could be little hope for him. With patience and logic I had to help Tom convince himself that homosexuality as such, was neither a sin nor a crime, despite the attitude the greater portion. of society takes with respect to the subject. He had been fighting the reality of being a homosexual with such might and force he had lost all perspective, to the point that he was nothing. His real talents and abilities were lost sight of completely. He could only see the horror which as a fantasy had taken possession of his entire being. He could only see society pointing its finger at him every place he went saying, "There goes a homo." This, despite the fact he was not in any sense effeminate but of quite masculine appearance.

When finally he was able to stop his self-deception and admit to himself he was what he was, all other matters took their proper place. When this bug-a-boo was disposed of and he could see his "whole self", not just the phantom side, it was not long before he had re-established himself. However, he still thinks of himself as a Beatnik and has never moved away from Beatnik-land. At present, after much struggling and hardship he owns and operates a "shop" making a moderate living off the "squares" that come to stare at the Beats.

Jim Doe was quite a different type. He fully admitted his homosexual tendencies. When he was sixteen he had run way from what he referred to sarcastically as "home". He was one of seven children and the eldest. He had two full brothers and a sister, two step-brothers and a half-sister. His mother died in child-birth when he was eight years old. At the time of her death, his father was unemployed and at a bar, drunk. His family had always lived on the wrong side of the railroad tracks, and Jim had had to fight with all his strength to be permitted to go to school. His life had

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been filled with what he called "tragedies". He had two step-mothers, and doubted whether his father had ever taken the trouble to get married to them. When he reached sixteen he was beginning to wonder if his father had really been married to his own mother. As a matter of fact, before he left home he was at that state of mind in which he wasn't sure if his father was, really, his father.

Despite his background he had managed to finish high school and junior college. He had graduated from night-high-school by working days and finally made two years in junior college attending day classes and working nights in a hotel.

Jim had attended one of my public lectures and asked if he could make an appointment to "discuss private and personal matters." At that time he was twenty-four years of age. He had not been in the service due to a slight physical handicap of no major importance.

As stated previously he contended homosexuality was not his problem. He freely and frankly admitted to such tendency. When we met he was quite outspoken and wasted no words in getting to the situation that was disturbing him. He lived with a man and a girl in Beatnik-land; was contemplating going to art school and was quite talented in music and painting. He had been successful to the extent of having sold two of his compositions. and one oil painting for a quite tidy sum of money. He claimed that his social relations were excellent with the other Beatniks and that generally speaking they liked him. What was his problem? Doubt. Underneath all the social relationships there was ever present a constant fear of someone betraying him. Of misplaced confidence. He never completely trusted anyone. Basically, when he got right down to the subject he was so damn lonesome, at nights after social events

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