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Sunday, August 10, 2025

Memoir Monday, August 11, 1967

And yet more of the same, a bright spot or two I guess. Again I was only in Flagstaff. Apparently I did not go down to the valley again after all. I cannot remember what Mom had said in a letter but it was not good. Had they gotten the eviction notice by then? Anyway I wrote about two days. 

August 7, 1967 Monday

Monday, Monday. It wasn't bad as weekends go--but they had the  QH show and the Rodeonand I didn't go to eitehr. The rodeo cost $2.00 a day and I wasn't up to walking out to Tuthill--the usual grounds for such. So all I saw of the 'festivites' was the parade on Saturday which wasn't really much. I did $2.50 of ironing and spent most of Sunday railbirding and got quite a bunch of numbers and even saw an outfit car--the kitchen/dining of Unit 96 it said. I felt kind of lonesome and sorry for myself but didn't break down. Last nigth I did my hair with New Dawn. It sure left my mop greasy and stringy. I'll probably have to wash it several times before it wil look decdent again. I have it in frumpy tails this morning. It's a damp and foggy morning, the sort that gives me the glooms, as a rule. But since i have quite alot to do today maybe I'll  make it until the sun shines again.

Somewhat later:  Got a b'day card for Dusty over the weekend and while ago I got it all redy to send  except for typing the address on the envelope.  This will be from Campbell Associates in Albuquerque. I am probably getting too smart for my own good but hopefully it will reach him with getting undue notice wherever it may go. No mail so far today but perhaps it wasn't up yet? I'll chcek again later when I exchange my sheets. At last look Colleen was still asleep. I rather like her but she is so untidy!  I'd never think of coming in from a date, no matter how late, and dump my clothes in a heap on the floor. But so long as she keeps the mess on her side of the room I can't complain. Maybe I'll give her a complex? Yes, I am almost too fussy I guess.  Rewashed my hair and it is not so bad now. I will never use that coloring again though but maybe one more wash will do the job. I may try a real dark brown or deep auburn rinse that will wash out next I think.  I would like to be a redhead but not a carrot-top. Or possibly a real brunette. I remember one succinct remark Dusty made about some 'beauty treatment':  "And look like a jackass like a lot of other girls ..." He really does not like a lot of fancy or fake.stuff. So I guess that is good since I am not going there much. 

August 11, 1967 Friday

Have the Friday sickness again. I almost didn't go to Math but was glad I did because we had a quiz and I think I did faiiy well on it. I'm now at the library nad have been studying Econ. I ithink I have the essay question down pat. It is all written out and I have almost memorized it. I'm going to get the mail before I go to class. That way I won't be wondering, at least. I'll know the best, the worst or no-news-is-good-news. If I don't leave I have a date tonight with a buddy if Colleen's Dave. Might be better than sitting and stewng, Gives me a diversion. We are doublinjg, probably to the movie. I hope he isn't the "Romen hands and Russian fingers" type because I don't feel like fighting but would rather fight than switch (lovers). Then I might have to get up at 7:30 too catch the bus home. Gee what a life! I had all sorts of bad dreams last night so I sort of dread to go down. But I will. I may not go 'home' for the vacation though. Living without water for a month etc. Why the hell don't they get out of there? I just get in a boiling fit everytime I think of it so I'd better change the subject Like get back to my Econ. 

No photos so just grabbed a few off the NAU site and share for how it was in the summer. I did love summers up there. First a view up one main street toward town, Next anotherview with the Peaks clear and bright and finally Old Main as it is these days. My dorm for the two years was just out of view to the right here. The old campus was really pretty and had a traditional feel. The new south and west part feels alien to me. Much more modern and probably 'better' to the feelings of most. Again you can't go 'home'



 



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