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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Little Green Diary: First Dance with "Blazer"

Oh, how clever girls who write in diaries are. They have little golden keys and colored pens and secret code words, so prying eyes won't understand. Here's what happened 37 years ago. I know because I wrote it in my diary.

May 16, 1975 [age 14]: Washington was great! Saw memorials, Capitol, Smithsonian Institute, Arlington National Cemetery, boat ride--Blazer** fun!

May 17, 1975: Like Blazer. We had Cadette car wash 9 to 3. We made about $90!

May 18, 1975: I have a cold.

Blazer was my pseudonym for the boy I liked, who was in my eighth-grade class @ St. Mary's. The first boy who ever asked me to dance. He had on a purple shirt. I remember how wonderful it felt--the being asked, the dancing on the boat ride. But then pretty quickly I also felt bad, because it turned out that a close friend of mine liked him, too. I remember her tears. I got off the dance floor and found her crying on another part of the boat.

It's all or nothing in this world. Up or down. In or out. Happy or sad. Roses or thorns.

Good night.

**I just told Figgy about the dance with Blazer. Why Blazer? she asked. The answer was it was the 1970s, blazers were big and I had my first ones, which I brought on the trip to D.C.

TCOY 
  1. Haircut with amazing Johnny @ Bangz.
  2. Worked on a project with Patsy. Love working with her.
  3. Private Benjamin. Therapy is hard but helpful.
  4. Nice phone chat with Sis.
  5. Going to bed. Tired.

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