I do not recall and did not note whether the folks came up on the August 25 or 26 and got me or I took the bus down. Suffice that I went and was present and 'on duty' for the duration. I found what it was like to be actually homeless and how grim and ugly life can be when there are few to no friends and many--maybe well deserved but still almost implacable--enemies standing against you. Even when compared to many bad times in the past couple of years, September and October 1967 were among the hardest times I ever experienced. Nobody died, not even the animals that were still a big concern of mine, and I did make it back to Flagstaff in the nick of time to register and go on with my schooling. I thank my Divinity--The Source as I now term them-and my guardain angel for that. It was a close thing.
The one entry, made that Friday evening:
Aug 25, 1967
I'm pretty thoroughy po'ed about everything. I was really dumb not totake off for California while it was easy. But if things don't turn up PDQ I will still do it. I haven't heard from JJM; I think he is a little unreliable but perhaps he had to return to Tucson. UI may call him in a day or two just to investigate. Of course I could takeoff without his help but I'd kind ofl ike tohave somebody see me off. I'm really proud ofmyself for not comign absolutely unscrewed. I've kept my temper beautifully, really. But actually it does not reach me. I'm outside of it all and justnot afraid,. Most of my stuff is absolutely safe, my scholarship is all in order for fall etc. If "they" tried toget that screwed up, I could really turn the tables so I am not too worried about it now. All I have to do is keep my cool for three weeks--or maybe less.
Of course when I wrote that I knew precisely what I was upset about and why, not that I would not recall the gory details some 58 years later. I am sure the folks had either written or called and laid a very heavy trip on me like I had better come down right away and that my future was at risk and all could be snatched away without warniing by those evil enemies that were hounding them to the brink of disaster. So I urgently needed their help. (Ha ha--what help could they provide??) I expect they did have an eviction notice now and not sure what other threats or actions they faced. It was definitely ugly and nasty and very bad. I was still mad they had let matters get to that point while they kept thinking or trusting they could wave some magic wand and win. That was total insanity but who could tell them anything at that point, especially Dad? He was bonafide off his rocker. So I beleive I did take the bus down Saturday morning or even that evening. That's all she wrote, you might say. There were no more words until September 17 when I was back at NAU, breathng a huge sign of relief that I had gotten there. The drama was not over but I was also partly free of it again. and onlyh ad to ago back and try to fix things where it was necessary. I was still imprisoned by that damned Eldest Daughter geas. (That is an ancient word for a spell or magical control but fits perfectly.
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