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Kids from up and down the coast heard about my open party and crashed it.

February 16, 1964, Sunday, Please Howard don’t hurt me. Uncertain day. Couldn’t decide if I should go to the beach or not. Felt real good. But, didn’t feel like doing my hair. Mom and Dad took Preston to San Juan … Continue reading

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Drove the T-Bird to Fosters and to the Saffron meeting. Everyone seems to think we are rich.

February 18, 1964, Tuesday, Club Night, Sad but pretty fun. Cried. Drove to school. Took Marilyn. Was late, but snuck in. First day of Sophomore Gym. HATED IT. Did Pantomime in Drama, it wasn’t right, have to do it again … Continue reading

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According to my 1964 Diary, If you weren’t in a club, you were a nobody at Culver High

February 15, 1964, Saturday, Well Day, Howard was cold to me Felt better. Got dressed. Marilyn Collier called. Heard all the rumors. They say Shelia is pregnant. I don’t believe it. Larry Long and Charlotte Tarzy are going steady. I … Continue reading

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Sick again, Nana gave me some pills to sleep. Something she takes. It helped, but I woke up in pain. Why must I always get sick?

February 2, 1964, Sick day. God don’t let me be sick this week! Felt sick today. So worried I’ll be too sick to go out with Howard next week. I’ll kill myself if I can’t. I threw up. Stayed in … Continue reading

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I might have let Howard do anything. One thing for sure is I’ll never wear a skirt again.

February 1, 1964, Bitchen Night! I love him too much, I’m worried. Didn’t do anything all day. In fact I felt sick. I ironed 20 blouses. Picked up my sister Donna and her friends Teri and Linda at Teri’s house … Continue reading

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If Mommy stops me from going out with Howard I will make her pay!

January 31, 1964, Friday, Boring Night Mommy took me to school. Most of my friend’s stayed home. We didn’t do anything all day cause it was the last day of the semester. Drew “Murphy pictures,” of all my friends on … Continue reading

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I’m soooo scared, cause I don’t know how to dance like those Westchester kids. They are so dirty.

January 30, 1964 Boring Day, Peroxided my sister Donna’s hair. Boring day at school, didn’t do anything cause finals are over. Just talked. I feel sorry for Janice, I don’t think anyone is going to her party. Howard has to … Continue reading

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I don’t know how to dance like the kid’s at Westchester High.

January 28, 1964, Tuesday. Hard day, tired, no Saffron meeting, Finals. Drove to school, took Marilyn and Vera. The American Lit final was sooooo hard. After school went to Lauri’s. Made tuna sandwiches and then fell asleep. Bought two Supremes, … 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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Surfers and guys in a band – that’s who turned my head in 1964.

January 26, 1964 Sunday Bitchen day. Got up at 11:00, Lauri picked me up and we went down to Toes. Didn’t see Howard. Drove over to his house. It’s the biggest house I’ve ever seen, he must be rich. Drove … Continue reading

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