Right now I’m in our station wagon, which is why my writing is sloppy. I’m in the front seat with Mom driving; Angie & Susie are in the back. We’re heading for Clayton. Susie’s just finishing a story I wrote, a children’s story. Now she handed it back, saying it’s “nice.” There goes that story. The sky has that strange look to it, like the clouds are much closer than they are. Then there’re the clouds in the distance that have distinct outlines, that look almost as though they’re cartoons. And farther up in the sky, above the cottonball clouds, are those thin, wispy clouds that look like someone took a rubber spatula and smeared them around. I love 50’s music, like “Love is Strange” by Silvia & Mickey. And I love the Monkees. They were a little before my music-loving years for me to have gone to concerts & things, but I love to watch their show on TV. I also love houses. I like to see unique architectural features. It’s getting harder to write.
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We’re at Dolly’s now, but in about an hour we’ll be leaving for Franklin. There we’ll visit Gladys & go to some fair. When we got here, Patti’s friend Dawn answered the door. Patti & Dolly had gone shopping. Now Angie & Susie are playing Pac-Man on Atari. I’m not very good. Their house is air-conditioned, which I love.
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