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Now let's get back to the original purpose of this thread and share our stories about living nude and about how you were brought into the nudist life.

So here is a story from way back in time when the first person in my family was introduced to nudism.

My mom first embraced nudism when she and her friend began visiting a rustic nudist camp in Wisconsin in 1946.

My mom was raised in a very strict fundamental religious family in Ohio. She hated it there for many reasons, so when she got a scholarship to a business college in Chicago, she jumped at it. She lived in a women's dorm where four students shared a bedroom but had to use a communal shower that served the entire floor. It was her first exposure at being with or even seeing other nude people.

When she returned home for summer break her parents gave her a hard time because she had not insisted on private facilities. Even implying that she was possessed by evil because she had participated in public bathing! Being very fundamentalist, her new "free attitude" drove a deep wedge between them. She couldn't wait for the start of the next school term and returned to Chicago in mid-July. She quickly got a part time job at a stationary shop and planned to save up enough to not have to return home over the next summer break. In fact she never quite reconciled with her parents and my sister and I only ever saw them once, and that as infants.

A co-worker at the stationary shop was a slightly older woman named Clarissa. They quickly struck up a friendship and mom confided family her story with her. One day Clarissa invited mom to join her and a couple of friends ( a married couple ) for a relaxing Saturday visit to a 'friends farm' at Mud Lake, Wisconsin, about 50 miles away.

As it turned out, the 'farm' was an early nudist facility that fit the very definition of 'rustic nudist camp'. There were already about 20 other people there, all couples, all nude. This was another first for mom, seeing and being with naked men! Clarissa and the other couple disrobed right away and after a bit of apprehension she joined in. Four nude people sitting around a camp fire and just talking or playing cards was a complete departure everything she had been taught or ever experienced. This was new, exciting and fun and she was hooked.

That day was filled with firsts for her: cooking nude, eating nude, swimming nude, walking in the woods nude, and friendly nude people openly socializing with her. She was seen by and was seeing nude men and there was nothing sexual about it. She noted that after all of this she was neither struck down by lightening nor had burst into flames. This was fun and wholesome, not evil.

They returned to Mud Lake a few more times before the 'farm' closed in late September. By then mom was an avid closet nudist and was looking forward to the next summer.

That Thanksgiving mom met my dad at an inter-school social ( he was at a different school ). They began dating during the school year and were becoming a regular couple. As summer approached she struggled on how to ask him to join her at the 'farm'. She feared that the wrong approach would imply sexual consent.

She was still chaste and wished to remain so until marriage ( which she did ). So she decided to tell him all about the 'farm' and activities, leaving out the nude part. He seemed interested so she told him that some people would 'skinny dip' in the lake and that some were not too quick to get dressed again. He had no problem with that because he had done it during the war in the marines.

So that weekend mom, dad & Clarissa drove up to Mud Lake and introduced my dad to social nudism. My dad took to it right away and in the end they all had a great time. They made the trip to the 'farm' a regular part of their dating and courtship that summer. Mom said that she even wanted to get married there, but reluctantly opted for the Chicago City Hall instead, for the guests' sake. After dad's graduation they moved to San Diego, where they happily found two nudist camps nearby and that the 'nude season' was almost year round.

I'm thankful that mom became such an avid nudist. She introduced my dad, her best friend from work and her family, and, indirectly, my sister's husband to family nudism. Eventually, she and my to be mother in law to be organized many parties, camp visits, celebrations, weekend trips, and sleep-overs in which the entire family eagerly participated and enjoyed. With her enthusiasm and dedication to wholesome family nudism they were able to raise three generations of still practicing nudist families.