ABSTRACT
"It was so wonderful,” said our hostess happily—the bright-eyed girl, in the yellow velvet hostess skirt, near the punch bowl. She’d been to a performance by the Becks’ Living Theater that afternoon. “The girls were scared but it only took a minute. He spoke to them twice and right away they were up on their feet and out in the aisles. Completely into it—free, being what they wanted to be. It’s the future, really. They adored it!"
