Well, 1/8 of my college years are behind me, it doesn't sound like much, but I'm glad the first semester is over. My grades ended up a lot better than I thought they would (2.8 average). The profs must have felt sorry for the lowly freshman.
Things are really lively around here right now. First, I might be dragged into court because the cops found out I saw some kids setting a fire. The trouble is I know the guys and they were just messing around and burned a notice on the bulletin board. I don't feel like testifying against them for that, but I might be forced to. Next is I'm pledging a fraternity and we're planning all sorts of "good" things to do to the actives.
I think I'm in the same boat you are. Last semester I had written work and this time it's all reading.
We're having Jesse Jackson, Adam Clayton Powell, Julian Bond, Dick Gregory, and a few other civil rights workers here this weekend for a convention. Sounds like we're in for some good times Friday and Saturday.
Have you heard whether Curt is home yet, I think he was leaving Nam for home sometime this week.
Augie's going on a quarter system next year so everything will be all screwed up. (We have to be back Sept. 2.) What a bite.
Oh well, take it easy on those wild weekends, write soon again.
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