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I love him, I hate him, I wish he would call… So frustrated at 16

March 11, 1964, Wednesday. Mad Day.  I hate Howard so much, I get mad when I think about it. Drove to school. Cold’s getting worse everyday. Almost fell asleep in class today. I was so tired after school I came home and … Continue reading

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March 10, 1964. Tuesday. Please let me find someone new…not Jewish. Sick day. Saffron Club night. Drove to school. Could hardly talk, my cold is getting worse everyday thanks to Howard. He’s such a bum.  “Howard I’m getting to hate … Continue reading

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A year ago tonight at 8:00 my Mayme died. It was the saddest day of my life…I didn’t want to live without her.

March 9, 1964, Monday. Mayme (my grandmother,) and I were so close. I’ve dreaded this day. She died a year ago. Sad day. Had Laryngitis so bad I couldn’t talk all day. Everyone knew I got it from Howard. We … Continue reading

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My 14 year old cousin Chuck, made a fool out of me, he got out of the car and walked like a spaz..

March 8, 1964, Sunday. Most embarrassing day of my life. Family Day, Billee’s first Communion. Had to get up at 7:00 am. Got five hours sleep. Was dead tired. Whole family went to Church. Billee was so happy and excited. … Continue reading

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Is it okay to let my boyfriend get to second base at 16 going on 17?

March 6, 1964, Friday. Cute boy Mike liked me today. Told him I was going Steady. (It felt good to say it.) Boring day. Went to School with Marilyn. My hair looked good, but I felt fat. Was such a … 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.

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

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Some guy wanted to know where I got my bitchen 57 Blue and White Bel Air Chevy

March 4, 1964, Wednesday, Ugly Day – We almost got in a fight about Tijuana.  He lies to me. Drove to school.  Looked ugly all day because my hair was a mess.  Came home did my roots.  Than we had … Continue reading

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March 3, 1964, Tuesday. Don’t think we’re using Lou’s Band.  What am I going to tell Howard.  Saffron Club Picture Night. Drove to school.  So windy I could hardly stand up.  Had subs in most classes.  After school came home, … Continue reading

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March 2, 1964, Monday, Told everyone I’m going with Howard. Ugly windy day. Drove to school. It rained last night. It was so windy my hair blew apart as soon as I got out of the car. Latest news is … Continue reading

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So he say’s “What do I have to do, buy you a $10,000 ring!”

March 1, 1964, Sunday. Howard lies, and he still hasn’t told me he loves me. I haven’t told him either. Had to sleep on the couch, because Teri slept over. Drove her to Church. On the way, saw Marilyn. She … Continue reading

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