Wednesday afternoon (July 7)
Dearest Boob-less one,
It's terrificly Hot today – about 96 degrees. Yesterday was like this too. Reminds me of the weather in Hawaii, except less humid, thank goodness. While I was there they had what they call a Kona Wind. It's an ocean wind. Therefore heavily ladened with moisture. The very worst kind of weather for my hay fever. So for 2 wks. I suffered horribly. That's when Auntie Theresa got so mad at me. She had invited some guest professor from the U. and his family for dinner, and included me. I had all good intentions of going, but, honestly, my hay fever had me so miserable, I called & told her I just couldn't make it for dinner. Later Ruby, one of the gals in the dorm, talked me into going out for a bite to eat. Being dinner time, I did. While I was out Theresa had the misfortune to call. Well, you probably know the rest, she wrote Mom, and told everybody else that she had planned a big dinner party, invited many guests just in my honor, and at the last moment I called to say I couldn't come with some phony excuse about my hay fever, so I could go somewhere else. How stupid and petty, huh??? The fact was, she was already having this prof. and his family over.
Anyway just don't goof up gossipy Theresa. She's sure to shaft you but good. She and her damn flappery mouth. That goes for her entire family.
Sorry to have gotten carried away here.
Enjoyed your letter immensely. Katie has it now. Said she would write soon.
So you're kinda interested in Kenny. Hum! Hum! Ain't this a coincidence! Every body thought that I liked Sparky, & visa versa, 'cause like you, he kept asking me out – while all the time, I had a mad crush on Ray, just because he was so casual and rather shy. Speaking of ancients, Sparky & Raymond are at least 32, if they're a day. Maybe even older. As I remember,
I was very shocked to learn that they were close to 30 when I was there, so 34 may be even more correct. Watch out for that Sparky, he's a fast one. Remember how close he dances? Well, you should be very aware of that now. Where in the heck are all these guys with Cadillacs coming from? Gads, all the men I met were scrounges trying to scrape up a cent. Say, be sure to look up Buddy. He's the little guy that took me surfing every day. Real swell person. If you do see him be sure to express how appreciative I was and still am for all that he did for me.
Did you take my long sleeved white blouse? The one I told you to stop wearing?
Talked to Doc yesterday. He came to pick up Geino's [pronounced "Jean-O"] dry cleaning. Said Wally's on his way to Japan. Guess he'd really appreciate some mail. I should write him soon.
No word from Geino yet. Guess he must be terribly swamped with those 36 demons. Won't write a word until he does. Think I should hold out??? It’s been two weeks now.
As you can see from the enclosed letter, Al's coming in tonight. Shall pick her up on my way home.
Oh, guess who has invited me to the beach manana? Heinz, Kurt’s brother. He's taking engineering this summer. Been having lunch in the commons with him everyday, but I still am fascinated with Kurts . He's so boldly sexy… Man! I think he's disgusted with me 'cause the last time he came over I wouldn't go out with him.
I couldn’t! I had promised Geino I would type up some camping material for him. That night Kurts and a friend were staying on campus to take their four-day architecture exams, and while we were alone in the kitchen, Kurts kept trying to convince me that I should come up to his hotel room – and “keep him company”. He was “afraid to be alone in a strange place.” But I said, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
Geino was staying in my apartment, so I was driving home. Well, that was the night that I stayed in the apartment – remember? – and Bev and her Mom came by in the evening.
So Kurts and I made a date for lunch the next afternoon. He was to come to the apt at 12:00 and we were to have lunch at Commons. So what happens at 7:00 a.m. the next morning? Geino and I are rudely awaken by loud thumps at the door. Geino says, “Shhhh, don't make a sound.” Brother – I mean sister!, I wasn't about to. Who in the hell would have understood the situation? Geino & I, all night in the same apartment!
Receiving no response, Kurts finally left, but I know damn well he saw my car parked right out in front. Gads, how plain can a situation look? He knew Geino was staying in the apt 'cause I had told him he could stay here too and save hotel bothers. He surely thinks I've had it. But knowing Kurts, I would think this realization would make him even more eager. I'm hoping his absence is indicative of the exact antithesis.
Dad is taking Heinz and me to lunch tomorrow. Heinz wants some counseling on whether or not he should change into commerce. He began as pre-med, then pre-legal/law at Loyola, and now engineering. He's rather confused, so Dad's going to try and straighten him out. Commerce should be the best field for him knowing him as I do.
Tell me all about Ray & Sparky. I'm interested to hear!!!!!!
Thanks for the newsy notes. Keep them up. I will too.
Love, Lil
[On envelope:]
P. S. Parents are thinking of letting you take Lurline home and miss their anniversary party.
It's terrificly Hot today – about 96 degrees. Yesterday was like this too. Reminds me of the weather in Hawaii, except less humid, thank goodness. While I was there they had what they call a Kona Wind. It's an ocean wind. Therefore heavily ladened with moisture. The very worst kind of weather for my hay fever. So for 2 wks. I suffered horribly. That's when Auntie Theresa got so mad at me. She had invited some guest professor from the U. and his family for dinner, and included me. I had all good intentions of going, but, honestly, my hay fever had me so miserable, I called & told her I just couldn't make it for dinner. Later Ruby, one of the gals in the dorm, talked me into going out for a bite to eat. Being dinner time, I did. While I was out Theresa had the misfortune to call. Well, you probably know the rest, she wrote Mom, and told everybody else that she had planned a big dinner party, invited many guests just in my honor, and at the last moment I called to say I couldn't come with some phony excuse about my hay fever, so I could go somewhere else. How stupid and petty, huh??? The fact was, she was already having this prof. and his family over.
Anyway just don't goof up gossipy Theresa. She's sure to shaft you but good. She and her damn flappery mouth. That goes for her entire family.
Sorry to have gotten carried away here.
Enjoyed your letter immensely. Katie has it now. Said she would write soon.
So you're kinda interested in Kenny. Hum! Hum! Ain't this a coincidence! Every body thought that I liked Sparky, & visa versa, 'cause like you, he kept asking me out – while all the time, I had a mad crush on Ray, just because he was so casual and rather shy. Speaking of ancients, Sparky & Raymond are at least 32, if they're a day. Maybe even older. As I remember,
I was very shocked to learn that they were close to 30 when I was there, so 34 may be even more correct. Watch out for that Sparky, he's a fast one. Remember how close he dances? Well, you should be very aware of that now. Where in the heck are all these guys with Cadillacs coming from? Gads, all the men I met were scrounges trying to scrape up a cent. Say, be sure to look up Buddy. He's the little guy that took me surfing every day. Real swell person. If you do see him be sure to express how appreciative I was and still am for all that he did for me.
Did you take my long sleeved white blouse? The one I told you to stop wearing?
Talked to Doc yesterday. He came to pick up Geino's [pronounced "Jean-O"] dry cleaning. Said Wally's on his way to Japan. Guess he'd really appreciate some mail. I should write him soon.
No word from Geino yet. Guess he must be terribly swamped with those 36 demons. Won't write a word until he does. Think I should hold out??? It’s been two weeks now.
As you can see from the enclosed letter, Al's coming in tonight. Shall pick her up on my way home.
Oh, guess who has invited me to the beach manana? Heinz, Kurt’s brother. He's taking engineering this summer. Been having lunch in the commons with him everyday, but I still am fascinated with Kurts . He's so boldly sexy… Man! I think he's disgusted with me 'cause the last time he came over I wouldn't go out with him.
I couldn’t! I had promised Geino I would type up some camping material for him. That night Kurts and a friend were staying on campus to take their four-day architecture exams, and while we were alone in the kitchen, Kurts kept trying to convince me that I should come up to his hotel room – and “keep him company”. He was “afraid to be alone in a strange place.” But I said, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
Geino was staying in my apartment, so I was driving home. Well, that was the night that I stayed in the apartment – remember? – and Bev and her Mom came by in the evening.
So Kurts and I made a date for lunch the next afternoon. He was to come to the apt at 12:00 and we were to have lunch at Commons. So what happens at 7:00 a.m. the next morning? Geino and I are rudely awaken by loud thumps at the door. Geino says, “Shhhh, don't make a sound.” Brother – I mean sister!, I wasn't about to. Who in the hell would have understood the situation? Geino & I, all night in the same apartment!
Receiving no response, Kurts finally left, but I know damn well he saw my car parked right out in front. Gads, how plain can a situation look? He knew Geino was staying in the apt 'cause I had told him he could stay here too and save hotel bothers. He surely thinks I've had it. But knowing Kurts, I would think this realization would make him even more eager. I'm hoping his absence is indicative of the exact antithesis.
Dad is taking Heinz and me to lunch tomorrow. Heinz wants some counseling on whether or not he should change into commerce. He began as pre-med, then pre-legal/law at Loyola, and now engineering. He's rather confused, so Dad's going to try and straighten him out. Commerce should be the best field for him knowing him as I do.
Tell me all about Ray & Sparky. I'm interested to hear!!!!!!
Thanks for the newsy notes. Keep them up. I will too.
Love, Lil
[On envelope:]
P. S. Parents are thinking of letting you take Lurline home and miss their anniversary party.
Summer of ‘54: The Scene | 1: Al: Have I been busy | 2: Jigi: Orchid leis | 3: Lil: Go crazy, kid 4: Wally: Don’t change | 5: Ron: Damn nice of you | 6: Mom: A grand success | 7: Mom: My fashion plate | 8: Lil: Who’d’ve understood? | 9: Jigi: The sexy bastard | 10: Mom: That gleam and glow | 11: Mom: So proud of you | 12: Al: Fast Casanova | 13: Lil: Free coaching | 14: Mom: Simply heartbroken | 15: Al: Most scandalous | 16: Lil: Men!! | 17: Jigi: Gush it up | 18: Mom: Keep it to yourselves | 19: Lil: Bitter today | 20: Lil: Your future brother-in-law | 21: To the convent | The Anniversary Party