Tag Archives: 57 Chevy

We’d always end up at the Jib at Toes. It was a Hub where Surfers and Beach Bunnies hooked up and made dates.

Posted on March 21, 2014 by saffronsrule

August 17, 1964, Monday. Took Billee and Preston to the show Lauri and I took my sister Donna and her friend Teri surfing, then drove to her beach … Station 2 at the Santa Monica Pier. I looked so ugly … Continue reading →

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I’m not interested in the rich boy at the estate across the street. Hope he doesn’t bug me.

Posted on October 26, 2013 by saffronsrule

April 6, 1964, Monday. Ditched School Made my mind up, I wasn’t going to school today. Got up late, got dressed and left the house at 10:30, but didn’t go to school, instead went to Shelia’s. She’s pretty fat and … Continue reading →

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Donna and I got in a big fight over who would get the big bathroom. Had to flip a coin. She won.

Posted on September 28, 2013 by saffronsrule

March 5, 1964, Thursday. Preston’s fourth Birthday. Wish Howard would call. I want to be with him every minute. Press is four today. He got a wagon and some other toys. Mom had to take me to school, in the … Continue reading →