Sorry to hear that you didn't make it out to Calif. I guess Minneapolis will just have to do. I'm glad that you found a job and that you like it. God, was I surprised to hear about Foster. I guess he's all talk and no action. If Mike's gonna be that much of a baby the rest of his life -- he's gonna have a ruff time. But it will be his own fault.
I started summer school at EOC last week. I needed three more credits so I could transfer in the fall. I'm taking a history course. It's horrible! Boring as hell!
Two weeks ago Sheryl Larson, Barb Check, Phyllis Valone, and I spent a week at Lake Erie. We rented a beautiful cabin near Barcelona, N.Y. We didn't meet many people but we had a good time by ourselves. Bought a couple six packs and some gin and got totally smashed on night. We all were drunk, had thrown up and were in bed by 11:30 pm. It was hysterical, but I had one hell of a hangover the next day. Friday night we drove into Westfield and went to the drive-in. Guess what? T hey only show dirty, pornographic movies there and they even checked proof. (You have to be 18 or over.) The movies we saw weren't' that dirty (shit) but
the previews we saw were censored! Wow! We came home last Sunday (regretfully) and now I'm already back in the same damn rut.
I haven't seen much of Mark. He's lifeguarding down at the pool. He stops in here on his way home sometimes. His girlfriend was here last week.
I can't believe that this weekend is the fourth of July. A couple of us girls are going to the parade in the morning and then to the fireworks that night. Sounds like fun, huh?
I went to a wedding that your father performed yesterday. My cousin, Cathy Benson, got married. She married Terry Stanko. It was really a nice wedding. Your father was, oh, should I say magnificent! Just like his son!
Be good Paul, and take care of yourself. Write soon.
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