know too, if he wants to express this part of himself sometimes then why should we care." So it goes to show that the Danes are tolerant people and that even wives' parents can be objective and helpful.

This evening they had arranged for me to speak to a homosexual club. I did and it went over well and brought forth a lot of questions. HS people have as much trouble as straights in understanding that there is some reason for dressing other than seeking a sexual partner.

WEDNESDAY: Todays event was a lecture at the Rigs Hospital to the psychologists and psychiatrists. They showed even more than ordinary interest. When I tried to throw the floor open for questions, the Department Chief said, "No, it is not important what we think. We would rather hear more of your views." This was a great contrast to some American groups who, as physicians, think that they are the only ones who can know anything about areas such as FPia and that one "inside of the pattern" can't be objective about it. Anita and Erna dressed and Jan as a man went with me so that collectively we presented a new experience to them. That night we had another big get together at Ernas house with her marvelous mother cooking everything in sight and her Dad urging 2nds and 3rds on everyone wonderful people. We met and interviewed (Erna and I) a new sister from Holland and her wife. So with Dutch, Finnish, Norwegian, Swedish, and an Ameri- can FP present it was an international evening.

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THURSDAY: I was taken this evening to the famous Tivoli Gardens for dinner and then to a performance with that famous Dane, Victor Borge. In his own home base to a bilingual audience he was at his best and his wit flowed thick and fast such as the gag about a friend of his "who was run over by a steam roller and who can now be visited in rooms 28, 29 and 30 at the hospital."

FRIDAY: Spent the day shopping with Jon and visiting some of the porno shops hoping to get the magazine in but without success. Had dinner with a little girl reporter who had been at the press conference and at the Homo club the night I talked. She was gay but she was inter- ested in my talk and invited me to dinner. She was small, young and rather cute. During the dinner I got one of my coughing spells and she tried to be helpful. Afterward as we were walking toward the taxis we were both amused to mention to each other that she had had an impulse to “mother” me during my coughing fit, and I admitted that I had impulses to be protective toward her. As she was a member not only of the lesbian community but also of Women's Lib and I had renounced

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