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Underwear was acceptable, but nudity was not. One day, I found magazines published by a nudist organization laying around. I would look at them and carefully put them back. They were probably brought into the house more for activityual purposes than for getting familiar with nudism. In any event, since there was no activityuality depicted, I found out later that my parents left them around for me to "find" so I would learn that the body is not so "mysterious." I did, however, read some of the articles and learned about the philosophy and recreation. But, my parents thought that the people in the pictures "had something wrong with them." I was about 12 at the time, and I thought I was getting a contradictory message. Moving ahead about 15 years, some male friends took me to a magazine store that sold nude magazines, commenting that they "let you see everything." Being curious, I bought a few of them. Contrary to the interest of my friends, my interest in the nudist philosophy was renewed. Moving ahead another 10 years, I found in a newspaper ad for a one day bus ride to a nudist camp. After some hesitation, I got up the nerve and made a reservation. (This was a rebellion against my childhood rules.) When the day came, I found that all but one of the people on the bus were men. The one woman was with one of the men. But when we arrived at the camp, things were different. While those of us on the bus were being briefed by a welcoming person, I noticed other people passing by us already nude, having left their clothes in their cars. Having seen them, I thought "so?" "If they can do it, so can I." So five minutes later, I took the plunge and did it. During the day, I sampled everything--volleyball, swimming, just relaxing, talking to some of the people, and a co-ed shower. My experience ended with that day because the nearest place was 50 miles away and hard to get to and I had another life back home. Now in my 60's, married, and son off to college, I decided to exert my freedom. There is now a nude beach not too far, where I can get to by car. I decided I want to go to it. But my wife will not go with me, saying she is a prude and will not change. She has some areas on her body which she considers not ideal looking and does not want them seen, and does not want to see other men. Therefore, I can only get to go, alone, once or twice a year in the middle of the week when she is working. I am unable to convince her otherwise, but that is the subject of another forum.