Every week or two, I revisit childhood journals for hilariously awkward and occasionally mortifying stories. In this entry, I recap a a neighborhood barbecue and revise my summer to-do list (pictured).I’ve typed it exactly as written, except for replacing identifiable names with initials in searchable text. Tuesday, June 20, 1995 (6:53 p.m.) “Celebrate Good Times! Come on!” I’m having a great… Read more »
From time to time, I like to revisit childhood journals for hilariously awkward and occasionally mortifying stories. Here’s what happened after what seems to have been the spring dance. (Evidently I had resolved to journal more frequently, but failed to do so.) I’ve typed it exactly as written, except for replacing full names with initials to somewhat protect the identities… Read more »
