luck there was a police car on the corner. Maybe some one watches over us, because all they did was pull up beside me and one of them shook his finger at me like I had been a naughty girl and drove on. Another time, out on the highway I ran into a police road block, but they just looked in my car and waved me on, I guess it was be- cause I was alone as the other cars they stopped had two people in them. That was two close calls in a year, but still I go out!!!

So, once again, I ask the question "Why must we go out?" Is it the thrills of passing, the thrill of having a gentleman hold a door open for you to pass through, the thrill of knowing that some young buck, who's looking for a date has his eye on you, or is it just an inner feeling that is something a little extra. All I know is that it's wonderful to be outside with the rest of the world. One FP asked me once, didn't I get scared when I thought of all the things that could happen. Scared is a mild word to use. I was more than scared the night of the road block and the night I ran the stop light. And I'm always scared when I first go out, scared stiff, but I still go. It's the same story every time. I put on my coat and pick up my purse and walk to the door, my tummy starts to get butterflies in it, my brain starts to tell me, something might happen, you might run into someone you know, and a hundred other warnings. But I still go. And after I'm out a couple min-

utes, the butterflies go away and my brain says, "Gee it's a wonder- ful world outside, for a girl to be in. Have yourself a good time and enjoy it, but remember 'Be careful' * Even though you know you can pass, be careful of your actions, and what you might say. Just never get so confident that you let your guard down.

I don't know if I've answered the question of why I go out, but I've told you that I must go. To me, and to many others, it's as strong as TVism itself.

So if you don't go out now, don't ever start, because while it's wonderful, it can also be dangerous. Don't ever let yourself be talked into going out by another FP who does. If you must go, it will come from inside of you, yourself. But if it does come, and you feel you must go, then think it over for a week or two. Are you ready to go out? Do you dress properly, or are your clothes too fancy for normal street wear? Do you make your face up proper- ly? I hate to say this, and don't mean to hurt anyone, but most FPs who stay indoors, either use way too much makeup, or none at all.

Are your actions good enough to pass outside? And after you-