dressing as I pleased when I pleased; turning a rather vivid imagination loose to ramble the fertile fields. of transvestism at will; pleading for the female within me to partake of the freedom of solitude: these golden days are gone. Now I am returned to the one of whom I hadn't even time to waste a tear during the hours and weeks I was surrounded in femininity.

My first letter to you was written as I embarked on this great adventure not knowing what to expect. You helped me. You removed the shame; taught me

to look for meaning in my desires. This I did and through you I begin to know what is in me. It is the beginning of a long, long road. Someday, I hope, we will meet at the end of that road.

Some Please do not

One of the few transvestic joys of my present state is the study of the pages of my collection of "our" magazine. And this is why I write you. things of which you write disturbe me. permit the petulance of rude individuals to enter into your consideration of the past, present or future of your work. After lengthy experience in the "cause, I am hopeful that you are aware that there are those who simply cannot be pleased!

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Working in the world of entertainment, I am ab- undantly aware of this truth. But (and, this is most important) if what you are doing has the effect that I try to convey above on many, how can the petty com- plaints of a few selfish malcontents cause you so much obvious consternation?

When (and if) I discover things about which to complain, I will because I want this "cause" to ad- vance, I want TVia to live. I want so very much to help and it seems to me one of the best ways to do that is to maintain a vigil on your morale, Virginia dear.

I am your friend. I am deeply in your debt. I am sure you know there are many, many more like me. Think of us when the unreasonable detractors get you down.

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