Last night I went over to Park Slope to visit Avis. She and I sat in the kitchen, sharing an omelet and Perrier water, and talked for hours, just as we did in the old days. Justin, her roommate, joined us later; he’s a very sweet guy. We told each other about our homosexual feelings.
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Just getting older seems to help. I am still insecure, but I no longer worry so much about things which used to bother the hell out of me. I don’t much care if people don’t like me. I’m not as afraid to express my opinion. I don’t worry as much about making a good impression.
A 27-year-old guy from Queens, George Willig, climbed the towers of the World Trade Center. He’s a mountain climber who did it by using a device of his own making, saying he had been obsessed with the idea for a year. And in four hours, he succeeded, thrilling the entire city.