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Saturday, May 24, 2025

Monday Memoir, May 26, 1967

 Quite a few things were ending this week. I never had Mary for a roommate again though we stayed friends for many years. I never lived in  Morton Hall again. I did eat in the same dining hall the next year and had several of the same professors for other classes during the next three years while I finished both my degrees. Change and continuity. Is that not how life is? 

Again I did  not write every day.  I did on Sunday, May 21 so I will start there. 

May 21, Sunday

A week from this morning I will wake up 'at home.' But there is a lot to do twixt now and then. It is about 9:00 . I slept late this morning and feel terribly lazy. I saw The Joker is Wild and A Portrait of Jennie om TV last night. the latter was really good, weird but really good. Mary and I gave the room a good cleaning last evening and then went out for Pizza at the Stein Club and later cherry pie a la mode at Chez Bon. That was our final fling. I hardly got a railroad car number today.  Maybe I will number the yard and watch the rail today.

I kept wondering if B&B 6 moved yesterday. They were thinking that was happening soon. Last night I dreamed of Dusty and the night before of finding a note in the can when I went home. For some weird reason I think I will see him or he'll call. I;m probably wrong but maybe. I am kind of dreading finals but I guess I'll do okay. That 3 on Man and the Arts music test was the lowest grade I've gotten all semester. At least my scholarship is renewed regardless. That is a big help. I still haven't heard about summer school but I suppose that's going through all right. Friday I went to see Mrs White at Wilson. She really looks like the madame of a bordello. I don't know where they get all these old whores to be housemothers! But I think I'll be able to move down on Saturday, anyway. By then the tests will be over. I think I need to walk today. My dream 'turned me on'. We were in bed together . He was wearing long johns and I was wearing something odd! We had to be quiet so as not to wake someone up. Yes, it was weird

 I then said I had to get an hour of sun. I was determined to get a tan. With all my pretty summer pastels to wear I do not want to be too pale.  I am going to lighten my hair again too. Rumor had it there were a lot more men on campus in summer, not just frat rat kid.s. Maybe I could look around.... Dusty was always first but he gets here so little and is gone so much...

Later that day or early Monday I wrote a bit more. "Classes are over. It is that long stretch down to the wire now. So far I have run a pretty good race but now is when the real test of heart and stamina comes. I think I can make it though. If Dusty calls, I will have nothing to tell him yet but it could not be helped. Somehow we'll get it worked out. I don't think he wants to disappear on me now.

May 25, Thursday

This was the last full day I covered for the week.  "At 9:20 I'm all alone in room 109. I saw Mary off on the bus and she's home now. I think I blew the M&TA test. and not the top off, either. But I think I did pretty well on the accounting test. I hope so, anyway. I'll check and see if the grades are posted tomorrow. Yesterday I sold some of Mary's and my books for $10.00. I spent a little, bought a copper donkey pin for her and a little appy colt statuette for me.Last night we finished packing her things . We both had an 8:00 final test today. I shopped and loafed this afternoon, bought a can of cashews and came back to finish my packing except for the last minute things. Went to dinner, took a nap and watched TV. It's going to be lonesome for the next two nights. I've  got to check and see that I'll have money for the summer so I'll know where to move. I could stay up late and sleep in tomorrow but I have promised myself I'd go to the library and study for the history test which is at 3:00. I want badly to get a 1 on it,. I wish I'd get four ones again but I doubt I will. At least I have $7.00 for Charlie Mike for his books. He is pretty worried about that and I can't blame him. I don't think I have any bills to pay and I should get several bucks more for the rest of the books and may get my $5.00 breakage deposit back from the Bio lab.   I wish my beloved would call..."

And that was the last I wrote until June 12, when I was back on campus to begin the summer sessions. I know I stayed Friday evening, moved my things down to Wilson and got the phone and room number on Saturday, and did find my tuition and expenses were covered for the summer with a total of $600. I did not know how the grades turned out until later. 

Just oldpPhotos--kind of a goodbye to Morton Hall and a hello to Wilson where I would spend the summer. It was not bad but I did not care much for what was then the south campus. Wilson was big; it is still there but has been modernized and modified over the years. My room was on the 3rd floor, I think right of the entrance in this photo..





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