Monthly Archives: September 2013

Sick again, Nana gave me some pills to sleep. Something she takes. It helped, but I woke up in pain. Why must I always get sick?

February 2, 1964, Sick day. God don’t let me be sick this week! Felt sick today. So worried I’ll be too sick to go out with Howard next week. I’ll kill myself if I can’t. I threw up. Stayed in … Continue reading

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I might have let Howard do anything. One thing for sure is I’ll never wear a skirt again.

February 1, 1964, Bitchen Night! I love him too much, I’m worried. Didn’t do anything all day. In fact I felt sick. I ironed 20 blouses. Picked up my sister Donna and her friends Teri and Linda at Teri’s house … Continue reading

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If Mommy stops me from going out with Howard I will make her pay!

January 31, 1964, Friday, Boring Night Mommy took me to school. Most of my friend’s stayed home. We didn’t do anything all day cause it was the last day of the semester. Drew “Murphy pictures,” of all my friends on … Continue reading

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I’m soooo scared, cause I don’t know how to dance like those Westchester kids. They are so dirty.

January 30, 1964 Boring Day, Peroxided my sister Donna’s hair. Boring day at school, didn’t do anything cause finals are over. Just talked. I feel sorry for Janice, I don’t think anyone is going to her party. Howard has to … Continue reading

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I don’t know how to dance like the kid’s at Westchester High.

January 28, 1964, Tuesday. Hard day, tired, no Saffron meeting, Finals. Drove to school, took Marilyn and Vera. The American Lit final was sooooo hard. After school went to Lauri’s. Made tuna sandwiches and then fell asleep. Bought two Supremes, … Continue reading

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