Years ago, during Gail and Marash Girl's visit with cousin Garbis Dagermenjian in Beirut, Lebanon, the three were to meet in the central square in front of the post office. Gail and Marash Girl were early, so rather than pace up and down in front of the post office (which they felt would be unbecoming of young ladies), they sat on the post office steps awaiting Garbis' arrival.
Garbis arrived soon after the appointed time, but his face was red with fury! "Whatever was the matter?" the girls wondered.
As Garbis soon explained, the post office steps were, in fact, the place where the local prostitutes sat awaiting their customers. How would two young and innocent American girls ever even guess at that reality?