Most of this week was the trip and visit and then getting back and having to jump straight into the routine again. I guess that is a frequent end to many vacations! Of course I did not write while I was inCalifornia, in the Elsinore and Parris areas. so the post-narrative begins on April 17.
Apriil 17, 1968 Wednesday
(to retrace) Today the El Capitan rolled into Flag at 7:40 or thereabouts. In ten days I'll be twenty five. What do you know about that.? I had a good visit with Judy. I was a little disappointed not able to brining the Cindy illustrations back with me but I know they will be done soon, And Judy may possibly be able to come over for one summer school session. We'd have a blast!!
Before I left back on the day a week ago, Dale and I drove around, drank coffee and he left me at the depot to catch the west bound while he took a bus to Albuquerque. I still was touched by his renting that car; not sure how he could even afford it but still--is he really trying to impres me?
Judy and Morris were a little late meeting me and I was beginning to get worried. They had misssed the street to the depot. Back at her place, the goats are cute and feisty. The kids are just feisty. Well, it was fun and I really hated to return.
Back here I got letters from Charlie Mike, Mom and Kentucky. Charlie Mike is ticked off about everything, poor kid. Jerked around by the Boss, Uncle Dan and Aunt Roxie where they are staying. It seems to be getting ugly and I am so sorry for him. I only went to my accounting class, just too sick and exhausted to do much. I'm getting used to my pierced ears. ((Judy did them for me in a very homemade way but I wanted that so much.)) I bought some more earrings this morning and have tried them all except the hoops which don't quite want to go in nicely. I've gotten two loads of washing done and am about ready to go take a shower and give my hair a scrub. I think I'll just brush it semi dry, braid it and only put rollers at the ends. Well, I just had a phone call. The honorable Kenneth Lincoln yet, in reply to my questionnaire. I may go up to talk to him next week just for the hell of it. Porque no? Only two classes manana but I've got to get organized and hit the vast stack of work that's waiting for me. I wrote to the folks, Charlie Mike and Judy but I still have Mary, Linda and Shirl left to answer. I'd better begin to lay out some sort of schedule and list what I must get done and then divide up my time accordingly
I reallywrote little about the actual visit and that is odd. I saw--and was not real impressed with a Reed line Quarter Horse stud Judy was imprssed by at a nearby neighbor's, drove around sighe-seeing, odd some work on the pen and ink illustrations she was doing and of course talked for hours. The ear piercing was a whim but I never regretted. Numbed the lobes with clothespins and made the holes with a heavy sewing needle and quilt-weight thread! I used lots of antibiotitic, alcohol and peroxide, on them and had mild infections but kept them open with stainlkess steel wires as theyh ealed. StIll have the same holes today and they have borne hundreds of different earrings!
Lincoln was a local lawyer who did interact with the univeristy, mostly the pre-law students. I vaguely recall a questionnaire, possibly urged by Dr Downum. Lincon also had a rep of being a dashing chap who enjoyedcompanyy of some coeds.FWIW!
April 20, 1968 Saturday
Fairly productive Saturday, I guess. I got up promptly at 6:30, had a quick snack for breakfast and hit the books, I did one marketing case and two accounting problems and read some finance stuff. About 11:00 Iwent down to check the mail and then headed for the NAU rodeo. Some greasy looking buckaroo in a new wine red car gave me a ride and wanted to get palsy butI froze him. It's not much fun alone and even forester Ray wasn't there. I took three pictures and watched the show and froze. It was nippy, I always look for familiar horses or looks, a gray gelding was the image of Jolly and Leo but a trifle lighte color. He and his rider won the barrel race. I think Ann Pollock was 2nd or 3rd. Poor JoAnn Kendall didn't do too well. NAU is not a true rodeoing school. Butch Davies is coming along as a saddle bronc rider and still trick rides on his old stud. I imagine he will make a career of rodeo for awhule anyway. Don't recall what his major is. He is a freshman this year. maybe? On my way home I was offered a ride again. Didn't recongnize him at first but it had to be Stacy Newton. That guy is impossible, record or not, he goes around just like he was good as any and better than most. He might even be fun; who knows. Apparently lots of gals have found him so.
Yesterday I got the Hugo Montenegro record of Buen, Mal y Feo etc. That is such cool music. I have preactically worn it out alrady. Now though, at almost midnight, I'm playing Floyd Cramer and some others and getting drowsy having given my room a thorough cleaning. Tomorow I'll finish myhomework and then decide howto amuse myself. It will likely be nasty weather in which case I will probably stay away from the rodeo. I may try to sew a little. I have a big box of projects just waiting for completion, Also have a stack of ironing to be done and I should get out a few more springy clothes perhaps. Guess I'd best go to bed., My alarm is set for 7:30 and I cannot afford to sleep the day away, however pleasant the idea sounds Suenos dulces.
A minor explain: Stacy Newton was a local Verde Valley character, semi-cowboy. He had done hard time but not sure what for. He had somewhat come around me at times but it never got to anything. Some said we were hooked up but it was not true.
Some pictures from the visit to Judy's here. Will try a little 'splaining. 1 is Judy and her goat. They were milkers and helped feed the kids. I think she had chickens too. Next "Odd Sox Reed", QH stallion belonging to a neighbor. I thought he was too fat and not well mannered. Next a view down over Parris from a hill we drove to. The last two were some of Judy's work to illustrate Cindy, The group shot is Cindy, her dad, her visiting rodeoing cousin and a friend of hers. The other is part of the cover where Cindy is meeting her new colt the first time after her dad brought in a load he had purchased.
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