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Welcome to the domain different--to paraphrase from New Mexico's capital city of Santa Fe which bills itself "The City Different." Perhaps this space is not completely unique but my world shapes what I write as well as many other facets of my life. The four Ds figure prominently but there are many other things as well. Here you will learn what makes me tick, what thrills and inspires me, experiences that impact my life and many other antidotes, vignettes and journal notes that set the paradigm for Dierdre O'Dare and her alter ego Gwynn Morgan and the fiction and poetry they write. I sell nothing here--just share with friends and others who may wander in. There will be pictures, poems, observations, rants on occasion and sometimes even jokes. Welcome to our world!

Thursday, September 18, 2025

Monday Memoir, September 22, 1967

Back at NAU, I fwlt like I had been zapped from one world to another. The change and the shock was so abrupt and complete. I had plenty to worry about still too, with much concern for my brothers and the horses for which I knew something must be done soon. I was frustrated not to have two of myself. I was also exhausted and staggered by the combined effects of stress and hopping life to life.  I could hardly think, much less write. But I did some on Septermber 17 and 19 which follow. 

September 17, Sunday

Looking back it all seems incredible. That was the wildest, weirdest 'vacation' I ever had, actually the weirdest three weeks I ever spent. Yesterday I was both crazy busy and in a state of mental and emotional exhaustion so I could not think, much less write, I ran all over town to get my loyalty oath notorized, shop etc. But I am here and registered. My schedule is not quite to  my liking but I  was lucky to get all my classes at the last minute that way. I can't believe they've upped me to $800 a semester but maybe...what about summer school? I wish I knew because then I'd know how much to spend. But I wil put $200 in Arizona Bank in savings where I will only touch it in dire mergiencies. Then I really may get a typewriter and/or a sewing machine. Think I wil like having a single room. It is quite pretty with light green walls to set off my pink rugs, pink and green dresser scarves, comforter with pink and green spring flowers and new print curtains. Isn't privacy worth $25 more and a little loneliness?  I wonder where Mary is. I haven't seen her yet. I do hope she is here. I'm also anxious to see Joann Kendall and a bunch of my other "good buddies." I have already written to Jim and the folks (at the Cottonwood  PO box) and plan to write several more letters to mail in the morning. Also have to do some ironing this evening but I plan to go uptown again soon and look at some clothes. I am a little restless today and feel expensivve (ha ha)

I am not sure what that loyalty oath thing was about. Something for the folks in their ongoing legal efforts to try to get redress and compensation for all they had suffered?  I do not think it had anything to do with the college. I was not getting a NDSL loan at this point but that should hardly require an oath! It stays a blank spot, one of many that will crop up. Maybe traumatic brain injury and amnesia?!?

September 19 Tuesday

Well here I am watching the front desk in the Honor Dorm. A task we all had to share. There was a Head Resident but no assistants. so duty rotated. I had bolted my supper to get back by 6:30. No sign of Mary. Can't understand. And no sign of Forester Ray either although his sister and most of his old gang was there. So far everyone in HD is friendly but I still get rather lonesome. I almost wish I had a roommate but this is really best for now. It's been frantic as hell every day. I guess the slowest day was Sunday. I got a bunch of letters off yesterday and also got my new campus mailbox. They are busy sorting and havenn't got mine yet. Nothing still? Ha, be patient! Now I have been to all my classes except the one I am changing. They said I had no business taking  Gen Biz 100 so I am changing to Data Processing, I'll complete the switch tomorrow. This semester I am taking Intermediate Accounting, Advanced Composition, Intro to Psychology, American Government, Basic Marketing Management and Intro to Data Processing. It was a pretty serious course load. I now have all my checks but still have to pay my $156 registratiion fee. And I really do need to get a typewriter. I'd love to get a sewing machine but... They have an old wreck of a typewriter at Goodwill but I think I can do better. I may post some signs and check in stores uptown. However my finances are somewhat limited as I'll have about $164 after the reg fee but I plan to bank part of that for future and my insurance and record bill will take $35.  My project tomorrow will be the typewriter search. 

I have been so exhausted. I woke at 7:45 this morning and had to be in Adv Comp (English) by 8:00 so skipped breakfast of course. I did snatch a couple of hours of nap today and cut down on the running around. Maybe I can be a little more energetic now.  I have a lot of studying to do. I really should hike down to the library because if I stay in the rtoom I will mope more than study.  I need to wash some clothes and do some other things but maybe that should wait. No news from "home" of course.  I reckon they aee doing "ok".  Of course teh backlash of the strain is what has hit me the last couple of days.  One does run down after awhile. But my strength will build back soon I think. I need to get my teeth worked on. They ached and kept me awake last night. It ws pretty miserable so I slept very poorly. I wonder if the Rodeo Club meets tomorrow. Maybe they will have some posters up. I should try to find Colleen and  see if she'd like to go and I also want to see Joann. I still can't understand what has become of Mary. If only Dusty hasn't pulled the pin on me. I wrote him--maybe shouldn't have but I did. I don't think anyone will read it becasue it looks like a bill or something from J. D.Martin, Four Star Services. (tee hee). I am too clever for my own good sometimes and I will surely come to a no good end!

Pictures are scarce and hard to find. I did have one of my room but it was lost in the crash of my hard drive in 2018 along with a bunch of others  I had recently scanned and then pitched, DTBL. So here are two not very good with old color film in my little Kodak that faded badly. Approps as "through a glass darkly" was how I was still seeing things. It took a couiple of months to get back near semi-normal. View from my room, I think it was #151, and the front of Campbell Hall. 







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