Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Dec 31 - TIME REVIEW: Final 100 days of 1972***

Sunday, December 31, 1972 - Page 366
LOCATION: San Francisco, Squaw Valley, Boreal Ridge
Boreal Ridge, Soda Springs, California
Got up around 7:30. Windy & clear. We were moving by 8:15 and got to Squaw Valley at noon thirty.

[I have a memory here that YoungGrady did not mention but I will record it now: Mom was driving the Imperial and she was pulled over for speeding by the Highway Patrol. She was going maybe 75 miles per hour. While the officer was writing her ticket by our window, he turned to see a car zooming by at 90 mph. "Wow," he said, "I wish I had my radar on that guy." I asked him, "So how do you like working on New Year's Eve?" I could tell he was about to say, "It sucks" -- but in 1972, "sucks" was still a forbidden cuss word. Instead he said, "Not good." This brings us full-circle since I asked another policeman the same question at the beginning of this journal, and he replied, "Pretty shitty."(January 2]

Twas crowded so we went back to Boreal Ridge, ate at the lodge cafeteria and got skis. Jain watched, mom & Willie took instruction, and Jimmy & I skied at 2:30 or 3:00. Met Heidi and Martha, watched their Skis, left and tackled the T-bar with Willie. I skied down the slope around 4:30. T-bar closed, Jim & I took the chairlift to ski down the slope 3 or 4 times. On the last time, bout 5:30, I busted a ski, so I had to quit.

We drove home, stopping at the Ground Cow for food. Got home 'bout 10:00. Played chess, then Pinochle. Roark came by around 2:00. Me, Will & Mom played cutthroat while Jim got the car, driving Roark home. Chunk called, informing us he wasn't coming. To bed by 2 or 3.

Life is a near-death experience
-- George Carlin

[Here we have some spillover into 1973 for our return journey]
Monday, January 1, 1973
LOCATION: From San Francisco to San Simeon
I got up about 11:30. Were on the road by 12:30. Saw the whales. I dozed in the back seat for an hour or so. Got to San Simeon, stopped for gas and food, and stayed at a motel bout 7:00. Went to sleep at 8:30. [This is the half-way point between Frisco & LA: it's a 4- or 5-hour drive in either direction. On an earlier trip we had visited San Simeon's Hearst Castle.]
Casa Grande at Hearst Castle (wiki info)
Tuesday, January 2, 1973
LOCATION: From San Simeon to Newport Beach
Got up early & left about 8:00 or 7:30. Passed through Santa Barbara, etc. Stopped at an A&W. Got home about 3:00, after stopping at [Grandma] Dot's [in Santa Ana] around 1:30. Cat was okay. Dad came over.

Life is not a spectacle or a feast; it is a predicament
-- George Santayana

Thus ends the 366th day / page of Leap Year 1972.
But there are three additional pages of photos pasted into this book. Here they are:
Page 367
Page 368
Page 369
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives
-- Annie Dillard

TIME REVIEW: Final 100 Days of 1972
LOCATION: Corona, California -- December 2013

The previous 100-day update occurred on September 22, 1972 (Page 266). On that day YoungGrady wrote: "We shall see if the next 100 mark is similarly out of synch. Since it'll be Dec 31, my guess is it'll be pretty late."

INDEED IT IS. Now, 41 years later, it is left for OldGrady to complete this final 100-Day Time Review.

So here we go... 

BOOKS I READ
DINOSAURS by Edwin Colbert, "The Fossil Book," & The Golden Nature Guide: Fossils, which helped me to catalog my extensive fossil collection (Sep 24). Continued to read Michener's "The Drifters," but never managed to finish it (good book but too danged looong). Finished Something Wicked This Way Comes; The Magus; The Age of the Dinosaurs; early volumes of the Emergence of Man Time/Life Books series; Daybreak 2250 A.D.; Star Trek 7; Star Trek 8; Catch-22; & began Impossible Possibilities.
CATCH-22 by Joseph Heller (1961)
In 1955, the 1st chapter of this book was published in a magazine with the title Catch-18. For the book's publication, Heller's agent suggested he change the title so it would not be confused with a 1961 novel by Leon Uris called Mila 18Catch-11 was considered, but that could have been confused with the 1960 movie Ocean's ElevenCatch-17 was no good because of the film Stalag 17Catch-14 was rejected because the publisher didn't think 14 was a "funny number." Finally they hit upon Catch-22 and it stuck.
MOVIES I WATCHED IN THEATERS (USUALLY AT DRIVE-INS)
The Last Picture Show; Bless the Beasts and the Children; The Man; Hannie Caulder; Doctor Zhivago; me, natalie; A Clockwork Orange; Dealing: Or the Berkeley-to-Boston Forty-Brick Lost-Bag Blues; King Elephant; Orson Welles' Treasure Island; The Wrath of God; They Only Kill Their Masters; The Candidate; The Groundstar Conspiracy; The Poseidon Adventure.
THE MAN (1972)
Here is a made-for-TV film that was so good it skipped television and went straight to theaters. In a screenplay by Rod Serling based on an Irving Wallace novel, James Earl Jones portrays Douglass Dilman who becomes the first African American president -- by accident. In addition to being the first Black president more than 36 years before the actual occurrence, the fictional Dilman was also the first unelected president, foreshadowing the real-world elevation of Gerald Ford by less than 25 months.
MOVIES I SAW ON TV
The Beguiled; Mister Moses; To Sir, With Love; The Odd Couple; Godzilla vs. The Sea Monster; Giant; In Cold Blood; Patton; Barefoot in the Park; Brian's Song; West Side Story; The African Queen; The Snow Goose.
BRIAN'S SONG (1971)
Based on the tragic true story of football player Brian Piccolo, this ABC Movie of the Week was such a success that it was later shown in theaters with a major premier in Chicago. Many critics consider it to be one of the finest telefilms ever made.
PERSONAL ACTIVITIES
Spent much of my time killing ants in our mobile home; began a maintenance-man job at The Ivanhoe Motel on October 3 for $1.75 per hour; did extensive preliminary work on my epic sci-fi series Tempus Fugitives; nearly expired from hypothermia after vacuuming the unheated Ivanhoe pool on November 21; late in November the local newspaper terrified mobile home residents when it reported that the Newport Beach Building Supervisor was threatening to shut down six trailer parks (including ours) as "public nuisances." The winter of 72 saw some record high temperatures in Los Angeles (85° on 12/1 & 83° on 12/20).

There was a big computer convention in December. This was the AFIPS (American Federation of Information Processing Societies) '72 Fall Joint Computer Conference held at the Anaheim Convention Center, Dec. 5 thru 7. Where was Computer Science in 72? Find out here: AFIPS Proceedings 1972 Part I - Part II.
Archie Comics, 1972 - Visiting the future
Apollo 17 represented the final manned mission to the moon; I bought a Honda 100 motorcycle for $80 with Chuck's help, but it had a perplexing electrical problem that caused it to stop running every 10 miles or so -- nevertheless, I used it to ride to my job a few times in 1973, but it always broke down; saw John Wayne & his son (probably Ethan) as we left Newport Beach on our way to San Francisco to visit my aunt & cousins for the holidays; finished the year seeing the sights in San Fran, playing lots of games to pass the time, then went downhill skiing & nearly broke my leg.
THE IVANHOE MOTEL
was demolished in 1999
Final 100 Days: 72's NEWS
October 8: George McGovern chooses Statesman Sargent Shriver as his vice-preidential nominee, replacing Thomas Eagleton who admitted to having received treatment for mental problems. But the negative press had done its damage -- McGovern loses to Nixon in a landslide with the Presidential Election on November 7.
October 13: Uruguayan Air Force Flight 571 carrying 45 people crashes in the Andes. On December 20, 16 survivors are found alive having resorted to cannibalism to survive. These events were told in the 1974 book, Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors, and became a 1993 movie, Alive: The Miracle of the Andes.
October 25: First female FBI agents are hired.
October 30: A commuter train collision in Chicago kills 45, injures hundreds.
November 5: Native American activists occupy the Bureau of Indian Affairs.
November 14: The Dow Jones Industrial Average closes above 1,000 for the first time.
November 29: Atari launches the first generation of video games with the release of their highly successful arcade version of Pong.
December 7 to 19: Apollo 17 is the final manned moon mission, following Apollo 16 earlier in 1972 (April 16 to 27).
December 25: The massive Christmas Bombing of North Vietnam provokes rampant disapproval of President Nixon. On August 9, 1974, Nixon would resign to avoid impeachment proceedings resulting from the Watergate coverup. This scandal began on June 17, 1972, when 5 White House operatives were arrested for burglarizing offices of the Democratic National Committee.
December 29: Eastern Air Lines Flight 401 crashes into the Florida Everglades killing 101 of 176 passengers.
December 31: Roberto Clemente, famed right fielder for the Pittsburgh Pirates, dies in a plane crash off the coast of Puerto Rico while en route to deliver aid to Nicaraguan earthquake victims. The U.S. ban on the pesticide DDT takes effect. The International Time Bureau adds an extra leap second to end of the year, following up on the first leap second that was inserted on June 30, making 1972 two seconds longer than any previously recorded Leap Year.


Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans
-- John Lennon

The final 10 pages in this journal exist only as very brief daily descriptions written on five sheets of 3.75" x 6.75" notebook paper. Apparently I didn't want to carry the book on our trip to San Fran. I'm sure I thought I would find time to elaborate on these short notes but I never got around to it.
Keeping this diary for an entire year was a big commitment in time & attention that wore me down toward the end. I was so discouraged by the results of my writing efforts that I just didn't care about APPOINTMENTS 1972 anymore.

In 1977, when the time came to discard excess junk as I was moving from Utah with my girl friend on our way to Idaho, I simply left it behind with no remorse.

It is only thru an unlikely twist of fate that this book was rescued from oblivion and returned to me. I'm still not sure exactly how I feel about it -- but now it's out here for everyone to see. Maybe this blog will stand as a useful document that preserves one person's daily memories of that bygone pre-digital era...

T I O L I   (Take it or leave it)

I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left
-- Seasick Steve

NEXT WEEK: Top 20 Entries from 1972 - Part 1 (1 to 5)

Monday, December 30, 2013

Dec 30 - Boring Saturday reruns

Saturday, December 30, 1972 - Page 365
LOCATION: San Francisco

Finally got to sleep around 6:30. The card game broke up at 7:00. Around 8:30 the damn Imperial's horn went off and mom went out to turn it off -- I slept thru it fortunately. We were sposed to leave for Tahoe Saturday morn but everyone was too wasted. Everyone woke up around 4:00 but I promptly went back to sleep. I woke up again at 6:00 and mom came in to get all my dirty clothes to wash (that included all my clothes practically) so I tried to go back to sleep cause I couldn't go wandering around with no clothes. I took a shower. I eventually obtained some clothes and went upstairs at 7:30 for a dinner of hamburgers. Watched T.V. alot -- UFO, All in the Family, Bridget Loves Bernie (Jim went out on his bike for milk & film -- I gave him $5 to help out on the cost), Mary Tyler Moore, Bob Newhart, & Carol Burnett -- all reruns already. Played Will a game of chess and beat him -- we all went to bed early -- Jain at 10:00, mom at 10:30, us boys at 11:00. 'Tis now 11:20. We're getting up tomorrow at 6:30 to go to Tahoe. It's supposed to be snowing there, or so said the weather man yesterday.

TOMORROW: TIME REVIEW: Final 100 days of 1972

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Dec 29 - Pinochle, pinochle & more pinochle

Friday, December 29, 1972 - Page 364
LOCATION: San Francisco

Got up at 3:00 or 4:00. Mom left to get Jain. Will did the dishes. I amused myself for a while -- played chess with Will & lost too often. Jim arrived around 5:00. I watched T.V. alot & made designs on a grid. Time passed, and around 8:30 Carol & Roark showed up. We all played a long time -- first everyone in 7-handed pinochle -- Winners stayed at the big table to play 2-partner pinochle (I was a winner) and the others (Roark, Jim, Mom) played cutthroat pinochle on the small card table. Then (tho I won as a partner of Jim) everyone (Carol & Roark, Mom & Jain, & sometimes Will) played pinochle.
ORION, the 1971 Parker Brothers "game system"
I played Orion (Algol = Demon Star) with Jim and beat him alot. He crashed, and I observed the card players, then Carol bowed out with Jain to do the dishes, and Me & Roark, & Mom & Will played. Jain finished the dishes and became a partner of Will in a new game in which Roark & Mom were partners. Carol read a magazine. I came to bed at 5:30, with a headache. Beer, cake, ice cream, potato chips, arm wrestling.

72's NEWS
Eastern Air Lines Flight 401 crashes into the Everglades in Florida, killing 101 of 176 on board.

TOMORROW: Boring Saturday reruns

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Dec 28 - Hanging around & not doing much

Thursday, December 28, 1972 - Page 363
LOCATION: San Francisco
2006 photo of Lombard Street seen from Coit Tower
Last night we went down Lombard St. and over the Golden Gate Bridge. I woke up this morning at 1:30. Took a bath. Mom & Willie soon left to pick up Roark at work. I stayed home, ate three turkey sandwiches and got educated watching Sesame Street. Roark arrived, and Mom & Will went to pick up Jain. I talked with Roark awhile (he had to stay to see Jain about something) about Sony, Pinochle & various other stuff. Jain & Co. arrived & Willie & I played chess. Jim came, & Roark left soon.

Will & I went out to fix the handle on the rear right door (it came off when we returned from the movie). I also fixed the left rear door's ashtray lid that wouldn't close. Met Al (a neighbor) out there. Came back, Jim went out & returned with milk and cigs. Jain's sick, and went to bed early. Me, Jim, Will & Mom played pinochle till 12:00. Me & Will won. Then Me, mom, and Will played till 3:30. Will won tho mom was in the lead most often and I took the lead once with slick cheating. 'Tis now 3:45.
2004 picture of the Golden Gate Bridge with downtown San Francisco at rear left
TOMORROW: Pinochle, pinochle & more pinochle

Friday, December 27, 2013

Dec 27 - Poseidon Adventure

Wednesday, December 27, 1972 - Page 362
LOCATION: San Francisco & Sausalito
2005 photo of Sausalito from Bridgeway, the city's central street
Rained. Woke up at 9:00 when mom tapped on the window to get me to open the front door for her. She'd driven Jain to work but had no key to get in. Went back to sleep -- awoke at 12:00 or 1:30 and mom made us some turkey sandwiches.
2009 photo of entrance to the interactive "Mechanical Museum"
Then Will, Me & Mom drove to the earthquake site, then to Cliff House's Musée Mechanique, then to Jain's warehouse to pick her up (4:30). Drove around alot from there. Drove home after that and ate some food. Then we (Me, Mom, Jain, Will & Jim, who rode his bike to work) drove to the Poseidon Adventure (out at 9:00) then to Roark & Carol's (left at 11:00), then home by 1:30. Drove to Sausalito & Jack in the Box. Played chess with Will till 2:00. Went to sleep 2:30.
Original 1972 Theatrical Poster (info)

Academy Award Winning Theme from The Poseidon Adventure"The Morning After" by Maureen McGovern, with scenes from the movie
TOMORROW: Hanging around & not doing much

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Dec 26 - Out with the Christmas tree

Tuesday, December 26, 1972 - Page 361
LOCATION: San Francisco
The Weidner's San Francisco House as it looked in 1956
Woke up at about 5:30. This morning Jim had to take the bus because his tire was flat. Willie was fixing it when I got up. Jain was home already, having been driven & picked up to & at work. Jim got home soon. Willie & I chopped the branches off the X-mas tree & took the trunk down, then the branches (at Jain's insistence). We ate some more turkey with the left overs & then we played pinochle till 12:30. Jain, Jim & mom went to bed. Mom & Jain talked for an hour or so in bed while Willie & I played poker & chess. Quit (at Jain's insistence) at 1:30. Got to sleep around 3:00, sleeping with Cornelius (Jim's cat).

72's NEWS
President Harry S. Truman died today at 7:50 AM from pneumonia. He was 88. Question: What was his middle name? Answer: He didn't have a middle name, just an initial. (wiki info)

TOMORROW: Poseidon Adventure

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Dec 25 - Merry Christmas to Vietnam***

Monday, December 25, 1972 - Page 360
LOCATION: San Francisco
The biggest ever bombing campaign by B-52 aircraft took place over Christmas 1972 when the U.S. dropped at least 20,000 tons of explosives on North Vietnam, mostly Hanoi. More than 1,000 Vietnamese died. [BBC 12/24/2012]
Christmas Day -- I woke up at 5:30. Had a big Turkey dinner and then I took a shower. I dried the dishes. Played pinochle a long time. Jim & Jain had to work the next day so they went to bed at 12:00 and Me, Mom & Will played pinochle till 6:30 A.M. Tuesday.

72's NEWS
To celebrate Christmas, the U.S. bombs North Vietnam. This results in widespread criticism of President Nixon.

After the Paris Peace Accords of January 27, 1973, all U.S. combat troops are withdrawn by March 29, 1973. In December 1974, North Vietnam captures the province of Phước Long and begins a full-scale offensive, culminating in the Fall of Saigon on April 30, 1975.
The Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington, D.C. bears the names of 58,195 soldiers who died in the war. A greater number of veterans died of suicide after coming home.
The Defense Department officially reports that 950,765 communist Vietnamese were killed between 1965 and 1974. The true figure is much higher. Following the war, American Vietnam vets who killed themselves are estimated to be between 50,000 and 100,000.

The suicide rate among current 2013 veterans is more than 20 per day according to conservative & incomplete estimates by the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs. That's about 1 self-inflicted death every hour. The true figures are even higher. [See CNN, November 14, 2013]

WAR, good God y'all, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.
My brother's gravesite at Arlington National Cemetery
From the Pogo comic strip by Walt Kelly
TOMORROW: Out with the Christmas tree

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Dec 24 - Car troubles on Christmas Eve

Sunday, December 24, 1972 - Page 359
LOCATION: San Francisco

Christmas Eve. Got up at 8:30 and got out & on the road by 9:45. We were going to Tahoe, but the car broke down. Tried to fix it but couldn't. I got a ride to the H.P. [Highway Patrol] and got a tow truck called for. Rode back with cop. Still waiting.

The tow truck arrived at 3:00 P.M., manned by a nice young bearded fellow. It's illegal to ride in the car being towed so Mom & Jain rode in the tow truck and we three rode in the back of it. We drove 'bout five miles to a place near Placerville, landing at a gas station. The thing cost $19.50 I think.

He left, and the guy at the gas station took over. Went out to get a piece (the hose for the power steering), came back, installed it, and we paid him and left. It took an hour in all, at least. There was a dog there that kept us company. Got home around 7:00.

Cynthia came over. Jim & Will & I played chess. Roark & Carol arrived and we all sat around & talked & opened presents. Finally they left at 1:00 or 2:00. Will, Me & Jim played poker. And we all got to bed around 5:00 or 6:00.

72's NEWS
Swedish Prime minister Olof Palme compares the American bombings of North Vietnam to Nazi massacres. Consequently, the U.S. breaks diplomatic contact with Sweden.

TOMORROW: Merry Christmas to Vietnam

Monday, December 23, 2013

Dec 23 - Going bowling for the first time

Saturday, December 23, 1972 - Page 358
LOCATION: San Francisco

I slept till 2:00 the next day. At 11:30 Jim got up to drive Roark around looking for cars. I declined, and slept until everyone was gone -- Willie was away at Fisherman's Wharf, and Mom & Jain went shopping. I read from the numerous multitude of magazines in the house. After awhile, Roark & Carol (his wife) came by, along with Jim who drove them around. Roark's still searching for a car.

Jim & I played some chess, then drove Roark & Carol home. He returned & we played more chess, and Willie got home with my present which he kept in a bag. I played Willie some chess games too. I came out very well with both of them. We went out bowling, which I had never done, and we played 5 games. I won the last one, getting 110 points after I got the hang of it. Cost me $10.50.

[Jain is my mother's sister. Willie, Jim & Roark are her sons. She also has one daughter, Cynthia.]

Mom & Jain were home when we got back at about 8:30. I did some weight lifting with Willie and had some pizza. Then we all watched T.V. for a while and I played chess with Will then Jim till about 12:30. I finally got to sleep about 1:30 or later.

TOMORROW: Car troubles on Christmas Eve

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Dec 22 - Saw John Wayne as we left for Frisco**

Friday, December 22, 1972 - Page 357
LOCATION: From Newport Beach to San Francisco

Woke up at 11:00 and took a bath. Mom got home from work at 11:30 and did the dishes & various other stuff. I threw clothes and junk into my duffle bag and we left at around 12:30. Driving along 17th street we saw John Wayne and his little kid [Ethan Wayne, born 1962] in his custom made station wagon. A minute later we saw Chunk [my brother] in his dented busted unpainted Barracuda. So we were off, leaving behind the familiarities of Newport Beach.
John Wayne at the 1972 Cannes Film Festival
Wayne was driving a customized Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser station wagon (wiki info). The clamshell top provided extra room for the Duke's tall cowboy hats which he often wore when he didn't want to bother applying his toupée.

Here I am again confronted by the faultiness of memory. I went on the internet to snatch a photo of JW's 1972 car and I found these two. They are the same vehicle but they look completely different and I can't tell you for certain which one we saw him in that day. Probably the top one because it is less flamboyant. I think I would have remembered steer horns on his hood.
The trip thru L.A. and to S.F. was uneventful. The weather changed from warm & clear to cold & cloudy but it only sprinkled on us for a few minutes. We got to San Fran at 8:00, and Me, Mom, Jain, Willie, & Jim went out to an Italian restaurant for food. After which we drove around for a while, getting back home at 1:30 A.M. It was very foggy after we got out of the restaurant but it cleared in an hour. I got to sleep about 3:00 A.M with a headache I had all night.
A T-Shirt that John Wayne gave to Chuck when he
was invited onto the Duke's yacht, the Wild Goose
(See 
Chuck Lyda biography) 
TOMORROW: Going bowling for the first time

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Dec 21 - Christmas candy

Thursday, December 21, 1972 - Page 356
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim
8:00 PM
Today I overslept again and got to work at 10:40. Mike was delivering candy to clients. I found a freshly dead bird near the heater rooms and it was so beauteous I decided to stuff it and hang it in my room rather than let the maggots destroy it. Painted 115 and set it up. Took an hour off for lunch & a couple of hours for procrastinating (reading). Was another warm day -- 82° in L.A.

Got off work at 5:30. Gave L&M their present, and they gave me a box of candy as they did to all their employees (same thing I gave them) & got the little ironing board mom had ordered from them and I wandered off getting the bus without waiting. I waited a half hour for the 6:30 bus with Dave -- there were more passengers than usual, and among them was John, Lois & Sue (the coffee girl). I passed the candy around and designed a name (Todd) in Old English so Lois could use it as a pattern to crochet it onto a long wrap-around scarf she knitted as a gift for a guy who rides a motorcycle. Mom picked me up at the Centinella lot. Finished '22.' Jain getting divorced -- cashed my check.

TOMORROW: Saw John Wayne as we left for Frisco

Friday, December 20, 2013

Dec 20 - Laramée & Mike's Anniversary

Wednesday, December 20, 1972 - Page 355
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

(8:00 PM 12/21/1972)
Overslept & got the 9:00 A.M. bus. 'Twas very foggy but it burned off later in the day, becoming sunny & warm with a record-breaking temperature of 83° in L.A. Got to work at 10:40. Ken was there because L&M were out celebrating their anniversary -- 3rd I think it was. They were gone most of the day and I din't do much work at all. Finished 114 and started 115, did the detail painting.
Laramée Lyda's 1968 Newport Harbor High Yearbook photo
I left at 5:30, waiting outside on the lawn for mom to appear. 45 minutes later she drove up, and L&M came a few minutes later. Mom gave them their anniversary present, and they gave us our Christmas gifts. I got a book called "Impossible Possibilities," which is about the kind of technical stuff I'm dealing with in "T.F." We left there quickly and drove home, with mom stopping to buy candy for someone at work as a gift. At home I wrapped the present mom bought for L&M which is from me. Dot had been there earlier in the day to pick up some things and had washed the dishes so that was one big pain out of the way. Tuesday I got to sleep at 3:00, Weds I got to sleep at 2:30. Haven't been getting much sleep lately. Ate at the Hamburger House Weds. and Thursday.

From the authors of the worldwide bestseller
THE MORNING OF THE MAGICIANS
A fascinating exploration of mankind's potential

TOMORROW: Christmas candy

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Dec 19 - The new maid, Mimi (or Enid)

Tuesday, December 19, 1972 - Page 354
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

APOLLO 17 LANDED TODAY AS PLANNED

11:00 PM
I got to sleep last night finally around 3:30. Good ole insomnia. Got the 8:00 A.M. bus just barely (had to skip brushing my teeth), and the driver gave me an envelope containing the new bus schedules that are coming into effect in January. I quickly fell asleep on the bus, stretching out in the rearmost seat (my usual location) and awaking only seldom to notice we were passing thru thick fog. I woke up in time to get off (that's one of the mysteries of the brain, how it always signals a sleeping bus rider when the trip is over -- I've never seen it fail) and loped groggily to the RTD terminal. It was less foggy there in Santa Ana and it burned off quickly, resolving into a warm day. I wandered to the terminal's facilities (I didn't have time to attend to that at home) and wandered back to the lobby.

I read "Catch-22" and was at work by 9:40. Worked on painting 114, taking an apalling amount of time and taking breaks incessantly. I'm learning. The new maid I noticed a few days ago was back today -- a beautiful girl wearing low-ride levis and a yellow body shirt that revealed her admirable contours -- unfortunately she was wearing a brassiere. She ignored me very well, I thought, and I assumed she was one of those girls who were so cold a little light comes on every time they open their mouths. But when a leaky faucet broke in room 118, I couldn't avoid her (she was working on 118 & 119) and discovered she had a husky feminine voice, a nice smile and quick wit. She's pro'ly married. If not, I'll hijack her to be my model. Her name is either Enid or Mimi, I'll find out for sure later. I hope she doesn't quit the job like Laura & Laura did before her. Angela, though cute and deliberately charming, is 16 and goes to school and is still hesitant with life -- Mimi (or Enid) appears to be mature and intelligent. I hope, I hope. I hope.

Anyway, I quit working at 5:15 again, and passed up the 6:00 Laguna bus for Dave's 6:30 Balboa. Neither John, Lois, nor the coffee girl were featured on this trip. Dave sold his car to one of his fellow drivers (he showed me the check for $150) but my suspicion against his congenial sincerity was warded off by a congenially sincere promise that he'd be looking for a car for me and let me know if he found one.

A woman got on at South Coast Plaza -- she wanted the Laguna Beach bus, but Dave informed her the last one left a half hour earlier. He took her on, and dropped she & me off at the bridge on Coast Hwy & Newport, and I escorted her to the Greyhound station.


She was from Berkeley, just graduated college, & had been a Junior High & High School English & Music teacher & was going to Laguna Beach for a rest at a friend's hotel where she was staying for free. I carried her heavy suitcase. The Greyhound station was closed, and I tried to call the Greyhound station on a payphone, trying various numbers which were either busy or din't answer. Luckily a bus pulled in -- heading South. She got in, I handed her the suitcase, and she went away to Laguna.

I walked home, stopping to buy new pants at Mister Britches. Got home at 8:00, ate a T.V. dinner & watched T.V. Mom got home around nine after shopping. I took a bath and tried the new hair styler-drier that she bought. So I'm beautiful now. I'm on page 314.

TOMORROW: Laramée & Mike's Anniversary

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Dec 18 - Denizens of public transportation**

Monday, December 18, 1972 - Page 353
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

(12:14:04 AM 12/19/1972)
Got up at 8:00, got to work at 9:45. Drove the Van a bit today cause Mike had to take his bike to the motorcycle shop to get a tire replaced (at Kawasaki's expense -- faulty merchandise) so I had to shuttle him Twice -- to drive there, with him riding his bike, and to drive back, with him riding his bike back after it was fixed. Washed some more windows ('twas a warm sunny day), finished the caulking, and broke a bathroom mirror, but still found time to procrastinate (about an hour's worth), to read. Had lunch at the Hamburger House.

Got the 6:30 bus (though I was there soon enough for the 6:00 bus) and talked with Dave. It was quite a crowd that day -- there were only five passengers -- one normal rider in back, the rest of us up front: John Keenen, a grossly extroverted sex pot who drives an ice-cream truck (he's 18); Lois, a regular rider on Dave's bus who's young, married, clever, and pretty in a simple way; and the girl who works at a coffee shop who gets on at South Coast Plaza and who rides free because she gets Dave a cup of coffee which he shares with me. I held yellow yarn for Lois while she wound it into a ball, and John (very loud) talked about various things, mostly about girls & himself -- I countered his comments with clever put-downs that he didn't notice, but which kept Lois, Coffee girl, & Dave chuckling.

The main topic tho was between me & Dave: he's got two other guys whom he works with who wants to buy his metallic green '62 Chevy Belair with the lousy upholstery but good engine whom I'm competing with. He'd like to see me get the car cuz I'm a helluva nice guy and he doesn't want to sell it to some one he works with cuz they might bug him later.

I walked home, cuz mom was playing bridge, but on the way Chunk picked me up in the Barracuda, then picked up Winnie at her house, then dropped me off with Tim's chess set. I wrapped it up like an X-mas gift and I'll give it to him. Am on page 249 in "22" -- am gonna read it now.

TOMORROW: The new maid, Mimi (or Enid)

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Dec 17 - Dinner at home with Mom, Dad, Chuck**

Sunday, December 17, 1972 - Page 352
LOCATION: Newport Beach

12:30 PM
I woke up about 11:00. Also about 11:00 Chunk & Joe came by to go paddling. They're out there now. The day is cloudy and cold, as was yesterday. About ten minutes ago, with a space cleared in the cabaña, mom started moving the assembled garment rack, full of clothes and hangers, from the living room to the cabaña. 'Twas too big so she enlisted my hesitant aid. Going thru the narrow hallway the garment bag ripped and mom gave up exasperated. I took all the clothes & hangers off, disassembled it, moved it to the cabaña, and set it up. Then I put the clothes back on. Now she's in there trying to tape the thin plastic garment bag.

Shots of our trailer in 1973 after the cabaña was removed. The old canvas structure under the awning had contained a bunk bed and tons of miscellaneous junk. 

(12:00 AM 12/19/1972)
I ended up repairing the bag with tape. Chunk & Winnie came over -- oh, before that Chunk & Joe came over, they paddled around, then left. Mom invited Chunk to dinner, so he came back a few hours later with groceries he & Winnie had brought (he donated a couple artichokes to the meal) then he went away to drive Winnie someplace. Dad arrived as they were leaving, and he stuck around for a few hours. Chunk returned an hour or two later, then he, me, Dad & Mom had dinner (Chicken breasts without bones).
Chunk is currently waging a war against Jesus Freaks and I whipped up a few statistics for him (i.e. or e.g., there are 1 1/2 billion people in the world who don't know who Christ is, 3 communist documents outsell the Bible, more people have heard of Lenin than Christ, Christ was born in 4 B.C., not 1 A.D., his name wasn't even Jesus, it was really Yeshua ben Yosef, etc.)

He & mom went to see a ski movie, and Dad left shortly thereafter. I watched T.V. and did research. Chunk & Mom returned at 10:15 -- Chunk took his statistics & groceries & left.

TOMORROW: Denizens of public transportation

Monday, December 16, 2013

Dec 16 - A day of bad writing and bad drawing

Saturday, December 16, 1972 - Page 351
LOCATION: Newport Beach

(12:00 PM 12/17/1972)
Woke up 'bout 11:00. Didn't do much worthwhile. I wrote my last weeks' notes into my more organized notebooks but was disheartened by their lack of literary finesse so I didn't do anymore work on T.F. I didn't feel like doing anything at all so I drew a picture. Yesterday (I mean Thursday) the new Time/Life Emergence of Man book came and it had a cute little photo of Jane Goodall with a chimp looking under her shirt. I thought it was symbolic of something, so I rendered it on pencil & paper, but it came out lousy. I need good quality, big artistic paper and the right equipment -- 'till then I can't go too far artistic-wise.

Since December 5, Harry S. Truman has been in the news -- he's been dying for 11 days but isn't dead yet [Truman eventually died on December 26]. Apollo XVII is Earthbound. The Viet Nam war is still lolling on, with Kissinger and Nixon running out of excuses to explain it. About 6:30 L&M came by for more of their X-mas decorations. They left about 7:15.

I watched the usual T.V. shows for Saturday ("All In the Family," "Bridget Loves Bernie," "Mary Tyler Moore," "Bob Newhart," that's it, ending at 10:00). Mom wanted her garment rack assembled that night, but I din't want to do it because there was no place for it yet in the cabaña. She was going to clear a place tomorrow, but wanted it built tonight to move it in later. More on that later. I got to 180 in "Catch-22" and got to sleep about 12:30 as usual.

TOMORROW: Dinner at home with Mom, Dad & Chuck

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Dec 15 - Bus driver Dave

Friday, December 15, 1972 - Page 350
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

(12:00 PM 12/16/1972)
Got up late, left at 10:00 A.M., got to work by a quarter to noon. I did the regular maintenance work as usual, then started cleaning the outside windows of all the rooms, using the ungainly long aluminum extension ladder. Removed the screens to wash them. Mimi, the new maid, was there for the first time. Ken was there from 1:00 to 5:00 and helped with the windows & screens of the lower story. I procrastinated alot still, but managed to wash the upper story windows on the 4-heater room side and all of the lower story windows & screens everywhere. Ken cleaned off the old caulking in 110, 11, 12, & 13 and vacuumed the pool.

I left at 5:00, and mentioned the skydiving venture to Mike, and he might go along too, but is reticent about spending the $40 for it. I waited almost an hour for the bus, and got a few new patterns on my ticket: [sketches of hole punch shapes]. Maybe each bus driver has a different design so they can tell who punched what -- I'll find out some day [Today's the day: Yes, unique ticket punch symbols are a security feature employed to identify or cancel tickets used by trains, bus lines, promotions, etc.].

Got the 6:30 OCTD, so talked with Dave the driver. He got a Volvo, which he'd been trying to get for months. I asked what he was going to do with his other car (a '63 Belair Chevy), and he said he was selling it for $150.00, so I might buy it. He got my address & number to contact me about it.

Was home by 7:30 -- mom picked me up at the Centinella parking lot. She had a big steak & mushroom dinner ready & I ate it voraciously. Watched T.V. and went to bed 'bout 11:00 or 11:30 -- Mom went to a movie, "Lady Sings the Blues." I got to page 157 on "22." I just killed a couple more ants. Tenacious little devils.
Original 1972 Theatrical Release Poster
TOMORROW: A day of bad writing and bad drawing