Letters

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POINTS OF VIEW

Dear ONES:

Three or four years ago (October, 1958) you published a thing about Joan of Arc called "Hauviette," about which I wrote a letter. Once again, in reference to the Joan of Arc item (October, 1961) I can't keep still and I don't think there's a need to:

IN QUESTION OF "A QUESTION OF VALUES."

Oh Carol, in a thousand cities, I'd not put down my Walter Mittys, But when we try to light our dark I'd scarce attempt good Joan of Arc.

Tall, and strong of limb,

Venerable and bold was she. Does one always seek the root Who enjoys the tree? Ecclesiae may smile at us

And tolerate at best

Those of us who cannot foot

Ye gods, the footless quest.

Dear Friends:

Diana Sterling Phoenix, Arizona

Once upon a time we had a friend-the postman. Not only was he our link with the outside world, but he was friendly, loyal, faithful, courageous and human. Dependable as the sunrise, he came in fair weather and storm. We loved him and honored him. He our greatest symbol of our American way of life.

But then something happened to our beloved postman. For no apparent reason he donned the cloak and insignia of the much-hated Gestapo and MVD, and instead of his usual open, friendly approach, he now slinks and snoops and pries. It is very disconcerting to to us old-timers who have regarded the U.S. Mail as sacred, secure and PRIVATE.

We are now given official directives as to what we can write, or read, or view. We are

bewildered. This is not the Americanism that we were brought up with. This is a monster of foreign birth, and we do not like him.

We want our old friend the postman back -the one who read our postcards, but who never gave a hoot what our sealed letters contained.

Dear Sirs:

Mr. B. Jonesboro, Arkansas

There are a number of reasons why I will not be renewing my subscription this year. One is that though I enjoy the stories and general articles a good deal of the rest of the Magazine is of interest to Americans only, as it deals with circumstances which have no parallel in this country, as far as I know.

Another is the slight risk of undue interest by the police which receiving a Magazine like ONE entails.

Dears Sirs:

Mr. G.

London, England

I simply loved the January, 1962, Magazine, in particular "As For Me," by Geraldine Jackson. In my estimation Miss Jackson is a person who both feels and writes deeply and her ideas are very practical. Her proposed Homosexuals Anonymous would be a lifesaver for some of us.

Mr. C.

Seattle, Washington

Dearest Geraldine Jackson:

I, an active homophile male, salute you as a woman of strength and richness, because you offer us a vision to contemplate: a place where we can go to grow and have our ideals strengthened, recharged and extended. This vision, this flame should be fanned, by gay talk and motion, to grow and to be more intense, more spirited and awakened.

Sitting next to you at the 1962 Midwinter Institute I promised to write and express my

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