This explains why I am planning to turn Casa Susanna-in the not too distant future-into a haven for hunters, skiers and vacationists with Susanna as the hostess. Let my brother retire-permanently.

Perhaps, years later, people will talk about that nice old lady named Susanna, but for the time being, let me stay away from the "old" category. I feel I still have quite a few years to be young . . . The future does look exciting and worth rushing to meet it. And now, a few quotations taken verbatim from children who have met a few TV's. (I'm not using real names as I don't want to offend the offenders.)

-Linda was really nice-wonder what her brother is like?

-I like Bob better than his sister... she is horrible.

-Boy, does she walk funny!

-Did you see all that goo on her face?

-What was the matter with her? She always looked sour. -You can tell right away she's a man.

As you can see, children can be pretty devastating in their remarks. And my advice as always, is: stay away from children if you cannot properly project the "girl-within".

And that's all for now . . . love to all from Susanna

PS. I hope you've noticed that "my" song made the Hit Parade. It's called "A boy named Sue."

PS No. 2: After re-reading this column it struck me that I did not clarify enough my reasons for wanting to "stay" Susanna more or less perma- nently. I made only one point: weariness of constant changing—and said that it was damaging to one's own mental and emotional stability. This of course does not apply to all TV's. It depends on the frequency of your changing. I have been doing it every single day for years and unlike the author of the article "The Miracle of Change" (TVia 56)—I've ceased feeling that fabulous thrill of the change itself. It's only fabulous in one direction: from HIM to HER. But the reverse from HER to HIM, is becoming more and more painful. It actually depresses me. It calls for an ever increasing effort of will. To be "him" constitutes now an actual ex- penditure of energy without a corresponding intake. So "he" means deple- tion. To be "her" is quite different. Energy seems to flow into me from all directions, and no matter what activity I engage in, I never seem to tire....... I seem to renew myself around every turn of the road as I go exploring a territory which has never been trodden by my spirit. I cannot speak of thrills, but of a peace and contentment that I find nowhere else.

A Note on Susanna's Column by Virginia.

Sue

I must say that I think this is one of the finest columns that Susanna,

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