with so little time left to socialize with other homosexuals that an eat-andrun sexual fling is about all that can be managed. To find a marriage partner, one must meet many prospects, and on a social basis, not on a furtive and desperate wham-bam-thank-youma'am basis.

Imagine what it would have been like if in your schooldays the majority of the classmates of your sex had been not heterosexuals but homosexuals. Imagine the same situation regarding the people you meet through your job. What a number of prospective marriage partners to choose from!

Imagine being able, as a heterosexual brother is able, to any night of the week pick from any number of respectable places to socialize, such as dance halls, bridge clubs, church socials, rockhound clubs, or whathave-you!

The "Pen Pal" ruckus in the pages of ONE, and the continued interest in it, is an outgrowth of this problem of meeting prospective marriage partners. Oddly, while a homophile organization cannot push pen pal clubs, it can with complete safety and legal impunity, and with total indifference from heterosexual society, do something that is even better-hold actual gatherings where homophiles can meet face to face, such as the Sunday afternoon lectures, the night classes, or the large MIDWINTER INSTITUTE held by ONE. These are, along with meeting people in a social gathering at a homophile home, probably the best situations for meeting a likely prospect for a homophile marriage.

To find The Right One, a person whether heterosexual or homosexual has got to meet a lot of prospects. The wonder is not why under their circumstances, so many homosexuals are promiscuous. It is how so many homophile marriages manage to occur. With the handicap we are under, perhaps luck has most to do with it.

In my own case, I certainly would

not deny having had luck-but I sure did all I could to help it along! God helps those who help themselves, and I must admit I'm sick to death of these homosexuals who want to get married, but instead of doing anything intelligent about it and working at it, have just plain given up the fight in a great big tizzy of petulance and despair and flown off into either a fit of cynical celibacy with frequent hot flashes, or into a fit of cynical promiscuity-the highlights of such a life consisting of running off at the mouth about "tricks," running off at the other end from VD, living in mortal terror that one's friends, employer, and relatives will find out about that "lewd vag" one pleaded guilty to, and ending up so jaded that one can't get one's interest up unless it's through an orange gloryhole.

Is it not ridiculous that the most joy-giving and beautiful instinct man has should lead a human being up one or the other of these dead-end streets?

Now, I know there are plenty of single homophiles around both suited and eager for homophile marriage, and since nobody else seems to be writing anything pushing homophile marriage, I've been questioning my married friends and getting tips and jotting things down and have come up with some do's and don'ts, sort of a gay "How To Succeed In Getting Married By Trying". Here they are:

Remain optimistic. Just because you've had the door slammed in your face by desirable partners for marriage, don't give up and slam the door on marriage. Homophiles are under a disadvantage in meeting prospective marriage partners. But so what? So just face the fact as you've faced other facts and go on from there. Ten years isn't too long to keep looking. And don't buy that propaganda that all homophiles have a mania for youth.

-Meet a lot of new homophiles,

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