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When Dad laid down the Law, I got hysterical and FLIPPED OUT!

May 2, 1964, Saturday. Worst day of my life. Went to the Mountains! Woke up at 7:00, Dad pulled me out of bed. He was going to make me go to the Mountains! We fought for two hours. He said … Continue reading

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One minute I’m on a Pedestal with my nose in the air, the next wanting to crawl home incognito

March 27, 1964, Friday. Glad to get home. Well I’m sick again. Didn’t sleep all night. Woke up sick and in a daze. Had to fix breakfast. Couldn’t eat. Wanted to go home, but didn’t think I could drive. I … 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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