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that has banked everything on just one case...and you can't get much higher authority than that.

Now it seems to me that the TV, by virtue of his ability to phantasize, would qualify as some- thing of a romantic a dreamer a person, who, -

if he dares - could stake his soul on a single roll of them spotted cubes. It also is quite likely that he isn't quite sure what he's going to do if he wins. So change that argument, Susanna. Erect all the arguments you can against the proposition of marriage --cite all the bad cases you can think of--but don't close that door, because there are some of us who have Made It. I only know one other TV couple well and several more casually. But on the basis of what I've seen, a TV marriage stands as much chance as any other. Maybe more--because once that girl acc- epts the TVism, the chances are high that the marri- age will weather the lesser storms.

Marriage is a sharing--a mutual admiration soc- iety, a world of two and only two people--against the rest of the world--all the platitudes apply.

Every married TV knows the frustration, the hopelessness, the despair, the countless tears that go into the seemingly endless task of convincing and converting his wife. How enviable the single TV ac- quaintance who can say--"Why I dress every night when I get home--I spend only the time I have to work in masculine clothing-" Is that what it's all about? Then I feel sorry for this person who can never know the absolute thrill of coming home after one of Those Days--to find your wife has drawn a hot tub with the good bath salts and has your favor- ite gown laid out for you and you ask--What? Why? -- and she says quietly, "I thought you would like it. Never mind that she has (and believe me, this story is true--) already that same day, coped with one case of Mumps, one broken arm (different kid), one frozen water line, a gas stove explosion (minor damage for- tunately), and had her own work day fragmentized by