This was the week I actually made the ultimate disposition of the main horses. I knew I had to so I went down Saturday, Dec 2 and managed it. That was a final big burden off my shoulders and I was satisfied with the result, truly sad but vastly relieved.
I got back from my trip to visit Judy and had to jump right back into school and then that first weekend into the loose ends remaining after the departure of everyone else.
Dec 3, 1967, Sunday
It has been so busy. Well, Leo as well as Buzzie now properly belong to Don and Nancy Shellman and Lyno to the Lewises. I had sort of dreading the business of finally really selling them--papers signed and all as it had been informal earlier--but yesterday it worked out fine. Richie and Kit Lewis are so nice. I feel like I have known them for ages. They are so affectionate and all, just like a couple of kids "going steady" though they have been married quite awhile. Maybe I should wait until I am about 40 to get married! Chief is in fairly good care for now and will be placed later. As of now, he is safe and secure as are Twinkles and CynMas.
The time is whizzing by. I walked out to the El Rancho shopping center today. It was just a beautiful day and I got a fair start on my holiday shopping. I am making some clothes for Mom--a blouse and a dress. I'll try to get a skirt at Goodwill and/or some slacks. I have a radio and two books for Alex and a lockbox for Charlie Mike. I will get stationery for Mama Witt and Aunt Mary and find something for Papa Witt. Then I wil take care of the California folks. I slept from 10:20 to 8:30 last night, got up once to get excedrin for my aching tooth is all. I have to get them fixed. Maybe I should sew a litle. I can get a good start on Mom's dress, for example. The dark younger guy was driving the bus yesterday. He is even cuter than Nick and a joker, too. Louie was on coming back. Nick has the Black Canyon run now I think. Shall I got to Phoenix early--or return midafternoon? Oh yeah.
Dec 7, 1967 Thursday
I have hardly done a lick of school work all week. I'll probably be sorry, too. Got my KY Package ready last night. Mom's dress and blouse came out cute. I do hope she likes them. I feel good to send everyone soemething anyway. I'm sure Mama Witt and Aunt Mary can use the stationery since they both do letters a lot. And I think they all will enjoy the candy even if it is not Russell Stovers or Mrs Sees. I've got my spring schedule all worked out and I will take my cards back to Dr Downum tomorrow. He is always so nice. I'll be taking seventeen hours all told, five business courses and report writing, And I have 8:00's every day again. I just have to. And a 2:00 MWF but I am done at 10:00 TTh. Since I am not leaving early most of the time anymore, the Friday afternoon really isn't critical. I am struggling along with the bus stop story; it is roughed thru but I am not real satisfied with it. However I think it will come around and be done to hand in on the 19th. This weekend I've got to sew and study and study some more. The time is really slipping away from me at a frantic pace. Only 1 1/2 weeks until vacation time. Tomorrow I have to mail the KY package and make my holiday reservation.
The rest of the week went by with classes and normal stuff. It was almost a treat to be simply normal after so much drama. I was still missing Dusty and still feeling lonely and almost abandoned if I let myself think about it but the 'new life' was starting to seem more real and in many ways, a preferred situatiion to what had come before for much too long.
It seems I was writing a story for a class, but Report Writing? Well, whatever. I was trying to do some short ficiton along about this time. I did take a creative writing class too; one semester? Did I cross them up? Oh, whatever! I may share that story sometime before long. Still very amateur at this point.
Pictures: This was the following year but Lyno, fat and sassy, and probably in foal at Lewis's place the next fall. She was run in a small local race or two and produced at least one foal though I am not sure who the sire was,. Not Leo for sure. I found one of Kit in that corral feeding a calf. She was by now a ranch-woman looking lady though actually from New Englan I think. He was an old cowboy and horseman of some renown and had managed the Verde Valley School stable.
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