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by TV's...her only complaint is that Sally just was won't learn to take care of her clothes (as a girl should)... Sally just smiles at Lorelei and states that Sally feels like a lady of leisure and besides, Lorelei does such a beautiful job of ironing that Sally would feel ashamed even to try her hand at the iron. Shortly after that week-end I had the opportunity to visit Texas (on business) but naturally managed to squeeze a marvellous TV evening at Sally's with the added joy of meeting Julie who drops a long stretch just for the occasion. The TV yakketty-yak went on (as you can well imagine) until the wee hours of the morning. That evening made the whole long trip to Texas really worth while.

There was an old dilapidated barn at Casa Susanna. It is now becoming (after being fully renovated) a po- tential entertainmert hall. Incredible though it sounds for a TV hideaway, the first item of entertainment to make it's appearance at the barn was (excuse the ex- pression) a pool table. Not a very lady-like vehicle for fun...but we must admit we've had many a pleasant afternoon shooting pool on high heels. Right Sally? We've also proven this summer that to take TV pictures it isn't always necessary to stand in front of the camera making believe we are some sort of Rita Hayworth or Elizabeth Taylor...we decided to register on film the healthy expression of fun and joy that pervades a TV gathering, and one afternoon five TV's gathered on the lawn in front of the country house to take funny pix...One of them shows 3 TV's dumping a fourth one into a garbage can...another portrays a jealousy scene in which one TV is stabbed with a pitchfork by her sister TV while the others look on with horror...or again there's a volley ball game in progress...plus shots candid camera style...unposed and unexpected... these show the TV as she really looks to others. An extremely profitable exercise to spot one's weak points...I promise to send some of these most unconventional shots as soon as a certain TV friend of mine sends me the copies she promised...I'm sure Virginia would not ob- ject to printing them as part of TV fun.

We've also discovered a little place some 5 miles away from the resort (bar-pizza combination) owned by