Thoughts of a 60s teen

Chapter 5

Sept 19, 1966

Dear Hannah,

There, how do you like that name? I like it much better then Molly, but I'm not too sure, we'll see I guess. 

Well Miss. Williams, who is the editor of the paper as well as the Junior class English teacher  said that because she's getting married at the end of the month so she's going to quit teaching and Mr. Anderson, who teaches the senior English class will take over until the school can get a teacher for the rest of the year as well as take over for the school paper. Maybe now Ill be able to get something published in it and not get it covered in red ink?

I'm in choir this year as well and on the debate team. Mom said that as long as my school work isn't affecting my homework she doesn't see why I can't be on it. Dad just grumbled and asked why I wanted to be on the debate team when I start enough arguments at home as it.

Sorry this is so short, Jen just let out a Shrike like a banshee....you know what that means, The Monkees are on. I might punch the TV. 

School tomorrow.

Susan.

September 22, 1966

Dear Journal,

I'm going to start using Journal until I can find a good name for you....I may just stick with journal.

Theses last few days have been slightly crazy. I stayed later then normal at school yesterday because of a newspaper meeting then I went over to Judy's house so we could study for this upcoming math test that we have next week. I like going over to Judy's house. Her mom has the best snacks and her room is very mod. When I got there Judy's brother Gary, answered the door. Gary is in college so it startled me as to why he was home. I asked if Judy was home and he said that she was in her room and to go on up. I took the stairs two at a time like I normally did and busted into her room. Judy was on her bed crying. I asked what was wrong and she said that Gary had dropped out of college to join the war. I didn't know what to say. Gary was the last person I thought who would volunteer for the war. He's in to peace, love and stuff like that.

I asked her if she wanted me to go. She nodded. I gave her a hug and told her things would work out and left.

I really don't know what to say.

This sucks.

Susan.