May 15, 1964, Friday. Bitchen night. Broke up with Howard two months ago.

After school I cleaned the house for Mom. Set my hair and got all ready for Dave to come over. He called at 9:30 and said he couldn’t get his car. He told me to come to the JB’s house. I decided to go because I didn’t want a fight. He was real sweet. He asked me to pick up Pam at the Culver Show. I made a fool out of myself trying to find her. Told the ticket guy, I was looking for my sister. He let me in and I went up and down the isle’s looking for her. Finally found her in the balcony. We got to Jerry’s, Dave looked so bitchen. He got his senior pictures. Said he’d give me a big one. We only stayed two hours. We “made-out” all night. My Stirup pants split and Pam’s zipper broke. Dave really acted like he liked me. Got home at 12:30.

The Culver Theater was built in 1945 and catered to young Servicemen and their families after WWll.   By the time Baby Boomers reached their teen’s in the 1960s, the theater became a favorite hangout and the balcony was the place to sit with your main squeeze, so you could make-out during the show.

Stirup pants with flat’s or boots became the rage during 1964.

I don’t know if I was getting fat or what, but it sure was embarrassing when I split my Stirup pants while on a date with Dave Kendal.  But, Pam was skinny and her zipper broke as well, making the whole thing pretty hilarious.