Saturday July 26th, 1969
This morning M.G., Kenny, Edna, and I went to the grocery store. Alan wasn’t feeling good so he stayed home. This afternoon M.G., Syd, and I went to look at some houses for the Hills who will be out in August. We saw only one that had possibilities. Tonight we had Monty for supper. I had broiled fish, baked potatoes, tossed salad, fruit, and chocolate cake. Tonight I washed my hair. The boys wanted to go to the late movie, but we wouldn’t let them go for it was too late for them to be out.
I picked this day to post because it explains like no other I have yet found the folly of youth. At this time I was not yet nine years old and Alan, only 21 months older than me, could not legally get behind the wheel of a car. Yet we wanted to attend the late movie. We had obviously not thought through our plan before we presented it because it went down quickly in flames. Alan and I got to drown our sorrows in Mom’s chocolate cake and although not first prize this delicacy did help ease the burden of the missed movie!