York. I visited an old friend who had been with me on the newspaper in Coblenz. He told me that his office badly needed a good proofreader. My friend introduced me to the Colonel in charge and showed him my excellent recommendations. This former Major General of World War I told me he would be glad to have me in his outfit. I reenlisted in the Army and served 17 years in this of-

fice. In 1944 I was recalled to military service and received my honorable retirement in 1945.

Times have changed. Other homophiles are now carrying on the work I attempted and they are luckier than I was. Now, in 1962, there are several organizations working for the rights of homophiles all over the world. And I. of course, have contributed to their work ever since.

LIBERATION

An unforeseen awareness, Caught in rircuitous existentialism, Awaiting liberation from entrapment,

Stares at the ceilinged oubliette.

Slowly and stealthily emphatic rapport, Evolves into cognizance;

A spiritual rapine shatters guarded walls, As the seeded brain bursts into bloom.

J. Lorna Strayer

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