And the last day finally came, ending very late but it was done and I was alone to stay that way for quite a long time. Septermber 1 through November 18--two and a half months, give or take. Looking back it is really strange, days and weeks out of time, a stupid, crazy, horrible plot and tale. If a book I would throw it in the firplace, a movie I would walk out of the theater and a TV drama I would turn off. But it was finally essentially over.
Nov 12, 1967 Sunday
At 11:00 pm I am so sleepy I can hardly keep my eyesw opem. It has been a real busy weekend. I shagged outta here on Saturday clad in my black riders and red Indian stule blouse with my new black bus driver boots. I got $100 from Uncle Dan Friday and put $60 in the bank so I bought me a pair of Wellingtons at Babbitt's. Old Louie took me down for the last time to call it "home'"even if it really wasn't. We sorted and stacked and today loaded the truck. Mom's got someone to drive it over to Prescott tomorrow. I'll be glad to scratch off that deal for final. May go down to see the horses occasionally but that's about all. By or before next weekend I should be seeing Mom and Alex off to Kentucky and in just over a week I'll be off to California--the southern part. They say Nick is working extra board now and that he lives in Flagstaff. That might be valuable info sometimes--one never knows. Dustyhas worn out my patience . He almost ceases to exist...I am going to take his picture down. I am not going to be bitter about it. He did more for me than anyone ever will and I owe being here to him, really. I will alway s love and rememberhim for changing my life for me.
Nov 13, 1967 Monday
Another Monday already and boy, do I feel roguh, I am stiff and sore in every single muscle. Guess I should have taken a shower before bed instead of this morning but I was just too tired. Anyway I left the truck 80% ormore loaded so Mom should be able to make it over there today. Maybe she can find somebody to drive the old crate for her. Thank God I don't have an accounting test this morning. I don't think I'd do too well on it if I did. I sure hope Dr Straus gives back our govt tests today and I hope I did better than the last one. If I didn't I'll just die! But I just about have to. I'm so tired I wish I could sleep all day and then maybe I'd feel better. But I have to keep going until 1:00 pm and then I really need to run uptown and deposit a checck temporarily for Mom. Supposedly she is off to Kentucky by the weekend at the latest. I hope it all goes thru okay. I may be lonely and a little depressed but I will feel curiously free when it is all over. I already do in part but still have four equines too truly dispose of one wayor another as the Lewis's don't particularly want to buy Leo and Lyno permanently but they will keep them awhile more anyway. I must write off and get the transfer papers immediately as I did not find any for all my searching over the weekend. Perhaps I can do that today, this evening. I have to start on the Marketing case and also have five chapters to read. Toomuch to do, my ususal complaint
Niv 15, 1967 Wednesday
Wednesday morning and I really don't give a hang whether I go to class today or not. But I will.. Last night I iorned, took two pain pills and read "Yellow Hair" by Clay Fisher. It was really a good book. Mom called. She and Alex were at Prescott bus depot going to return to Clarkdale and stay with Red and Lola. The truck had caught fire (carburator) and had to be repiared bfore it could be moved, but she hoped to roll today or tomorrow, check on the storage stuff Fridayand head on for Kentucky then. I hope it allgoes this time. It has dragged out for so long. Must hit that Mktg case--for sure. I have my accounting done til the test Monday except for part of one problem and studying. I'll have to spend much of Thursday at the library. SomehowI want to make it to see Dr Zhivago. I'd go tonight but I am on the desk from 7:00 to 8:00. Maybe Friday if Mom and Alex are not here, going, by then. Or Saturday as it is will still beon then. Wish I'd get some mail. Sure have not been getting much lately nor any phone calls except about family. A person could get discouraged if they let themselves. But I'll try not to I guess. Psych test is Thursday. I'll be glad to have that over with before trip time. I was afraid it would be Tuesday and I couldn't go early. Now there is no problem on that front. I'll make my reservations when I make Mom and Alex's or Sunday at the latest.
Nov 16, 1967 Thursday
Here's me. I cut Govt yesterday and English today. I always feel quite wicked when I cut a class. So far I think I have cut Govt three times, Enlish twice, Psyhch twice and and Mktg once. That is poorer attendance than last year but I have had my problems. Guess who is getting married right away? Ms Peggy Watt. Would you believe? So that is one problem off her daddy's hands--or maybe one more. I don't know if Bill is capable of supporiing a wife at present or not. However he should graduate in May if I am not mistaken. Gee, suire makes me feel like an old maid. So many people are getting married. It is going to be harder and harder to find a guy no one h as latched onto. Therefore I feel more justified in following my theory that all is fair in love and war--and also horse trading, Hey ladies, want to do a little horse trading?
Peggy was Dusty's daughter you may recall. Bill Luthy, her fiance, was a pre-law student and I had met him in some events but of course he had no idea who I was. They ended up in Las Vegas I later founnd out and were still married in the 201x time frame.
Nov 17, 1967 Friday
Mom did not call last night. Now I don't know whether to get her money out and also about reservations. I got a good start on the mktg case in rough draft and did some sewing. I finished the satin suit and started on the two tone blue dress. I should have pressed as I sewed. Nick King was here last night. He came for Ann of course but that guy is something. His eyes are not as blue as the other Nick but he is a neat looking hunk of male, smaller than Ann even in boots but they do make a cool couple. There goes the west bound Super Chief/El Capitan and not much late today. I hope Mom calls today. She has me worried and I don't even know where to reach her. Heard from Charlie Mike anyway and he seems to be getting along okay. I'm awfully glad and wish I could adjust well too. I'm so lonely at times this year. Mary won't write, Jim won't write and Dusty's gone. Quit feeling sorry for yourself, girl. You ought to be ashamed.
Later. like about 10:40. On desk as usual on Friday night. I think I am a glutton for punishment. I've felt so inreal today; it's just stress and tiredness I guess. Mom called, when I had just got back from towm. I got the money for her on a hunch she'd call. My ESP was working. So I enjoyed my dinner more than most for awhile. Spaghetti always a favorite. Mom and Alex will be here in the middle of the afternoon tomorrow. I'd have made a reservation but not sure if she wanted to go by Chicago or Kansas City, so I didn't. I'll do mine tomorrow. And I found the QH papers. Mom will be relieved too. I would have sworn I didn't have them but I did. Duh. So this time tomorrow I will be alone. It will hurt for awhile but I've got to learn to live with it, But it won't be long until Christmas and I'll be really busy until then. I'm just so tired I can't beleive it. I was so tense today until Mom called that I just exhauusted myself. I've got to take things easier somehow...
Kind of TMI all jumbled here but I was writing out my nerves and anxiety mostly. Still too many small issues but at last they were all but resolved. I am still missing a few key pieces that just are not in my journal and have been lost in the memory bank for some 58 years. At this point they do not matter. I may struggle to find photos but we'll see. I knew dad was sentenced to the State Hospital on his insanity plea, so that was finally over. He was moved there at once I think.
Picturew? Duh--maybe a bus or two since they were well used at this point. I was using Trailways then as it went through the Verde Valley as Greyhound did not. It cameinto my world later,. That main street of Cottonwood, a few years earlier, but I can almost find the bus stop--Lillian's coffee shop on the right side. That is all "Old Cottonwood" now. So different.
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