Top 20 Entries from 1972 - Part 4**

Here are the final 5 highlights selected from 366 journal entries of 1972

LOCATION: Corona, California -- Jan 28, 2014

16) Aug 27, 1972 - Flying with a bomb on Western Airlines

LOCATION: Bethlehem; Rapid City; Salt Lake City; Los Angeles; Anaheim
In which I left Rapid City, stopped in SLC while flying to LAX, and somehow ended up at the Disneyland Hotel. Then mom stopped by for a visit to give me a check for five bucks so I could go to Disneyland the next day (Aug 28 - Disneyland for $4.95).

On the road again by way of the airlines

17) Sep 22, 1972 - TIME REVIEW: The past 100 days

LOCATION: Newport Beach, California

Page 266: A Time Bump where I responsibly fill in the anomalous Temporal Gap that was created when I visited this entry from page 66 (Mar 06 - As close as I'll get to time travel).

18) Oct 13, 1972 - 1st Black President: James Earl Jones

LOCATION: Newport Beach, Anaheim, Santa Ana 

A fantastic drive-in double feature: Thanks to Rod Serling, the U.S. gets a cool African American President, and then Raquel Welch becomes a deadly gunfighter.

(Update from THE RECENT FUTURE [7/19/2015]: Go to Friday the 13th 1972, for free YouTube links to both of these films: The Man & Hannie Caulder) For a bonus link to THE CURRENT FUTURE, go to HERE & NOW

Gunslinger Hannie Caulder

19) Nov 22, 1972 - 9th anniversary of Kennedy's murder

LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

What are we really willing to believe? ... never mind ...

Maybe it went something like this...
Go to this entry to watch the whole movie:
"Executive Action" or "How to Kill Your Annoying President"

20) Dec 13, 1972 - End of an Era: the last moonwalk ever

LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim

That was 42 years ago. Where have human beings been lately?

NEXT TIME: Who knows?

Jun 18 - Chess: Agony of defeat/thrill of victory

Sunday, June 18, 1972 - Page 170
LOCATION: Newport Beach & Long Beach, California

DAD DAY

(1:00 PM 6/20/1972)
Tim & I woke up at 8:00 A.M. I phoned the Bus Station in Anaheim to check their morning schedules -- Tim and Jim had to leave Sunday, Tim was going to Portland, Oregon, Jim was returning to S.F. Jim and I played a couple games of chess -- he won both games (Arrrgh!). And we all ate breakfast. Me, Mom, Grandpa Bill, Jim & Tim left for Long Beach at around 10:15 to take them to the Bus Station from which they'd go to San Fran. We dropped 'em off in the nick of time, and drove back home.

I went to sleep at about 1:00 P.M. and got up at about 5:00 P.M. and got to work filling up the blank pages of this book. Dad and Larry (Larry & G. Bill are good friends, though they both see things differently) came over to chat, and after a few hours they left. Larry was going to drive Bill home to Torrance where he lives. -- This entry is definitely not gonna be a literary masterpiece -- my pen fell asleep so don't expect much of interest.

On ward ---> They left, and mom & I played chess -- Mom was winning, but I had most of her pieces blocked -- at a critical point, Chunk & Murray dropped by. Murray got his photos, Chunk got his sleeping bag and blankets, and when Mom wasn't looking, Chunk checkmated me. They left, and Mom & I continued our game, and I check mated her. ----

Jun 12 - Job Day 5 - Chuck becomes foreman**

Monday, June 12, 1972 - Page 164
LOCATION: Newport Beach & Oxnard, California

4:18:33 AM
~~~ BLAH ~~~

(6:30 PM 6/18/1972)
This is going to be a monumental feat of memory. Or else it will be a monumental example of forgetfulness, because I'm writing this almost a week from now -- Sunday, June 18, Father's Day. Monday started out early, as I recall (note BLAH above), and Chunk was late, so I called Winnie to see what was wrong, but at that time he was on his way (Winnie complained yesterday -- Saturday -- about me calling her at 4:30 A.M., cause she was asleep). Chuck eventually showed up --

hole dit! I blew it. Chunk wasn't late this time, and Winnie din't stay home. Atta bout 4:20 A.M. Mon. he and she arrived, we drove to Amerco Industries' yard in Anaheim getting there before 5:00, so we went to Winchell's for a donut, meeting Jerry Buffington -- our boss -- there. Chunk now was the foreman, since John quit for reasons unclear to me, but pro'ly due to the way Jerry was handling things.

So Chunk, as foreman, was making $4 an hour, and "owned" the Ford truck company car. We drove to the yard, Winnie left, we loaded the truck, waited till 5:30 for Rick who didn't show up, drove to get gas, then drove to Oxnard, Chuck & I in the Ford Pickup, Jerry in his Ford Pickup. It was a sunny day. Chunk pulled off an offramp at about 6:15 to sleep, and so we reached Ox nard at 7:30, with Jerry, Fernando, Bob & Frank waiting. So we got to work, digging holes, while Chunk wandered around with Jerry getting instructions. Jerry eventually left, and we were on our own, with me taking a sort of co-foreman position in relation to everything. Strange, how that worked.

[Side note in lefthand margin] Frank and Bob had to leave at 9:30 to go to a funeral. Their neice had died of what sounded to me like osteomalacia. She was less than a year old. They got back at noon.