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bar," he says. Boulanger told the bar owner that his action was illegal and convinced him that he had no intention of infecting anyone. "1 was greatly insulted," he says. But even though he could go to the bar, Boulanger noticed that some acquaintances started avoiding him. "They are just having a good time. They don't want to deal with it," he says.

OME PEOPLE with AIDS have run into more serious discrimination. According to Bob Mitchell, some have difficulty finding housing, and some have lost their jobs. Employers claim they are concerned~bout liability and insurance.

Cooperating with The AIDS Project, several church <¥ganizations are supporting people"with AIDS and trying to educate'the public about the disease so that people will act according to reason rather than fear. Protestant, Catholic, and Jewish congregations have devoted energy and funds to the effort.

However, some fundamentalist religious organizations consider AIDS to be a punishment inflicted by God on homosexuals - an attitude that condones discrimination and discourages positive action against the disease. Frances P~abody received a letter and tape recording from a fundamentalist organization - a package she said others also have received. The message condemned homosexuality as sinful. "The people who are doing this are ministers, and they are supposed to be leaders," she says. "When I wrote and answered that, I said, 'You call yourselves Christians, but you're not the kind of Christian that I call Christian.' ... I think they are despicable."

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ROM WHAT I've read, financial writers seem to have no memory of what happened in 1987 before October 19th. Retrospectives of last year begin and end with Black Monday, condensing 365 days of monetary goodies into one perfectly miserable 6.5-hour period. There's no denying that a 508-point drop in one trading session has significance - it does - but there was more to 1987 than. just the October correction. Nineteen Eighty-Seven was really a pretty good year.

The 1987 stock market had a better kick-off than any other year in history. The Dow Jones Industrial Average rose in each of 11 consecutive sessions during the first two weeks of January, pulling ahead of 1986's close by nearly 10 percent. On Friday, January 23, 1987, the Dow experienced a 152-point swing that was blamed on program trading. Investors, however, looked upon this particular day as a cause for excitement rather than concern. By the end of 1987's first quarter, the market had resumed its upward path and closed at 2335.80, up 23 percent for the year so far. Although the dollar was poised for a fall, investor optimism bounded ahead.

In spite of early rumblings about bad times to come, the second quarter saw the Dow rise again, finishing up about 3.5 percent over the previous quarter when Congress began wrangling with the budget and proposed takeover legislation was designed to put a damper on any future Boesky's.

Just when most market watchers expected the lazy, hazy days of summer to slow things down, the Dow burst through the previously accepted resistance level of 2500 on Bank of Boston Bank of New England Central ME Power Consumers Water Data General Digital Equipment Great Northern Hannaford Bros. International Paper Maxaxam Mid-Maine Savings One Bancorp People's Heritage Service Merchandise UNUM Ventrex 38

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After a few encouraging weeks in December, the wizards of Wall Street were looking for at least a partial recovery into early 1988. But before we all jump back in with both feet, I'd dangle a toe or two to test the waters and look for reasonable alternatives to "hot stocks."

Municipal Bonds are taking a bad rap these days for no convincing reasons. Firms closing their Muni desks had problems with their trades, not the bonds. At this moment, Muni Bonds are the only true remaining tax shelter besides a few life insurance products. Even though the face interest rates look low, a 6-percent Muni is the equivalent of a 9-percent taxable investment. Unless you prefer paying U nele Sam, Maine Municipals deserve close attention.

Elsewhere on the local front, Maine stocks are for the most part behaving nicely. Hannaford Bros. expects to report 1 billion dollars in 1987 sales and hopes to double that figure by 1990 ... it's a good buy in the mid-thirties. The One Bancorp regained some lost ground on the strength of a brokerage firm recommendation and a related Barron's article. The only laggard, UNUM, continues to suffer from news of the insurance company's financial woes.

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Continued from page 39 a book written by her daughter, Barbara Peabody, about the battle she and her son, Peter Vom Lehn, fought with AIDS. A dramatic, black-and-white photograph of Vom Lehn is propped on the mantelpiece beneath the portrait of a family ancestor. A copy of John Boswell's book, Christianity, Social Tolerance, and Homosexuality, also lies on the table. .

Commenting on Boswell's book, Peabody says that in the past, many societies have accepted homosexuality. Like Boulanger, she does not believe that sexual orientation is a matter of choice, but that some people are born gay. Furthermore she points out that some of the world's most talented people havct>een gay. "Wouldn't this world be poorer without Leonardo Da Vinci?" she asks. "Like any ot~r group in our society there aretH6se who are less desirable, but so many of these people are very superior ... I feel the culrural part of our civilization today is going to suffer horribly, becawie so many of these men are very young to die."

It was probably just by chance that the gay community in the United States became a testing ground for AIDS. The disease is rampant in the heterosexual populations of Africa and Haiti. And in this country it has entered into the population at large. "This virus does not discriminate," says Dr. Bach, speaking at a conference on AIDS. About six percent of current AIDS patients in the United States are women, and in Maine, at least one woman and child are infected with the virus.

Mitchell predicts that teenagers and young adults will be the next group to be attacked. "It's going to be explosive, I think," he says. "AIDS is the kind of tragedy that will over the next five years be touching everyone. Either someone you know, someone in your family, or someone you work with will have AIDS ... How would you res pond if these things happened to you?"

Vicki Adams is a newspaper journalist, formerly with the York County Coast Star, who has won national awards for her feature reporting .

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AIN WAS running from the nose of the gargoyle that constituted the sign for Gargoyle Books. It was a dreary winter day, of just the sort that delights booksellers, for it drives the customers off the street into the store, where they may buy something.

Portland has its share of dreary

Louise had a policy that if someone found a bookmark, or anything else in a book they intended to buy, it belonged to the purchaser. This might range from a refined love note to a greasy strip of bacon.

But this was different; this was a one hundred dollar bill!

That sum to an up-and-coming lawyer may not seem like much an hour's income - but to a starving historian it was a two-weeks' fortune. However, he knew that Louise herself was struggling even though· her business kept increasing little by little. Her rent, here on Gissing Street, on the fringe of the Old Port, was leaping ahead of her. Soon she would have to do something, either move or give up the store.

He did not tell her immediately what he had found. Instead he approached it obliquely. "Louise," he said in his usual low monotone, he kept his excitement suppressed so she would not guess anything was amiss, "do you remember where you . got this book?" "Hmmm, let me see." She took the book from him and looked at her code in the front of the book. "Yes, I bought that from David Greenaway about two months ago; he brought in a box of very miscellaneous stuff and I bought it aU. _Why, is some-

days, which makes bookselling a middling good trade, even though the incursion of electronic amusements is taking its toll. The sight of the steady stream of customers going in and out of the Happy Times Video Shoppe caused Louise Baum, proprietor of the Gargoyle, to sigh a great sigh which startled two of the three customers who were in the bookshop.

The third client had found something so extraordinary that he did not hear the sigh. He had found a bookmark in a Beacon paperback entitled Inner Asian Frontiers of China. The book sold for only $2.95 when Beacon published it in 1962. Now it was for sale for half that price. He wasn't sure whether it was the price, or the bright yellow, black and white cover that attracted him. Actually, it was the name of the author, Owen Lattimore. He knew something about Lattimore, that he had been somehow besmirched by McCarthy and his cohorts or some gang of witch hunters back in the late Forties or early Fifties, he wasn't quite sure which. But the name, printed in modest black, glowed at him like neon.

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David Greenaway, David Greenaway - the very person who had beaten him out of a job at Maine Historical. He knew Greenaway hadn't lasted long there, some question as to who would be boss of the archival material, methods of handling geneaologists, something to that effect. He knew now that his rival was as poor or poorer than he was - especially if he h~~tto sell the books he needed for his dissertation on borderlands. It had been a pretentious train of thought of Greenaway, comparing Maine to Mongolia.

Louise interrupted his musings, "Geoffrey, is something wrong?" "No, Louise, it looks a~ if something is right. Look what I found in the book." He held out the one hundred dollar bilL"God," she said,~:;:t's been a while ~ ..,

since I've seen on~C5f those!" "Then it's yours?" "No, I didn't put it there, 1 put all my hundreds in the bank - 1 have so many, as you know," she said ironically. "\X/ell, it sure must belong to David; then could you call him?" "I think he had his phone taken out after Joan and the kids left, but I do think he gave me a neighbor's phone number. I'll ring him up."

There was a long pause as the phone rang and finally was answered. As Louise spoke into the o YOU suppose . . someone IS USIng your store as a drop for some illegal activity?" "It's almost enough to make one go through all the books, but I'm not about to do that; the books wouldn't like that."

For several minutes they silently thought of a simple solution to this mysterious appearance in their midst. Finally he said to her: "Why don't I spend the money here; then we will both benefit. I will get the books 1 need for my novel, you will . have a handsome profit, and we both will have solved this to our mutual satisfaction. We will just say the hand of God touched us today."

phone, Geoffrey mused on all the things he could buy with the bill. First of all, the books he wanted, then a good meal at Hu Shang, then a decent pipe and a tin of Amphora, and if there was anything left he'd buy a nice bottle of Mouton Cadet.

Louise's voice broke his train of thought. "It wasn't David's. He said as much as he could use it, he hasn't seen a hundred in six years and he only had that book for three, so I guess it's all yours."

"Yes, that seems an honest way out; pick out your books and I'll add them up."

He chose them carefully, with a genuine knowledge and care for older books. They seemed to repay him by easily slipping out of the bookcases and into his hands as if they rightfully belonged there. He knew that with this selection he could readily cOI11plete his research and write the novel that would bring a needed paycheck and a modicum of fame. He was so happy picking out the books that he didn't notice the other customers, and once or twice had to suppress the urge to whistle.

At last he had a stack of fourteen books that came to just under $100.00 With the change and five dollars he had brought with him, he could get an order of beef 10 mein and a Kirin beer at Hu Shang to celebrate. Ms. Baum packed the books carefully in two large shopping bags which he could carry awkwardly but successfully in the short walk to his bedsitter two streets over.

Just as he was walking out of the bookstore he noticed a customer, a dapper, white-haired old man. He thought he heard the old man say to Louise, "00 you have anything by Owen Lattimore? I could swear I saw something in there last week."

Then the door closed.

Books courtesy of Allen Scott Books, Dana Street, Portland.