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There
is
a
social
center
for
us
downtown
,
where
they
have
dances
for
us
every
week
and
see
to
it
that
junior
hostesses
are
on
hand
to
dance
with
,
and
senior
hostesses
to
make
sure
that
a
shy
boy
(
me
,
to
my
amazement
--
but
you
try
a
few
months
with
nothing
female
around
but
lady
jack
rabbits
)
gets
introduced
and
has
a
partner
's
feet
to
step
on
.
But
I
did
n't
go
to
the
social
center
that
first
pass
.
Mostly
I
stood
around
and
gawked
--
at
beautiful
buildings
,
at
display
windows
filled
with
all
manner
of
unnecessary
things
(
and
not
a
weapon
among
them
)
,
at
all
those
people
running
around
,
or
even
strolling
,
doing
exactly
as
they
pleased
and
no
two
of
them
dressed
alike
--
and
at
girls
.
Especially
at
girls
.
I
had
n't
realized
just
how
wonderful
they
were
.
Look
,
I
've
approved
of
girls
from
the
time
I
first
noticed
that
the
difference
was
more
than
just
that
they
dress
differently
.
So
far
as
I
remember
I
never
did
go
through
that
period
boys
are
supposed
to
go
through
when
they
know
that
girls
are
different
but
dislike
them
;
I
've
always
liked
girls
.
But
that
day
I
realized
that
I
had
long
been
taking
them
for
granted
.
Girls
are
simply
wonderful
.
Just
to
stand
on
a
corner
and
watch
them
going
past
is
delightful
.
They
do
n't
walk
.
At
least
not
what
we
do
when
we
walk
.
I
do
n't
know
how
to
describe
it
,
but
it
's
much
more
complex
and
utterly
delightful
.
They
do
n't
move
just
their
feet
;
everything
moves
and
in
different
directions
...
and
all
of
it
graceful
.
I
might
have
been
standing
there
yet
if
a
policeman
had
n't
come
by
.
He
sized
us
up
and
said
,
"
Howdy
,
boys
.
Enjoying
yourselves
?
"
I
quickly
read
the
ribbons
on
his
chest
and
was
impressed
.
"
Yes
,
sir
!
"
"
You
do
n't
have
to
say
'
sir
'
to
me
.
Not
much
to
do
here
.
Why
do
n't
you
go
to
the
hospitality
center
?
"
He
gave
us
the
address
,
pointed
the
direction
and
we
started
that
way
--
Pat
Leivy
,
"
Kitten
"
Smith
,
and
myself
.
He
called
after
us
,
"
Have
a
good
time
,
boys
...
and
stay
out
of
trouble
.
"
Which
was
exactly
what
Sergeant
Zim
had
said
to
us
as
we
climbed
into
the
shuttle
.
But
we
did
n't
go
there
.
Pat
Leivy
had
lived
in
Seattle
when
he
was
a
small
boy
and
wanted
to
take
a
look
at
his
old
home
town
.
He
had
money
and
offered
to
pay
our
shuttle
fares
if
we
would
go
with
him
.
I
did
n't
mind
and
it
was
all
right
;
shuttles
ran
every
twenty
minutes
and
our
passes
were
not
restricted
to
Vancouver
.
Smith
decided
to
go
along
,
too
.
