Tag Archives: Open Party

National Lampoon’s “Animal House” was like the night we spent at UCLA’s Frat-Parties

 September 12, 1964, Saturday. Got locked out of Nana’s Appartment at 3:30 am. Almost called Howard for help. Got up and went to the pool. Had to take my little sister and brother, Billee and Preston. Tried to get a … Continue reading

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Pacific Ocean Park at the Santa Monica Pier in 1964 was part of a Teenager’s California Dream

July 18, 1964, Saturday. Sal called. Can’t stand another sad night. Bryon doesn’t call. Went to the beach but it was cold, so my sister Donna and her friend Teri and I went to Pacific Ocean Park and ate, then … Continue reading

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The first out of control Open-Party of Summer 64 ended with the Police breaking up a fight

June 5, 1964, Friday. Big party in Baldwin Hills, bitchen night. Pearl and I are sticking to our diet’s real good. After school came home washed my hair, went bike ridding, ate dinner and went to sleep until 8:00 when … Continue reading

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How could one of my best friends go after my guy!

April 24, 1964, Friday. Bitchen night – Sandy Block, Jack, Dave K. and I are doubling. Told everyone about needing to get a date for Jack and everyone wanted to go. After school I went home. Doug didn’t call, so … Continue reading

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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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