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special "situation" or even a "Party". We were like any bunch of women who had gone on a weekend trip to some resort. The secret lies in the fact that whereas an evening "party" at someones house

occasion to dress up, its special, and its only going to last about 4 hours and then all the finery comes off and Cinderella goes back to mopping floors--here it was life and living because it WENT ON for two days and a night (just as you always wanted it to).

I took a census of the 15 just out of curiosity. We ranged in age from 23 to 61, and we represented many occupations, sales- man, minister, lawyer, clerk, chemist, engineer, law student, radio commentator, railroad man, postal clerk, airline Captain, contractor and several others I can't remember. There were 6 Catholics, 6 Protestants, 1 Jew, and 2 Agnostics. In short, we were a pretty good cross section of the male population. It would have been a wonderful thing if some psychiatrists could have been there that weekend. He would have had his eyes opened--15 men all wearing dresses and the rest of the complete feminine array, just living, talking, eating and visiting with each other without sex entering in to it. Orthodox psychiatrists just don't have room for that sort of thing in their philosophy.

Sunday afternoon we had what under other conditions might reasonably have been called a bull session, but here it was defin- itely a hen session. I reviewed plans for the magazine and we had a long discussion of the legal difficulties I have been through. Then, as it began to get chilly we adjourned inside the Wigwam and talked for some time about the mechanics of Brming some sort of a national sorority. (As a result of these conversations, one in N.Y. and one in Calif. I plan to be able to present something in the way of a sorority organization to you in TVia #13). We had to rush out into the field to wave to Felicity as she flew over in her own plane (as John of course) on her way to the Airport--she had had to leave early to report for duty. Then back to the big house for Marie's wonderful Sunday dinner. About 8 P.M. we got started back for the city.

I had the pleasure of riding back in Susanna's and Marie's Volkswagon Combi and during the trip, Susanna related to me essen- tially the story told in her article just preceeding this one. I was bedded down for the night at their apartment and got up early, before anyone else, and took off for Washington as related in an-