I was rummaging around in old boxes over the weekend and found my old diary. If you ever had the urge to snoop in someone's diary, here's your chance. Mine was a 5-year version, with a little lock on the front and a sticker that said "PLEASE! Keep out!"These were some extra-special things I recorded in the back of the diary that happened over the 5 years. In the first entry, around 1966 or 7, I enjoyed hiking. In the second entry, our cat died. In the third entry, around 1968, a family friend who had lived with us for several months finally moved out. In the 4th entry, 1969, we moved from California to Rhode Island. And in the final entry at Thanksgiving in 1969 or 1970, at age 11 or 12, well..!
I guess that's why I don't drink anymore! :)
