Monthly Archives: September 2013

Big fight tonight. Sonny Liston lost to Cassius Clay

February 25, 1964, Tuesday, Saffron Club night.  I’m stoked on Bob Mc Night.  He called.  He’s so Bitchen. Drive to school.   Marilyn didn’t go.  School was a drag.  After school most of the girls went in for modeling tryouts. … Continue reading

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Only interested in meeting cute boys, I don’t know how to ski. I don’t think I will learn either, I don’t want to get wrecked.

February 24, 1964, Monday, Howard hasn’t called in a week. Can’t wait until Saturday. Going to meet someone better. (Wish he would call.) Drove to school, it was such a drag, until Edna thought of going to the snow. I … Continue reading

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Before Marina Del Rey Breakwater was built, Toe’s Beach was a surfing Mecca.

February 23, 1964, Sunday, Everyone thinks I’m engaged because of a ring Daddy found. Fun day, but, Howard didn’t call Woke up early, so I could go to the the beach. Lauri called so went with her to Toes. We … Continue reading

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So all night we drove on the freeway and listened to the radio and talked about what it was like being in the Marines.

February 22, 1964, Saturday, Wasted day and night. Miss Howard. Mad day. Drove to the beach with Bonnie. Saw Bryan on his motorcycle. He wouldn’t take me for a ride. Howard wasn’t there. In fact no one good was there. … Continue reading

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When there was nothing else to do, we could always go up on the roof and gossip.

February 21, 1964, Friday, I’ll see Howard at the beach tomorrow. How should I act…Boring day. Drove to school. Day seemed to go so slow. Talked about Shelia a lot. After school, drove Marilyn to Dale’s, (her boyfriend.) Then went … Continue reading

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Guess I must be the only prude in the crowd. Guess that’s why Howard doesn’t like me

February 19, 1964, Wednesday, Scared day. I guess we’re through again. Went to the beach. I still love him. Drove to school. When I got there I got the shock of my life. Bonnie told me Laurie Chudnoff’s dad committed … Continue reading

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Cried myself to sleep listening to Roy Orbinson singing, “Crying.”

February 17, 1964, Monday, (Howard doesn’t like me anymore.) Went to school, so sad, I don’t think he likes me anymore. He hasn’t called. Went to Nana’s house this morning cause I was late to school. Stayed till 10:00, than … Continue reading

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Kids from up and down the coast heard about my open party and crashed it.

February 16, 1964, Sunday, Please Howard don’t hurt me. Uncertain day. Couldn’t decide if I should go to the beach or not. Felt real good. But, didn’t feel like doing my hair. Mom and Dad took Preston to San Juan … Continue reading

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Drove the T-Bird to Fosters and to the Saffron meeting. Everyone seems to think we are rich.

February 18, 1964, Tuesday, Club Night, Sad but pretty fun. Cried. Drove to school. Took Marilyn. Was late, but snuck in. First day of Sophomore Gym. HATED IT. Did Pantomime in Drama, it wasn’t right, have to do it again … Continue reading

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According to my 1964 Diary, If you weren’t in a club, you were a nobody at Culver High

February 15, 1964, Saturday, Well Day, Howard was cold to me Felt better. Got dressed. Marilyn Collier called. Heard all the rumors. They say Shelia is pregnant. I don’t believe it. Larry Long and Charlotte Tarzy are going steady. I … Continue reading

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