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A third group of panel presentations came next and about half way through these, I left the meeting to drive uptown to see my electrologist, Paula. She was between appointments, so we sat down and I told her what I had been doing that day at the symposium. Our time passed swiftly and in what seemed like minutes, an hour had elapsed, her next patient arrived and I went back to meet Peggy for dinner. Unfortunately, the scheduled groups that were to meet after the panels had been can- celled and everybody had already left. On my own, I went back uptown, located a small restaurant and had dinner by myself.

At about 7:30 to 8:00 p.m. I arrived back at the Center for the even- ings activities. Quite a number of the professionals had come back also to see how the gay group entertained themselves and were joined by a large group of gay individuals who had come in to see how the sym- posium had turned out and how much had been accomplished. A puppet show was first up, put on by lesbians, who had put a lot of work into it. The show summarized very well the entire days thoughts. The next bit of “entertainment” was by extreme lesbians and womens radical lib group in skits about how the women in society were put down, etc. etc. While they had undoubtedly put quite a bit of effort and thought into their acts, it was my impression that it was an “overkill" type of presentation; language was horrible, dress was just as bad and their physical actions during the show were just plain pornography. Kuhula was the final for entertainment, and she made up for all of the ugly stuff that had pre- ceded her. She sang mostly contemporary freedom and rock songs and accommpanied herself with a guitar. Out of sight.

When we finally let Kuhula stop singing, dancing began, little groups of friends gathered together talking over the days activities and the people who had come to the symposium seemed to agree that all had gone quite well. The rest of the evening was to include a tour of the gay bars in the immediate vicinity. However, as Peggy had had quite a tiring week in preparing for the symposium and had been a moderator of one of the rap groups, she opted to head for home and bed. Before she could leave, I requested and was able to take a couple of pictures of our group, with the exception of Kim who had somehow disappeared after Kuhula's finale. Peggy and I then exchanged shots of each other with my camera, and then were able to leave.

Her vehicle was some distance away and mine quite close so I offered to give her a lift to her parking site. While we were walking to my pick- up, we decided to stop into a straight bar uptown for a tall cool one and

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