Dear Editor"

LETTERS

Dear Virginia & Mary:

It hardly seems possible that another year has rolled by so rapidly. I just know it can't have been more than two or three months ago when I sent my FPE dues for 1973. But I checked and my calendar also says January 1974. Phooey!

In fact, a week from today I will be 54-and I resent it too! I guess be- cause-principally-that there was so much that I expected to do with my life. Susan's life, that is, that will probably never happen. Oh, I am reason- ably reconciled to it, but I will never be happy about it. No way, now!

Don't interpret me as bitter, Ginny. I am, on occasion, but not gen- erally so. Frequently depressed, yes. Far too frequently for my overall well- being, I know. But I control it as best I can. My emotional resources should have been depleted long ago-somehow they continue to suffice. I no longer wonder how this is true as much as I wonder why it is possible for such long term stresses to endure without something breaking. Per- haps FP's are an even more peculiar breed than I thought!

A money order for my dues is enclosed. I hope the membership con- tinues to grow despite the losses of those who drift away to the fringe organizations that cater to the (to me) less palatable expressions of sexual divertisement/gender identification. To each his own-but please include me out of the wilder aspects that some seem to find so entrancing. I'm too conservative, too square-too much of a lady! I guess you knew all of that latter anyway-didn't you?

Life up here in Maine is lonely insofar as contact with other FP's is

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