And this week ended up being disrupted by weather oddly leading into events, not then known, that would have some significant impacts on my life. Before it was over, I was all but out of town and of Arizona for the holiday, not rerturning until after the start of 1968. But here, things had briefly become calm and routine for a bit so my reports were very prosaic. I was still a bit scattered and shattered, though. Like I had almost dozed and woke up in a new world...`I was like woah!!
Dec 10, 1967 Sunday
So far it has been a pretty nice weekend. the first peaceful one I have had in a racoon's age and I am making the most out of it. Yesterday the weather was nasty so I only went out long enough to make a quick trip to the PO. I got Charlie Mike's shirt finished except for the snaps and wrapped all the California Chirstmas gifts, helped a little on the dorm decorations, cleaned and rearranged my room and read about a short half of the material for government. I went to bed at 1:30 last nuight but took an afternoon nap to keep me going.
This morning I slept 'til 10:15 . I was so shockd I could not beleive the clock. I did my accounting asignment while I ate brunch and then went walking at noon I covered the railyard in an hour and a half carrying on a monolgoue with a non-existent and invisible Dusty as I went along. Got back to the dorm at 1:20 for the second half of my 'meal' and recorded all the numbers I had collcted. At 3:00 I decided to come to the library and here I plan to stay for four or five hours to study my DAPR for the exam tomorrow and get my accounting done for the week. By rthen I should be ready to go back to my little hole-in-the-wall and get beautified for the coming week--a major project?
Dec 11, 1967 Monday
The DAPR exam is over, It was rough but I hope I did fairly well on it. Now for the govt exam on Friday.I got two letters from Mom and one from Charlie Mik. That helped as I was not feeing too good or cheerful,. The afternoon I went to the record shop, checked Mom's mail and confirmed my reservation. It will cost me $39.05 round trip which is not at all bad. I finished a letter to Mom and it's now 8:00 pm. I am not anxious to buu I had better redo that one problem for accounting and at least rough draft the marketing case for Wednesday. Then maybe I qil write to Charlie Mike.
Dec 12, 1967 Tuesday
I've studied nearly all day and now I am sort of floatng around in a daze. But I've read the major part of my goverment material. It is a cloudy cold night--17 they said awhile back and supposed to snow. Coming back from the libray I was reminded of a night roughly two years ago when I caught a very later train...
I still cannot quite accept the fact that he is gone out of my life. Mostly I can but only on the surface. Down inside I still need to belong to him.But maybe I have chnged too much. I can't say. Sometimes I feel a little bitter and angty but mostly it is just a sweet empty sorrow. It seems a litle unreal like everything in my past does and like the present also does. Reality isn't real; it isn;t anything at all
Dece 13, 1967 Wed
And did it snow,. 7" at 7:00, 14" at 10:00, 24" at 5:00 and still sifting silently down. It is cold but beautiful . I almost love it. I don't know why I should feel so content and relaxed but I do. I sat on the front desk during the first half of the "Invitational" I wore my blue satin skirt and the white blouse of sheer lace with a velvet ribbon holding my hair back. The effect was old-fashioned and maybe charming. I got lots of compliments. I always manage to be different. I sort of pride myself in it, realy. Later I walked out in the snow with Nancy and Robin. I can't race and puppy frolic but I do love it. It's never dark on a snowy night. Had it been this bad two years ago, Dusty and I would not have made it. Old 'Spinner could not break 2 1/2 feet of snow. Guess I should go to bed as it as is approachung midnight but I may not try too hard to make my 8:00 class tomorrow. Suddenly I am sleepy Missed a nap today. I did get Charlie Mike's shirt finished and wrapped so all the gifts are ready. I got his number books and put them in the lcok box. All I have to pack now is my clothes. Got notes from Mary and Kit Lewis today. Maybe I will hear from Mom tomorrow. I really hope we do not get let out. It wouid be best in the long run, but we may.
Dec 15, 1967 Friday
Yuck. Anotere day of snow. I cannot believe this weather. No classes yesterday and again today. I want to leave but we may have classes and tests on Monday...So here I sit, bored. I feel like a prisoner in a medieval fortress as I look out my window and see the wirling snow. Everyone uis half frantic that we will stuck here for the holidays. That is cause for panic. However right now there is no easy way to get 7000 people out of here. The trains are running and some busses but way behind schedule. The highways are closed or in very bad shape.. Maybe I should pack just in case we do get released soon. I want to be ready anytime. Lots of people are going to leave today but I do not dare yet. I may go uptown after awhile if it lets up a little and get some chow for the weekend and books to read. It is really nasty out now so I won't go yet. I think I'll just flop down and sleep awhule as I went to bed t 12:000 and woke at 6:00.
But they finally let school out at noon on Saturday!! It was almost a perfect parallell to 1964, so much of it was a real deja vu. I will pick up the narrative next week with a review of the traveling weekend and the trip to start my slightly extended holiday.
Snowy photos.1 and 4 were printed in Trains Magazine at a later time--like 2020 or so--and show the Flagstaff depot then and the rest of a train extending to the east. That view was familiar, with snow--from a number of times. In the middle are two scenes--one is the view from my Campbell Hall room, the first one--imagine looking at that with ice cycles and blurs of snow. Then another view after a different storm when some had melted but lots was still piled around.
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