"A pretty girl named Phoebe liked to line up all her classmates on the playground and go down the line saying, "You're my first best friend, you're my second best friend," and so on. I was always her two-hundredth best friend, dead last, though I had gone out of my way to be friendly with her. One day, I presented her with a valuable African coin from my collection, and she glanced at it and shuddered. "I don't want that. You touched it," she said. ""If I accepted, I'd be know forever after as a girl who took money off a leper. No man would ever touch me. I'd be obliged to leave Sioux Falls and go to Minneapolis and lead the lonely life of a cashier in a cafeteria and live in a room over a drugstore and spend my evenings reading movie magazines and I'd become a withered spinster in a print dress smelling of lilac talcum, with my big watery eyes behind my pop-bottle glasses, taking vacation tours of the Black Hills on a bus." from _Buddy the Leper_ by Garrison Keillor movie magazines? paul. _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com