My best story is when I first set foot in gay venue, Austin's in the mid eighties. I was a bit anxious, and walked up and down Hope St for a good while before I went in. As soon as I entered the bar, a drag queen roared over at me, "Obviously a Roman Catholic!" Then she bought me a drink and calmed me down. I was later to learn this was Betty Hutton. I've heard all sorts of off-colour stories about Betty, but I won't hear a word against her.