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club and I have actually managed to play 6 times so far this year. Of course with my single minded in- tensity when I do play it, I really do it, seldom being satisfied with only 18 holes--its usually 36 and one time it was 48.

Strange how most of us will try to pretend that everything is just fine and actually delude ourselves into believing it. My wife did just that. With the children (we now have 2 girls and a boy) and all the work of building our business she never got around to finding out how I was making out with my femininity. I was still sneaking occasions when possible but they were few and far between. But I began to make friends and to better understand myself. The first of these was a girl named Lou who came to work for us. She was a very nice and attractive girl and we got well acquainted. One night, after we had worked late in the store and because we were rather out in the coun- try I was driving her home, an opportunity arose to tell her about Diana. It took about 10 such trips to finish the job but when it had all been told she accepted it because she realized how important Diana was to me. When my birthday came, she gave me a pack- age to be opened when by myself. I did so and found a nice slip with a note which said in part--"to a very nice person--girl and all." I burst into tears at this token of generosity and acceptance. Tho she no longer works for us she remains a good friend and I see her several times a year.

Next, I saw an ad for high heeled shoes in some publication. I wrote to the party and received a reply which ripened into a correspondence. The shoes themselves were all the exotic type and by this stage of my life I had grown enough mentally that I wasn't interested in being a chorus girl anymore. I had given away my satin dresses at least 4 years previ- ously. So I didn't get the shoes but I did have the correspondence with an understanding friend, He let me know that there were others like myself and one day said that he was going to send me a publication

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