Browsing the blog archives for February, 2016
February 11 Flat tire on car. School in Willie’s car, Lab. Home. Town. Played some ancient songs for Dad. Date with Jack. Diary, I am more thankful than ever for Fred. I think Jack + I have parted forever. I really don’t care. He finished up his debt in candy, so I am not worried. […]
February 4 School wasn’t very exciting. Had lunch at the Autry House then had lab. Riding with Aunt Mildred and the kids. Home took a bath, dressed + went out to Fred’s brother’s for dinner. It wasn’t violently exciting either, but I did enjoy it. I had a world of time to think, weigh, analyze […]
This is to the sweetest and dearest Girl in this whole world. The one who puts so much happiness into my heart. The pride of my life. The one whose company is like being in Paradise. The only Girl for me. That is you, Florence, my Dear. It is to you I owe most of […]
There’s a song in my heart on this Valentine’s Day, Joyous and lilting and true, It makes me world sunlit and shining and gay, “I’m glad that My Sweetheart is You” Somehow this seemed to be just exactly what I wanted you to know. Every day it’s impressed on me a little more that I’m […]
11:30 p.m. Dearest little Girl in this whole wide world: You did not think that I would answer that real sweet note the other day. I had fully intended to. I did not want to, just right away. I wanted to give it to you when you were not expecting it. So I think this […]
Big boy, best and only one in the world. You insisted that I tell you my huge desire tonite, but how in heck could I with Miss Fordtran near? She’s like those old classic men of the Middle Ages who believed in reason above emotion. She believes one should control their his emotions! Well, I […]
January 28 School, lab, home, studied all afternoon, then went to the basketball game. Fred is a dear but I don’t understand him at times. Oh, I felt so rotten – so awfully rotten. Mother + I talked real late. January 29 Diary dear, it’s bobbed! Bobbed! Oh! It looks so cute. Everyone seems pleased. […]
January 21, 1925 Oh, I was never so heartbroken in my life as I was last nite! I nearly cried my poor, weak eyes out, and it seemed my heart was like ice. After school we went to lab, then Mrs. Heavin came over for the afternoon + for supper. Fred came at 7 and […]
