Night Ladies

Here's an interesting little piece (get it? get it?) about the encounters of writers with prostitutes and the effects on their careers http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/06/14/RVF91830P3.DTL. Largely (get it?) they were impressed by the young ladies. I've had conversations with people on and off over the years about legalizing the sex trade here. For the most part, the guys seem to be all for it. Maybe that's just bluff--in the end, they'd probably be cowed by their wives into voting against it. I know lots of prostitution stories and one of them points to this. A guy about twenty years older than me played semi-pro baseball in La Grange once and was "introduced" to the Chicken Ranch by Sheriff Jim, himself. The sheriff wanted these out of town boys to limit their business to the working girls, leaving the local talent alone. Apparently, the going rate in the early 1950s was three (3) dollars. My friend said that at that price and while getting paid $200 a month to do nothing but play baseball, he "couldn't afford not to go to the Chicken Ranch at least once a day."

Those were the days.