an article tells (as this one does) how to approach, how to make the first move and what to do in bed . . . I think that is where to draw the line. Being gay is one thing, but flaunting it about town is another and I think this should be stopped. I am far from being the prude and am not afraid of being discovered or found out, but there are certain basic things that are and should remain our private business. I am sure you will agree.

Dear Mr. Slater:

Mr. R. B.

Flushing, New York

I have just been paging through some back issues of ONE, and have come upon a letter written to you by Mr. E. M. III of Palmyra, New Jersey, and published in the January, 1964, issue. With the sentiments expressed in that letter I heartily concur.

Those of us who are "under age"-I myself am nineteen-do have rather a tough time of it; we can't, as E. M. said, "hang around bars and wait to be 'picked up,' and I frankly doubt that I would if I could. There is more to it than being a Christian (although that is by no means a minor consideration). We're also men, not animals -to hang desperately around bars and street corners like a bitch in heat, just waiting to be "picked up," is both degrading and disgusting. And because many of us live at home-perhaps with several brothers and sisters or with "concerned" parents constantly about-we have to realize that if we could find a friend-which is a jolly unlikely possibility without more than a little prowlingthe pleasure of his company would be hard to come by, even if we only wanted to talk.

Right now, I'd be quite satisfied just to talk. I am so fed up with all the stupid little games I have to play every waking hour of every day just to "act normal" that to be able to say what I think once in a while would seem the greatest of blessings.

I do not pretend to understand the legal complexities of our oppressed condition, but I often have wondered why there is not kept locked away somewhere a file of names of persons like myself and E.M., so that we could perhaps have the name and address of a comrade-even a far distant one-with whom we could freely correspond. It seems to me that ONE would be a most proper intermediary in such a plan. (Editor's note: See Editorial October ONE.)

Many an adolescent, I think, would find his condition easier to bear if there was someone with whom he could share it. We aren't ashamed, nor are we particularly unhappy, but we are very much alone. We are not, because we cannot be, members of "normal society," but we cannot, because of our age, be admitted to homosexual society. If I were able, when the blasts are

especially icy, to sit down and talk to, or write to, a fellow wanderer, mine would be a happier journey through the wilderness, and a more confident one. I think that there are others who feel as I do.

Let me finally say that I think that ONE is without question the finest magazine of its type anywhere available, because it is the most perceptive and the most responsible of those publications. Neither your fiction nor your articles are ever in poor taste-as often is the case with other periodicals. Your Editorials testify that homosexual society has a nobility that is too often forgotten. Thank you, sir, for a fine magazine. I assure you of my very highest regards.

Dear Mr. Legg:

Mr. J. J. L. Whittier, California

I appreciate your having kept in mind remarks I made at the ACLU meeting some months ago.

I have looked over the material you sent me. I am sure that such material makes those who have the problem of homosexuality feel better about it.

The psychiatrist deals continually with rationalization; each patient that he sees would prefer to prove that the product of his past mental approaches to the world must represent how the world actually is.

I think I can say without equivocation that the respective testicular and ovarian hormones know nothing about such side issues of human civilization, and that basically what neither of these hormones need in a love relationship is more of the same which they already have.

No one better than a psychiatrist knows how difficult is the task whereby humans become civilized, and no one any better than a psychiatrist can think upon the proposition that a human adaptation in which normal relationships with one-half of the human kind are avoided can in any sense be called mature adjustment.

This does not mean, that by one route or another, the human animal, subjected to the civilizing process, so turns out that one-half of the human race is undesirable at the intimate level, and that, that, therefore, energies are devoted to maximizing the relations with one of one's own kind. J. Victor Monke, Ph.D., M.D. Beverly Hills, California

Dear Sir: On June 18 you wrote acknowledging a record I sent you. Several years ago I got a pen-friend in the West Indies through

legitimate pen-pal organization. In the last couple of years or so we have not corresponded regularly, but while we were corresponding with each other more frequently, I learned from him something of

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