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the street. That was a very great experience really. I suppose it did more to make me truly at ease with everybody and fully democratic in my feeling about the roughest kind of people than anything else I ever did. They didn't look too elegant and refined, but they were just as nice as anybody else and just as good as anybody else. The roughest looking men would defend you if anybody started to get gay with you.

That was another thing that was very interesting. If there was the least bit of anybody starting to get gay - “Come out and have a beer with me sister” - there would always be some nice man, equally rough looking, who would say, “Put that bloke down. These are decent girls.”

You got that feeling that all over the USA, probably, and certainly in the rougher spots, there were people who were always very good, really. It was a great experience.

Then, of course, there were the parades. The parades are what most people remember. There was an awful lot of work that went before those parades. One of my jobs was to go around and get people to sign up to walk in the parades. I suppose every young person, everybody in the suffrage movement, was given an area, either geographic, social, telephone book, or professional, to canvass. Of course, when they finally got them they tried to get them to walk