As I mentioned last week, I
kept a daily log book starting in 1969. Beginning in 1971, I switched to a
5-year diary that chronicles almost every day of my life from sophomore year in
high school through sophomore of college.
The diary hardly reveals my
inner thoughts. Instead, it reads like the log of a detective assigned to follow
a suspect.
On October 11, for example, I
bought an Army jacket at the Army Navy store in 1971. A year later I had a half
day of school and drove around all afternoon with a friend who recently got his
driver’s license. In 1973 I spent October 11 taking a math quiz and working in
the school darkroom. As a college freshman, I played pinochle all evening and
in 1975 I was camping in the rain in the mountains of New Jersey.
Little can be learned from
reading the diary up and down but it does include special days like the very
first day of college in 1974: “Drove to Glassboro (NJ) with Bill. Got lots of
pamphlets and moved into dorm room and went to a movie on campus.” The following day I “stood in registration
lines all morning, got my schedule, bought books and went to a coffeehouse.”
Wow – that just about captures
all of the excitement and anxiety of my first two days at Glassboro State
College.
Some entries do a better job
of capturing the seventies. “Hitched to
the mall and bought a Moody Blues album at Sam Goody’s.” Another sign of the
times refers to my first paycheck from the Garden State Farms dairy store: “Got
paid $26 for my first week at Garden State.” In another entry I put $3 in my
father’s gas tank.
Two stars in the margin show
that an extra special event in 1973 was seeing Elton John in Madison Square
Garden for my first big concert. The only other entry over 5 years that earned
stars in the margin was the purchase of my first car; a ’57 Chevy that I’ve
written about on several occasions.
Movie theaters were a cheap
date in the 1970’s and the book is filled with references to movies like Poseidon Adventure, Lady Sings the Blues and The
Godfather for example. Cabaret was the most memorable movie but
not because of its Academy Award. The
entry on June 27, 1972 explains that “snuck into the Newton Drive-In and
watched Cabaret outside – got tons of
mosquito bites.”
A phrase that most readers can
relate to is “hung out.” Throughout high school a bunch of us (without
girlfriends) hung out a lot. We hung out
at the mall, at Friendly’s Ice Cream Parlor, at the park, and at each other’s
houses. Hanging out was also free- at least for the kids.
The 5-year diary is not a
literary work of art. Like most people,
I wouldn’t want people to read my diary but not because of its personal
revelations. I just wouldn’t want to bore people with days like May 26, 1974.
“Slept late, had lunch, hung out at Gary’s all afternoon, had to go home for
dinner.”
It’s like Déjà vu all over
again.
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