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Donna and I got in a big fight over who would get the big bathroom. Had to flip a coin. She won.

March 5, 1964, Thursday.  Preston’s fourth Birthday.  Wish Howard would call.  I want to be with him every minute. Press is four today.  He got a wagon and some other toys.  Mom had to take me to school, in the … Continue reading

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Some guy wanted to know where I got my bitchen 57 Blue and White Bel Air Chevy

March 4, 1964, Wednesday, Ugly Day – We almost got in a fight about Tijuana.  He lies to me. Drove to school.  Looked ugly all day because my hair was a mess.  Came home did my roots.  Than we had … Continue reading

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Every girl I knew carried Maybelline Black Liquid-Eyeliner in her purse and wanted to look like Jean Shrimpton in 1964.

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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Had to pass up the Donkey Basketball Game and Saffrons Slumber Party so I could go to the beach and out with Howard Sat night.

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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He’s been sick for three weeks, with “MONO.” But, I said I’d go out with him anyway!

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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Guess I must be the only prude in the crowd. Guess that’s why Howard doesn’t like me

February 19, 1964, Wednesday, Scared day. I guess we’re through again. Went to the beach. I still love him. Drove to school. When I got there I got the shock of my life. Bonnie told me Laurie Chudnoff’s dad committed … 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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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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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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