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Monday, May 25, 2026

Monday Memoir, June 1, 1969

 

The End was in sight and the move was in progress, actually having gone well enough once it was mostly over. So often worries and dreads end up being rather extraneous and pointless. 

May 26, 1968  Sunday

I'm stitting here on the sofa in my front room. I've written the folks and brought a suitcase of clothes over. Damn, if I could only get a car. Carolyn finked out on me yesterday or I'd have it all over here by now.  That burns me no end and I think I might go 'home' (to the dorm) and iron my curtains and come back and put them up,  Going by McLellan's for a couple of rods. That would be a step toward getting the job done. I'll think about it anyway. I'll go home and wash by hand the bedroom curtains, iron them,  come back to fix a sandwich or two and then decide what to try next. 

May 27.1968  Monday

What a crazy day. I went to bed over an hour ago at 10:30 but I couldn't go to sleep so thought I might as as well get up and write about this day.  My room looks so bare and empy with about 90% of my junk over at the apartment. JoAnn and I did that with the help of Phil Jenson  and Lois's Pontiac. It took three trips --poor Phil. But we boughth im a six pack of tall Coors and then JoAnn drank one and I drank a nsnifter of brandy Phu=il is a wstern artist and not quite in the Russel and Remington class but really good! I'd never have guessed and I now wish I gotten acquainted with him sooner as I th nk he 'd be much more rewarding to know thant Pollock Forester Ray.\

I sure did not have any luck with my cussed prgrams. That really ticks me no end. But I got 88% on my Santa Fe paper--damn, I mean I was really surprised about that. I kid yuou not--I was figuring &%% would have been good. So I might pull a 1 in there yet and should at least swing a 2 unless I really blowo the final. And I'vve got to do a strong two going intoaccounting which I hope to hold.  I'll have to see what I can do with Knox. If I do a band-upp job on the final, I mifght get a by better. So far I've been just abelow a 1 in there. That's ugly. Four ones and two 2s would not be bad but I hate to split it even. AndI'm not really sure sure of any 1's

I've got to forget about all my exciting summer for just 2 1/2 days, My mind is racing like a caged little rodent tongiht whichis why I can't get to sleep But I've got to concentrate. How, how, how?? Haven't hard from mary .I guess she's still planning to come up but Ireally don't k now. I wish she'd tell me. It really doesn't matter, I guess, but I'd still like to know. Lost a filling today from a tooth sonowI've got to go to the dentist and I can't afford it, That really  ticked me off. Girl, it's the wee bitching houof 12:00 and time all fools were dead to the world. 

Explain: Phile Jenson, a guy I may have mntioned before. I called him "Richard Burton" as there was some reesmblence. He was a forester and in Ray's gang so I knew him. He was always polite and nice to  me. Lois was his girlfriend and I think they were quite attached, probably engaged. She was rather plain but a very nice 'outdoorsy' girl.

May 28, 1968 Tuesday

Finals week begins. I got up at 6:00 and pored over my DAPR notes for about an hour. At 8:00 I went over to English. Ron joined me and  we went right over to BizAdm together  and directly I set to wrok still struggling with my programs for awhile and then went up to tahe classroom and we studied for awhile and mostly talked. I have not talked that easily to a fellow in ages but it is becasue I just likek him as a friend. 

The test was a whopper. I don't think I did bad but how well I cound't say. It really wrung me out. thpugh. Had lunch with Phil and then scurried over to teh apartment. Carolyn and Les brought the folding bded over. Ii got my curtains up in bed room hung temporarily on a string and unpacked just a fw things.  Got dressed up for teh scholarship presentation ceremony. Thankk goodness I did . It was prety formal and in the President's office, no less. But I think Dr McDonald had five times the presence of J Larence Walkup.  Pflutt. I fgot my paepr back. Mr Davis was just pulling it out of his box when I passsed. I got a big "1" from Dr Downum but he did not write any remarks, just said he enjoyured radinfg it. That's happy. to get a 1; now I should for the course. . 

The Management test was tough but not reaally hard. I should have an  A or  1 sewed up in there.  I think beat Mary Grimes in every test up until now. Early tomorrow mornng iti s finance. I'l ahve to drop by Torgy's office and ask bout my paper and cheerfully comment on AT&SF hitting a new high of $36 last week. That should impress the old boy. 

Then I can move more stuff, sell a few books and go to Marketing, return my paper to Davis etc. etc. And spend the evening in the library really studying acconting. That test is going to be really tough and it is important. And then I can check out of the dorm and be done except for seeing Mr Knox on Fruiday. Hallelulah. I'm going to be so glad to be throguh with this semesxter. 

May 29, 1968 Wednesday

Finals are going fine. Last final exam period I was caught up in the manic phase of my madness, suibjhect to some feelings of guilt and torn by conflcting loyalties. I have since reovered my sanity, swettled wtih my conscience and collceted my loyalty to one center--myself. Things are not quite marvy and groovy perhaps but they are on the line and about my last small problem is now solved by Betty's offer to drive my last load over in the morning on her way to WEast Flag. I turned down a chance to go drinking to be here in the library tonight for atl st threehours of conscientious study for my last exam. Mr Knox gavem e permission to work on my project this summer so for awhile I'll have a "7" in there. Lane said hdewas giging me a 1. I h adx a 2 for class participation but he could not justify  it with 100 and 100 and 95 on formals and all briefs for the total course. ) Ii should ahve 1s in Tech Writing and Manaagemetn, I think, and probably a 2 in Finance. Now if I can just do okay on my accounting and swing a 2 in there I'll be happy. I'm dying to find out how I did in some of the other things but I have to be patient for a few days.. I better quit and get to work. Thank goodnes "G'ma" is staying away for a little extra long. After 10:00 I can die if necessary but no sooner. Well, I guess I shopild get checked out of the dorm first.. 

June 1, 1968  Saturday

Nothing was written on this day but I made a drastic sudden move that threw the next two weeks off. When I learned Charlie Mike had been hospitalized with a very serious asthma attack, I made a fast decision to take the train and get out to Sacramento. He came through it okay and met me with the folks in Stockton but I did not regret that decision. The reports may be spotty  for awhile so preparee for that.  I'll reconstruct what I can for a few weeks and then get back on semi-track to complete the summer.  

FWIW, I ended the 4th semester with three of each grade. Well, it could have been worse. I finally gave up on the Dapr projects and edged out a 2 there. The others were expected and not really shocking. Not my best semester but really nothing to be ashamed of although it basically decided me on a serious switch in accademic direction which happened for the fall semester. In summary: 

            Principles of Management    (??)        3 hrs—1
            Computer Programming (Knox)         3 hrs—2
            Report/Tech Writing      (Davis)          3 hrs—1
            Intermediate Accounting (Gardner)    3 hrs—2
            Principles of Finance   (Torgueson)    3 hrs—2
            Promotion/Marketing (Lane)               3 hrs—1

  Photos? I really never got pictures of the business department's buildings as they had several. Many clases were scattered around campus, really,. The DAPR classes and labs were in their own building, anyway, I expect they had to have some special wiring and a genearator or otehr back-up support to keep the key machines working in case of outages. Ifeatured the aprtment on the 18th post I think. So what?  Maybe the Flagstaff Santa Fe depot and a pasenger train... The Chief, westbound and me at the depot at a previous time. 







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