It was then I decided to write this letter and while I've been writing it I keep feeling, Don't send it. The spelling's bad, my writing's bad, perhaps. they won't understand you and a couple of other excuses. You're going to get the first draft because if I stop to read it over or change the way I've said something I might chicken out and not care if I say I'm sorry or not.

I am sorry. I want you folks to know that, I'm still sorry now, two hours. after I first felt sorry. Perhaps I won't be sorry tomorrow. I might even tell some queer jokes again sometime without thinking or caring who it hurts. But just right now I'm sorry and I think it important that you should know that for a couple of hours, some straight guy, on Long Island, in the middle of the night, felt sorry. It might ease the pain or hurt or fear, or lift your chin. up a little. And now because I'm trying to try to be your friend and keep my own friends, I pass.

Your friend,

L. J. H.

Dear Joe:

I thought you would buy ONE.

You can't resist a magazine published by homosexuals, for homosexuals if you are pulled in that direction yourself.

Reassuring it is to find an organization which proposes to increase the public understanding of homosexuality, to promote research and legal reform, to fight for truth, for honesty, for simple justice.

But, wait a minute, Joe. If you had TB or cancer to whom would you go for advice: to another victim or to a doctor? Of course, you would get more sympathy from another victim; but a doctor would do you more good.

If you think there is the slightest chance that the object of your affections can be changed; if you think you have gone too far and you can't go back; if you think it is impossible for you to decide one way or the other see a doctor, a psychiatrist or a psychologist, a good one who is not personally involved in the problem.

A thousand forces have made you what you are, forces which are understood, in part, by modern science. The degree is uncertain, but you can be helped to understand yourself, to control yourself, to change yourself.

The articles in ONE have a scientific tone, I know. But isn't a confirmed homosexual likely to pick from the scientific menu only those items which happen to agree with him?

You are young, Joe. Up to a point, you can chart your future. Do it in the light of facts not wishful thinking.

To be sure, the homosexual writer brands as "nonsense" the idea that a homosexual can be cured if he is sincere and willing.

But it has been done.

You would hardly think so not from the homosexual literature, pulp to entific.

But it must be done. For you, Joe. Otherwise, you will spell life s-e-x. Elemental pleasures will lose their savor. Your life will be one relentless search. For what? For love that you had and lost. . . a love that you never had . . . a father . . . a brother . . . a son... what?

See a doctor, Joe.

You may want to punch him in the nose. Don't. You listen to him. Why?

I can think of one good reason a sufficient reason: this is not a homosexual world.