6/6/2023 0 Comments Dyke Ideas by Joyce TrebilcotYou had been admitted to Zeta Tau Alpha, an elite Cal sorority *, but your parents wouldn't let you live there instead you were kept virtually under house arrest. They-particularly your mother-never let you forget it. They searched their consciences and, having decided that scandal was even worse than mortal sin, they paid the necessarily extravagant sum for a professional but illegal abortion. Your parents, of course, were devastated. And no wonder! You told me that you were raised a Roman Catholic and that you had been made pregnant while still in high school (you didn't want to talk about how or by whom). But you were as emotionally chaotic (your word) as you were intellectually brilliant. That really turned me on-I'd always been attracted to my intellectual or creative superiors. They were rather older than either of us-one was older than both of us put together! Berkeley Philosophy Department's fiendishly difficult Symbolic Logic seminar, for which you corrected the papers of mostly male grad students. At nineteen you were so scintillatingly brilliant that, though still an undergraduate, you were the reader for the U. Of course, you were not not the first girl with whom I made love, but you were the first with whom I had an extended, intimate and loving relationship. If I had known that someday you would be one of America's foremost lesbian scholars. You, dear Joyce, were my very first lover. Debussy: Prélude À L'Après-Midi D'un Faune New Philharmonia, Pierre Boulez, cond.
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