Tag Archives: Beach

The Supremes “Come See About Me,” was my song, while waiting for Howard to come back to me

March 23, 1964, Monday. Busy Day. Leaving for Crestline Tomorrow. Mom and Dad came home last night. They had a great time on their trip to San Francisco, but, Dad looked sick. Rained all day. Had my car radio fixed … Continue reading

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The Marketts – Surfer’s Stomp….. Surfer Stomp was a dance craze in California in the early 60’s when surf rock was popular.

March 21 Saffron Bake Sale. Saturday. Didn’t make up with Howard, guess we never will. Was planning on going to the beach, but was too cold, so went to the Saffron Bake Sale. We made almost $20.00. Angie K, Judy … Continue reading

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Almost got kicked out of the dance at Pali High for wearing Sexy Capris

March 20, 1964, Friday. Didn’t think of Howard all today. I want someone new. (Palisades) Last day of school. Next week is Easter Vacation. We’re all going to Crestline Tuesday With the Saffrons. Talent Assembly was good. Butch M. sang … Continue reading

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March 19,1964, Thursday. OK day. Looking forward to Saturday. Hope he talks to me. Mom and Dad called. Lauri walked down the hill, so I took her to school. It was cold today, sure hope it doesn’t stat this way, … Continue reading

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Breaking Up Is Hard To Do, by Neil Sedaka was everyone’s favorite break up song in 1964

March 18, 1964, Wednesday. Wonder if we are through for good. Had to take the Station Wagon to school. Wasn’t as hot as yesterday. If it’s hot tomorrow, we’re ditching and going to the beach. I still love Howard, but … Continue reading

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Listened to the Kingsmen singing Louie Louie on the radio, tried to figure out the dirty words.

March 17, 1964, Hot day. Think we’ll make up Saturday. Saffron Club Night. (St. Patrick’s Day) Today was the most bitchen day of the year. It was 85 degrees. We’re going to ditch school maybe Thursday or Friday and go … Continue reading

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The Supremes – Where Did Our Love Go…I think I force these breakups just to makeup again.

March 16, 1964, Sad Day. Mom and Dad’s 19th Anniversary. They’re leaving for San Francisco. Couldn’t sleep all night. Kept waking up and thinking of us being finished. My heart hurt so bad and I got pains in my stomach. Why … Continue reading

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Saffron Car Wash, listening to Wooly Bully by Sam The Sham and the Pharoahs

March 14, 1964, Saturday. Tired day and mad night. Saffron Car Wash. Howard and I are done. I hate him again. Was so tired I could hardly get up. Started washing cars at 10:00. At first I thought “this is … Continue reading

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He asked what he lied to me about. I wouldn’t tell him. Didn’t want him to know I had been spying on him

March 13, 1964, Bitchen Night. Took Howard to work. Palisades Dance. Drove to school. Was real careful not to get windblown. After school, drove real fast to pick up Howard. He got a hair cut and I didn’t like it. … Continue reading

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Didn’t think anything of picking up hitchhikers in 1964, but dad got all mad.

March 12, 1964, Thursday. Rainy day. Think Howard and I are going to get in a fight tomorrow. Marilyn drove to school. Started to rain. Talked about the Hula Hop and who we’re inviting. I’m taking Howard. That’s on Saturday. … Continue reading

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