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work, and other specialty shops together with gift shops, bars, res- taurants, curio shops, hotels, etc., scattered along Commerical Street. You could easily spend two or three days doing nothing but exploring them all.

The center of activity of the Fair is at the Crown and Anchor Hotel in the center of town. Here was the registration office, the hospitality room, the piano bar where everyone gathered at night, a pool and billiard room, a swimming pool and a large room at the rear where we had evening meals. Sleeping assignments were partly at this hotel, partly at the Oceans Inn down the street about a half mile and at Hargood House about a mile away. Perhaps some were billeted elsewhere but those were the three I knew about. I was put in Oceans Inn run by two charming gay boys who were very nice to me and to all our crowd whenever any of them stopped in. The rooms were in an old building in the back, very warm and comfortable and in front was the bar and a small restaurant. I really enjoyed my stay there.

Activities at the Fair involve two classes held each morning, a charm, dress, deportment, and general counselling session run by Paula, one of the New England girls who organized the course herself. She was kind enough to tell me that a lot of it came from my book on How to be a Woman Though Male. The other was taught by Elanda, another one of the group who had been a dancing teacher and there- fore was trying to teach her "students" a little about more feminine grace and body mechanics. I regret that I was not able to attend one of her classes, but there seemed something else required my attention every morning. We had a symposia in the Unitarian Church for the benefit of the participants but also of the townspeople. Ariadne Kane, who was the organizer and major domo of the Fair and of the Out- reach Foundation, Nancy Ledins who was the Coordinator of the Fair and a psychologist, and Virginia Prince, an old gal from the West who's been around for quite a time, were the speakers. We tried to deal with the subject of cross-dressing and androgeny for the enlightenment of those who attended and from the comments after- ward I guess we succeeded pretty well. After the talks we adjourned to the basement of the church where we had a pot luck dinner pre- pared by an old friend whom I had not seen in ten years or so, Irene of Montreal and her assistants. This symposia was placarded all over town in all the shops, and in the beauty shop, where I went for a hair do after wandering around in the rain in New York only to emerge from

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