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I said, "thanks, Ray, that will do fine." And took the glass. I thought at the time, I wonder why he did not offer me a glass of beer instead. Was it because one does not normally offer a glass of beer to a woman? A- nother instance, which has occurred several times is that women will discuss with me problems such as children's career, or some woman on the P.T. A. whom they detest.

They suddenly say, "you know, I can never discuss with my husband hald the things I tell you, isn't it strange?"

I pass it off by saying perhaps it is just because I am a good listener.

One final example- A group of men and women, about five of each happened to be gathered at the same house. The men had met to go on a hunting party, me included, and the women were going into town. We had had coffee and the men gradually slipped out one by one to tinker with the two trucks and get the gear loaded. I remained sitting in a circle of women, quite conspicuous in my blue jeans and red hunting shirt. The talk I remember revolved around make-up and various brands of nylons. I didn't speak a word during this time. After some fifteen minutes had elapsed one of the men came back in.

What's going on here?" he asked with mock severity seeing all the women and myself, seated in a circle.

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"Just woman talk, retored one of the women.

"Well what is he doing there then", the man asked gesturing towards me? There was a sudden halt in the conversation. Everyone looked at me and I felt a little embarrassed.

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"Oh we never noticed him sitting there. Said another of the girls. The conclave more or less broke up then but it gave me more fuel to add to my thoughts regarding my chameleon like personality which apparently blends itself so well with a feminine atmosphere.

Perhaps it is all wishful thinking but these incidents repeat themselves time after time and somehow I feel very happy about them.

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Madeline.