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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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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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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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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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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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