Saturday, June 9, 1979

Beating Fruita In Softball & The Woes Of Dances

The days must really be slipping by.  It seems as though it was just yesterday when I last put an entry into this journal.

The week went pretty fast.  We beat Fruita in softball although we were short two players.  I really ate it in the outfield.  I was running after a popup and watching the football goalposts at the same time.  When I hit a tire and wiped out.

I took Debbie Peterson out and we had a real good time.  I think that we can be life-long friends.  She even helped me wax my car today.

I've been to two dances in a row and they both were disappointing.  The first one had a fair number of girls but had bad music.  The second one had great music but not to many "she-males", as Rich Reeves would say.

Jeff and I went to Niki Kelly's reception tonight.  I saw Cindy Chipman there.  She is looking good.

Jeff is giving his farewell tomorrow.  He says he is not quite prepared yet.

Linda just called.  She sounded kind of depressed.  So I kind of got mad.  Not mad but impatient because my day has been depressing too.  Anyway those twenty minutes went by so fast that I could not really believe it.  It is so hard to say goodbye to that girl.  We could easily talk all night and still not be able to say goodbye.

Well I'm almost done with my sandwich so I think that I will call it quits for tonight.

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