Showing posts with label Viet Nam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Viet Nam. Show all posts

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Nov 07 - ELECTION DAY: Dick was The One in 68 & a Bigger One in 72

Tuesday, November 7, 1972 - Page 312
LOCATION: Newport Beach, Santa Ana, Anaheim
7:00 PM
I worked Tuesday till 2:00 P.M., painting the second room, mowing the lawn and completing several other chores. I decided to buy the Ivanhoe Krowse car (the price got down to $300.00), partly due to the suggestion Mike made that Ernie would grant a more healthy raise by the first of next month if I possessed some reliable transportation so I could get there on time instead of being late, which has been the case recently. I got to page 430 in The Magus.

Got home around 5:00 P.M. Mom got home around 5:30, and left to work at the polls from 6 to 8. Today's election day ya know, and, of course, Nixon's gonna win. Nixon was the One in '68 -- He'll be a bigger One in '72. Anyway, to break my fast, I had a big bowl of ice cream, a slice of pie, a glass of milk, and a few french fries. When mom returns from doing her duty she'll bring some more food for my voracious jaws. That's about all. ---

9:48:48 PM
Nixon's the one for sure. He gave his victory speech at 9:30. He may have won by the greatest margin ever. A landslide, as it were. McGovern really got clobbered. [See my encounter with George McGovern and his security team here: July 17 - Pranking McGovern's Secret Service] So much for the next four years. Then it'll pro'ly be between Agnew and Kennedy. Till then, the great American institution (Viet Nam) continues. Rah rah!

TOMORROW: Phonebooks: Out with the old, in with the new

Friday, May 24, 2013

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