Tag Archives: Beach

He smells so clean, like Jade East cologne and freshly starched shirts. We’re going steady I guess. (He never asked me, or gave me a St. Christopher)

February 29, 1964, Saturday, Howard acted like he loved me. I’m not such a prude anymore. Bitchin night. Went to the beach. Howard wasn’t there. It was so windy I almost got blown in the water. Found out Howard really … Continue reading

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February 28,1964, Friday, Talked to Pat, she wants to dress up and wear heals tomorrow. Saffrons Slumber Party. Drove to school, felt ugly. Today kids were kind a sad cause we couldn’t go to the snow. I really don’t  because now … Continue reading

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February 27, 1964, Thursday, Hope I don’t get Mono from Howard.  He finally called. Happy Day. Drove to school.  The day was so long I almost fell asleep in class. Talked about the snow trip.  It seems Edna can’t go … Continue reading

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February 26, 1964, Wednesday, Didn’t like anyone at the Surf Films. Howard didn’t call Drove Vera and Jackie to school. Everyone was trying out for modeling except me, Dianne, Patty, Vera and Lauri. Did Pantomime in Drama. It wasn’t very … Continue reading

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Big fight tonight. Sonny Liston lost to Cassius Clay

February 25, 1964, Tuesday, Saffron Club night.  I’m stoked on Bob Mc Night.  He called.  He’s so Bitchen. Drive to school.   Marilyn didn’t go.  School was a drag.  After school most of the girls went in for modeling tryouts. … Continue reading

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Only interested in meeting cute boys, I don’t know how to ski. I don’t think I will learn either, I don’t want to get wrecked.

February 24, 1964, Monday, Howard hasn’t called in a week. Can’t wait until Saturday. Going to meet someone better. (Wish he would call.) Drove to school, it was such a drag, until Edna thought of going to the snow. I … Continue reading

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Surfers, Drummers and guy’s with convertibles got the girl

January 27, 1964 (Finals) Hard and fun day) Lauri drove me and Marilyn to school. Finals were hard. Took two of them for two hours each. Got out of school at 12:30. Drove Marilyn home. Then we went to Dorsey … Continue reading

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Fosters Freeze in Culver City was Saffron’s favorite hangout

January 7, 1964 Ordinary day, kind of sad. Late to school because Mommy had to drive me, but I snuck into class. Felt hopeless today, I think I’m going to flunk History. I can’t think or do my work. Mr. … Continue reading

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