just as well. I had indians around me as well, so I used what they did, deerskin used as a breechcloth. A strip of deerskin between my legs, attached to a belt. No flaps hanging down front or back. It worked better for me, and no, I didn’t get the name Breezey from having an open crotch!!! It was because I traveled around a lot, as the wind blowed. So they named me Breezey. Few used their own names.

My real name was Catherine, but no one called me that.

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