Friday, February 24, 2012
February 5, 1969 (Letter from Mardi)
I'm movin' and a groovin here in Dud City! "Get me out of here." -- and I'm not perverted -- you are, boy. Changing to Pall Mall straights!!! I just don't know what to say; it's a crime punishable only by death. Pall Mall straights? Actually, I think you changed so Barb and I won't bum all those cigarettes off you.
I hope you did better this quarter than I did, I really don't know how I did for sure because I haven't got the grades yet but I know I went down in Psych. I knew I would; I got an A and I couldn't keep that up for more than one quarter. I promised myself to hit the books hard 3r4d quarter. God, after Christmas -- Blaaa! I'm going crazy w/ all these fruity girls. I hope you make Dean's list. That would be great.
When do you plan on coming home for Easter? When I leave it will be March 28 after school either Northwest flight or United. They both get into Buffalo about 9:15 p.m. You would probably leave earlier in the day, right? Nancy's father is picking her up so I can go with them or Mr. Sayles and my mother might come out if my father will.
It sounds like a lot of fantastic groups are coming to Buffalo. I don't even look anymore. I'm broke. Unless Hendrix gets here again.
I've been doing tons of reading, some for school and some on my own. I read "The Confessions of Nat Turner", the Temple of Blood and In Cold Blood and we're supposed to read Manchild in the Promised Land some time. I've also read a book of short stories -- English, blaaa. I've also read the poetry of Frost, E. E. Cummings, Ransom, and Emerson. So now you can actually see the time I have -- mostly on weekends, I've become a regular bookworm.
The weather has been another pain in the ass! -42 one day, my forehead went numb again. Now, yesterday and today it's been in the 30's which is a heat wave out here.
I don't have a chance of getting into trouble so don't worry. I must go, I'm starving -- I've been starving since I got back! Please, please take care. Have you heard from Mike? I think he died! He's going to get it!!
P.S. You'll be surprised that I'm the sophisticated type!!! That's what she told me in Charm! If she only knew!
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