Apr 18 - TIME-JUMP: 1971 trip to Europe

Tuesday, April 18, 1972 - Page 109
LOCATION: Newport Beach, California

11:03:36 PM
Cursory organization implementation. Mostly watched TV, from 7:30 to 11:00. Rained today.

[TIME-JUMP]
A YEAR AGO --
April 11, 1971: Lost on Subway, Mom called the NYPD -- their services were not needed.
(April 14, 1972: "Lost" in Backbay, Mom called Harbor Patrol -- their services were not needed.)
April 12, 1971: Night before, we'd gone to the Radio City Music Hall to see "A New Leaf," and the fabled Rockettes -- on the 12th, saw the Statue of Liberty, and lots of museums.

"A New Leaf" theatrical release poster, 1971

April 13, 1971, checked out of the Tudor Hotel, NY, NY, drove to Kennedy Airport and flew to Copenhagen. I became employed by Father Hugh Farrington to lead the Orange Group (along with a fair haired lass name of Geri Langer). Sight-saw in the bus, then Geri Lee Langer (Same initials as me, G.L.L.), went bicycling in Denmark. After that, the gang (including Tom, mentioned earlier in the year) went on a hydro-foil to Sweden, where we stayed for about 10 minutes. Got back to the Hotel exhausted way past midnight.

April 15 (oops, I missed a day somewhere), flew to Milan, viewing the Alps from above. Saw more sights, then bussed to Florence. That night, Tom, Geri, Me, Peggy Latka & Soozwol Latka (Ken chickened out at the last minute) went to a Firenza discotheque. Mr. Latka dubbed it an opium den.
April 16 -- Herded in a bus to Rome.
April 17 -- Saw churches, ruins and various other sights.
April 18, Sunday -- Had mass in St. Peters (despite my heathen convictions). We went to see "Joe" in Italian. Got lost, found Gil. Finis 11:28:36

"Joe" theatrical release poster, 1970

Apr 11 - Home improvements

Tuesday, April 11, 1972 - Page 102
LOCATION: Newport Beach, California

8:00 PM
Got up at 10:00 A.M. (unusually early for me), and did some organizing of my room which will continue on the morrow. I rearranged the Radio, Lil' Lamp and digital Clock combo on my right, getting the wires sorted, wound and held in place out of sight by a cardboard shelf I made. Washed my muddy leather old shoes today (muddy since last kayak venture), and while looking for a hose out back found the stereo phonograph player, and brought it in. I dug out the old records from the Cabana (also found the "Wisdom" magazines which I must read sometime, and a few magazines which I plundered), placed the record player in the attic with an extension cord, and put the remote speakers above my head. The thing still works. Maybe I'll get Gold's assistance in making it better & compiling reasonable records. Besides that, the place is still a mess. I wrote a letter to Soozwol to check about my last letter which mightn't've gotten through. For the past two days it's been overcast & threatening to rain, but nights have been crystal clear.

[TIME-JUMP INTO THE PAST: News from this day in 1971]
Last year on this date was Easter Sunday, and Mom & Me set out for the Statue of Liberty, but the dreaded subway monster separated us, and I proceeded to get hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of underground Manhattan. Finally made it back to our hotel by 7:00 P.M. after being lost for five or six hours.