If you wear the number 69 in sports, you are making a sexual statement. Mom and Dad would never pick out #69 for little Johnny's first rocket football game.
Alway remember my feelings on why my parents didn't correct HER. Nowadays, that would define that person for life. Not the 80s generation. We masturbated a lot (standing up) about young Moms and girls.
I remember getting ice cream as a kid visiting Tennessee in the late 80s driving to Florida from Michigan. A female waitress referred to me as a "she" multiple times. Bowl cut? Yes.
I remember my parents specifically not correcting her on all 3x.
I am a minister's son. Been to church 2x every Sunday growing up. FOLKS, secretly, in every hymnal is a song or two written by Horatius Boner or Bonar as properly spelled. Check it out mid way through the next time you go to church. Remember me.