April 21, 1970 (Letter from Anne)

Sorry I haven't written but you would never believe what's been happening around here for the past 2 months.

First of all, me and some friends of mine split to Spread Eagle and stayed there for awhile.  Then we sensed things getting a little tense so we split back to Chicago.  When we got back one of the chick's parents had the cops out after us so we had to split up from the guys.  We all finally went back.  The reason I left was cuz of hassles with the old girl and a few other people.  Things got even worse when I came back so I split again.  This time I took clothes and shit never to return.  One day I ran into Fritz and he told me the old lady had two warrants for my arrest out on me.  So I figured this was as good as time as any so I scraped up some quick cash and flew down to San Francisco.  I called this chick I knew down there so she came to get me.  Her old lady started giving me a really big hassle after the first day so I split with her older brother and we took off up the coast.  We stayed about a week at one of the state beaches, which was really nice.  Then I met this cat who took me in and everything was cool until I got caught swipin a pack of damn cigarettes.  They found out I was from Chicago and also found out that the state had 2 warrants out on me.  So I spent a week in jail there then they shipped me back to Chicago where I spent another week in jail and I am out now on one year's probation and the worst part is a seven o'clock curfew.  What a drag!  Let me tell ya!  It's really a bummer when you know your friends are out living it up on a Friday and Saturday nite and you're sitting home watching dumb TV.  I have to go back to court May 13 an dust maybe they'll lift my 7:00 curfew.  I sure hope so I can't take much more.

I guess everybody knew I went to California cuz kids I don't even know come up to me and ask me how it was and shit.  But I just tell them it was really beautiful out there.  The mountains are fantastic.  One of the guys I met took me for a ride thru the mountains.  It was supposed to be a short ride and turned out to be most of the day.  I thought it was really far out when you were up there at nite and you could see all the lites down in the valley.  It was just beautiful.  I'm gonna go back there when this business is over.  The thought of ruining a beautiful life for a lousy pack of cigarettes.  I had a job and everything.  Just didn't have any money on me at the time.  But what can I say!

Otherwise, everything's fine around here.  The people around her can't stand me and think my mother doesn't realize how wild I am.  That's a bunch of shit.  Man!  This town is the biggest Peyton Place.  Even the lady pigs in California are a hell of a lot better than the ones out there.  When I was in jail in Chicago one of the matrons wold me to scrub out the bathtub.  I told her I couldn't cuz there wasn't any cleanser.  She says (she was colored) "That's tust ruff titty baby, there's nothing I can do about it".   So I said how could I ash it.  So the dumb bitch says I was talkin back and threw me in isolation for 4 days.  At first I was going crazy.  Then I finally got used to it and just slept all day.  I couldn't wait to get out of there.  Shit!  What a rat trap!  I sure as hell hope I never have to go thru that again.  Some quack or one of my old lady's attorneys (she's got about 50) called the assistant states attorney and told him to make sure I was thrown in the can for at least 3 months.    I talked to him after that and talked him out of it.  What a bunch of jerks man!  Somebody waves a $100 bill in their face and they'll do what ever you ask.  Shows how much justice is done in this damn nation.  But there's really not much a person could do about it.

I'm back in school.  I go to a Catholic high and go from 8:00 to 11:00 then take a run over to Harper Jr. College and take Public Speaking and Speech.  The college is about 2 miles from where I live.  I don't know why I'm taking these damn courses at Harper.  Crap!  I go to classes twice a week -- to get the assigned speech and to give it.  The rest of the days I don't even bother to show.  They are supposed to keep me out of trouble.  Ha!

Well, gotta go.  Take care and write soon.

February 24, 1970 (Letter from Anne)

I wrote you a couple of times but forgot to mail them and they are kinda out of date.

Well, nothins really going on around here.  School is as rotten as ever.  I really don't think I'm gonna last much longer.  I was out for 3 weeks with pneumonia.  God damn!  I have been sick for about 3 months.  I'd get a cold or sore throat and it would last about 3 wks.  I didn't know I had pneumonia till I went to the doctor and she listens to my breathing and says, "Get this girl to a hospital, she's got pneumonia if I've ever seen it."

I got a private room, was under oxygen for about 2 1/2 days, color TV, the food was shitty though.  A lot of my friends came to see me.  I was really shocked.

I have to take all this shitty medicine to keep me healthy for awhile.  I wasn't living at home for a couple months but I got busted for narcotics so my mother had to take me back.  I even went back to school.  Were they shocked when I came back.

Well, gotta few more notes to write.  Write soon.

March 31, 1969 (Letter from Anne)

Hello kid!  How are ya?  That's good.

I've had it with this place.  You wouldn't believe all the trouble I've been in lately  2 weeks ago me and six other kids got busted for booze.  I'm on probation till July 7th.  What a hassle.  Then last night I was pulling out of the parking lot in back of the pool hall and I ran into the back of a Volkswagon.  God!  Being plowed didn't help matters any.  I didn't get a ticket because it was on private property.  My insurance rates are gonna go up.  Shit!  The only bad thing about it, was that my probation officer was the cop who wrote out the report.  And I just paid him a visit 2 hours before the accident.  My mother was mad at first but then cooled off.  God!  I just broke up with this 21 yr old guy.   He's the one that's been getting me in so much trouble.  Except for school.  I haven't been going to my 5th hr study hall for the past three months and I finally got caught.  I was kicked out of school for 3 days and I had just been kicked out of school for forging hall passes.  I just don't think this is my month.  What can I say!

I just hang around with the wrong crowd.  This town has to go.  I can't go anywhere anymore without having cops on your back.  God!  They follow me all the time.  One of these days I wouldn't doubt if they followed me into the girls washroom.  Christ!  I'm gonna quit drinking.  Bad news.

Well, it's late so I better go.  Write soon.  

November 20, 1968 (Letter from Anne)

Hi kid, how are ya?  Everybody is fine here.  As you can see I invested in some stationary.  Big deal!

Sorry I haven't written but this hole (Hoffman) has had some action so I've been pretty busy.

I went and saw the Chamber Bros.  Those guys are fantastic.  Tom took me to the Electric Theater in Chicago.  The light shows there are terrific.  I really had a lot of fun.

What can I say?

My love life isn't so hot and I really don't care.  I get stuck with all the creeps.....and they all mess me up.  Not that way!  Chuckle!

My school work has gone up fantastically.  A- in W. History, B+ in Journalism, C+ in Adv. Bio, and B- in Geometry.  Not bad huh!  For me it's terrific.

I'm going to Iron Mountain for Christmas.  God! I can't wait.  Fun!  Fun!  Wait till you hear this.  Fritz has shot speed.  With the needle yet.  No lie.  I'm not kidding.  I mean I've smoked grass but I'd never drop or shoot speed.

Hate to cut off from I've got a report to do in Journalism.  Ich!  Write soon.

September 11, 1968 (Letter from Anne)

Hi!  How are ya?

I'm just fine (I think).  I had a great summer.  But right about now I feel like shit cuz my grandmother (moms mother) is dying and I've been cooking dinner.  I hope nobody gets food poisoning.  T hey (doctors) don't think she'll make it.

I've got boy problems up to my ears.  This guy who's name just happens to be Paul (how does that grab ya) who is a senior likes this one girl who is a freshman who is a freshman and she doesn't like him but is leading him on like hell.  Well, I like this guy and he is supposed to like me also.  Well, I guess I'm supposed to make up my mind and wait for him to make up his mind.  Well, if he thinks I'm gonna wait for him he's crazy.  Me and a couple of girls are gonna go up and mug her.  HA!  Not really, just chop off her hair and cut up her face a little.  That's all.  Oh! well, what can I say.

Back to the summer.  Nancy and I smoke grass twice and it's great stuff but booze is better.  I can't drink beer anymore cuz I got sick on night.  I didn't feel too good and I drink three warm beers, ate a liver, mustard, mayonanse (sp.) sandwich then had 4 more cold beers and then I heaved for 30 min. constantly.  My God! everytime I taste the stuff I feel sick to my stomach but I can drunk the hard stuff.  Wow!

Oh well, what can I say!

I had to cook dinner for 7 bloody people.  Oh God!

Well, got to go cuz homework must be done.  God! just one more year after this year.  Great.  Be good and write soon.