May 25 - Arranging rides for Chuck

Thursday, May 25, 1972 - Page 146
LOCATION: Newport Beach, California

(1:11:11 AM 5/26/1972)
Last night at 7:00 I drove over to Chunk's, and then I drove us to Hermosa Beach to see Sherry. She's moving into an apartment and she hasn't got a phone yet. We were seeing about whether her Girl Scouts could go on some trips with us ("us" being Me, Chunk, Glenn, Murray, and Steve somebody). We stayed at her place a while -- Thursday afternoon she is leaving for a trip down The River (Topock Gorge -- Colorado River. Where Chunk, Glenn, me & mike went 2 yrs ago). Left her place at around 10:00. Chunk called somebody in Redondo for a ride to King's, and then I drove us back home.

I got up this morning about 8:30 or 10:00 when Chunk came over. He wanted to go paddling, but we played chess instead -- he won 3 games, I won 2. He left at noon. I went to sleep at around 4:00 and got up at 8:00. Watched T.V., did dishes, and Dad came over with money. I drove to the liquor store to buy some food, and walked back. Mom was just talking with Chunk on the phone about Chunk getting driven to Redondo Beach tomorrow nite. There was a little problem for a while, but it eventually resolved itself into the idea that Mom would get Chunk after work, and then drive him to Redondo to get dropped off, where he will get a ride to King's. The end.

Now it's 1:22:22 A.M. The end, again. again

May 24 - Pondering 1972's impact on History**

Wednesday, May 24, 1972 - Page 145
LOCATION: Newport Beach, California

3:30 PM
The next day: I goddup around 1:00. Chunk called ~ he said he'd like to borrow the Imperial t'day to go to Hermosa Beach to see Sherry, to see if he & she would go to King's on Memorial Day -- they're having races there then. Note how I tried starting writing this neatly -- couldn't keep it up too long. Heck I thought I was good at penmanship. Another myth bites the dust.

Today isn't over yet, so I ain't got much to say, except that I've been wasting my time writing in this thing since one thirty, and that the President happens to be in Moscow today, as he has been yesterday, and the day before. They say this is history in the making, but is it really? How important is all this going to be -- how much room will this year take up in history books? After one hundred forty four days, Nixon has been to China and Moscow, and two more men have been to the moon, and George Wallace has been shot.

This is also an election year -- it'll be pretty crowded with various events before it's over. I guess this is gonna be a fairly historical year -- with attempted assassinations, good will tours, moon landings, Viet Nam blockades, and Presidential elections (which, of course, will be won by Nixon) -- so what? I'm trying to think of something profound -- I've got it:

The history of the past is but a mere puppet-show.
    A little man comes out and blows a little trumpet -- and goes in again.
You look for something new; And lo! --
    Another little man comes out, and blows another little trumpet -- and goes in again.
        -- LONGFELLOW