July 9, 1954
Hi Shit-faces –
Just got your letter. Thanks. By the way I sent two before that one you just got.
Are you serious about Lurline? Would be too fab for words. I've just been saying I feel like crying every time I think about going home so soon. Have never had such a terrific time in all my life. I'll make a reservation as soon as possible just in case.
Listen, S. O. S. on Sparky!!!! Don't know what to do about the sexy bastard. The last two dates he's started to get a little affectionate. I just laughingly push him away – ha ha ha! Felt like kicking his damn balls in. Never ever could I ever think of him as anything but a brother, and an old one at that. One or twice I've mentioned the age of Howard – about 30 – as being so old just to drop a hint but don't think he caught on. I know he is about 34 cuz I remember your saying so. God! He asks me out all the time now. Last time he asked me to a dance for some time in August. I sorta put him off by saying that was a long time away. Luckily, so far I have been busy lots of times and had legitimate excuses, but it gets kinda embarrassing after a while to keep making some up. He's really neat but I don't particularly enjoy his company. All his friends are so much older and often married – no fun for me. There's others I'd much rather go out with. Also, the Fongs now think I'm Sparky’s girl (not exactly his girl, but that I go out with him a lot). All kinds of subtle kidding remarks.
About Kenny, did you get what I meant in that P.S.? Don't like him anymore. Have completely lost interest in fact. Not too fickle, am I?!
About Raymond, I don't know much about what he does. He doubled with us (Sparky and I) again with that conceited girl Harriet I told you about. From something Kenny said one time I gather he goes out with haolis (however you spell it). Hmmm. Other than that, no more news on him.
When I mention Pansy's cousin I mean Vincent. His two friends are Bob and Frederick – so you know who I'm talking about. Vincent is a pansy – glasses, brainy, real serious and regurgitating. Ughh. Bob's the one that asked me, “Do you smoke, drink, or neck?” Think I told you about him in a letter you didn't get. Frederick is real sweet, clean-cut, but not too exciting. I like Bob the best – a little bit emaciated, “Ackley” teeth (not mossy, just crooked), but I think he's cute. Funny as hell. Acts like a play-around beach boy, but underneath is intelligent and harmless. He graduated from the U this June.
In fact, I just got home from an afternoon date with him. Went to Dole Cannery, saw some gorgeous park full of orchids, and went to have a Japanese lunch. Am going out next week with him. Was mentioning going to the other Islands some time. Said his sister had a home there + he'd never been. So I could go too if he went. All just talk though. but would be fun.
It's sorta awkward. Fred and Bob are best friends. They're always together. Saw Bob by himself for the first time couple days ago and he asked me out. Then we drove to Vincent's home where we saw Fred and he asked me out in front of Bob. Didn't know what to say. Yesterday he called and asked me to a movie. Refused, wasn't in mood.
That was a fatal mistake. That made me be home when Ernie called. He's Donald's friend, the really rapey one. Wanted me to go dancing at Queen's Surf (already 9:00 + I have to get in at 11:30). Said I was in p.j.'s and my hair washed and wet (a lie of course). He went on and on, and practically insisted I go. Like a damn fool I finally gave in. He kept making snotty little remarks about my hair looking pretty dry and all…care!
The dancing was O.K. It was just when we got back. I was hanging out the window like a madman saying what's that building etc. All this time he's getting more chummy and closer. Fina lly I said, “Gotta go in”. He tried like hell to kiss me, mauling the shit out of me. I got real indignant pushed him away and said real icily,“Pleeeease”. He started song and dance about, “What's wrong with one kiss?” and all that crap. Felt like saying “Nothing. Depends on who's doing it.” Almost crapped in his slimy puss, but he took me in. What an ass!
Haven't written Ron since I've been here. He doesn't know my address so is probably getting all push' out-of-shape. I'll get around to dropping him a casual line tho. Don't write Geino until he does. If you do I'll have no faith in you ever again. I mean it. It's about time you wised up – don't let him have the satisfaction. You'll be great big damn fool Number 1 if you do.
Send me the pups pix. Preferably send me a pup. I'd really want one, bet they're cuter than hell.
Don't have your white blouse. Ask Grace about it. She might have stuck it in my closet maybe.
The mucky monster missing link Howard called. Asked me out 10,00000000 times. Gave a bunch of phony excuse. Finally he told me to name the day – any day or afternoon. God, didn't put me on the spot too much. Not much else to do but set a date. It's real close to when he called (next Tuesday), so thought maybe he couldn't go. But damn it, he can, so I'm going to dinner and a swanky floor show. Chalk it up as a bitching free dinner. He's going to the Mainland soon anyhow.
July 10 –––
Hi again,
Here it's Saturday and I got up at 7:30. Ate breakfast, cleaned my room and a bunch of other crap. Last night I went to the Lums’ for “a casual dinner with a few people”. There were about 80 people, a group of kids’ age and a lot of oldsters. Funny, after dinner, all the parents were outside dancing, going crazy doing the tango, bop, etc. What were we doing? Talking and playing bridge. Went home early.
This afternoon I’m going to a picnic with the Lums....The ducky part about it is I have a dinner date with Kim Wang at 7:00. The poor Lums will probably have to rush back for me.
I wanted Bob to read “Catcher in the Rye”, so checked it out. Decided to read it again. God! it's filthier + funnier than I remember.
Write me you slobs and tell me what's new. Wanta know who you've been sleeping with lately.
Katie boobs – if you hear from Raper no. 1 Hunter, tell me what he says. How did you keep from urping in the letter when you wrote it, or did you?
Luv ––
G
Just got your letter. Thanks. By the way I sent two before that one you just got.
Are you serious about Lurline? Would be too fab for words. I've just been saying I feel like crying every time I think about going home so soon. Have never had such a terrific time in all my life. I'll make a reservation as soon as possible just in case.
Listen, S. O. S. on Sparky!!!! Don't know what to do about the sexy bastard. The last two dates he's started to get a little affectionate. I just laughingly push him away – ha ha ha! Felt like kicking his damn balls in. Never ever could I ever think of him as anything but a brother, and an old one at that. One or twice I've mentioned the age of Howard – about 30 – as being so old just to drop a hint but don't think he caught on. I know he is about 34 cuz I remember your saying so. God! He asks me out all the time now. Last time he asked me to a dance for some time in August. I sorta put him off by saying that was a long time away. Luckily, so far I have been busy lots of times and had legitimate excuses, but it gets kinda embarrassing after a while to keep making some up. He's really neat but I don't particularly enjoy his company. All his friends are so much older and often married – no fun for me. There's others I'd much rather go out with. Also, the Fongs now think I'm Sparky’s girl (not exactly his girl, but that I go out with him a lot). All kinds of subtle kidding remarks.
About Kenny, did you get what I meant in that P.S.? Don't like him anymore. Have completely lost interest in fact. Not too fickle, am I?!
About Raymond, I don't know much about what he does. He doubled with us (Sparky and I) again with that conceited girl Harriet I told you about. From something Kenny said one time I gather he goes out with haolis (however you spell it). Hmmm. Other than that, no more news on him.
When I mention Pansy's cousin I mean Vincent. His two friends are Bob and Frederick – so you know who I'm talking about. Vincent is a pansy – glasses, brainy, real serious and regurgitating. Ughh. Bob's the one that asked me, “Do you smoke, drink, or neck?” Think I told you about him in a letter you didn't get. Frederick is real sweet, clean-cut, but not too exciting. I like Bob the best – a little bit emaciated, “Ackley” teeth (not mossy, just crooked), but I think he's cute. Funny as hell. Acts like a play-around beach boy, but underneath is intelligent and harmless. He graduated from the U this June.
In fact, I just got home from an afternoon date with him. Went to Dole Cannery, saw some gorgeous park full of orchids, and went to have a Japanese lunch. Am going out next week with him. Was mentioning going to the other Islands some time. Said his sister had a home there + he'd never been. So I could go too if he went. All just talk though. but would be fun.
It's sorta awkward. Fred and Bob are best friends. They're always together. Saw Bob by himself for the first time couple days ago and he asked me out. Then we drove to Vincent's home where we saw Fred and he asked me out in front of Bob. Didn't know what to say. Yesterday he called and asked me to a movie. Refused, wasn't in mood.
That was a fatal mistake. That made me be home when Ernie called. He's Donald's friend, the really rapey one. Wanted me to go dancing at Queen's Surf (already 9:00 + I have to get in at 11:30). Said I was in p.j.'s and my hair washed and wet (a lie of course). He went on and on, and practically insisted I go. Like a damn fool I finally gave in. He kept making snotty little remarks about my hair looking pretty dry and all…care!
The dancing was O.K. It was just when we got back. I was hanging out the window like a madman saying what's that building etc. All this time he's getting more chummy and closer. Fina lly I said, “Gotta go in”. He tried like hell to kiss me, mauling the shit out of me. I got real indignant pushed him away and said real icily,“Pleeeease”. He started song and dance about, “What's wrong with one kiss?” and all that crap. Felt like saying “Nothing. Depends on who's doing it.” Almost crapped in his slimy puss, but he took me in. What an ass!
Haven't written Ron since I've been here. He doesn't know my address so is probably getting all push' out-of-shape. I'll get around to dropping him a casual line tho. Don't write Geino until he does. If you do I'll have no faith in you ever again. I mean it. It's about time you wised up – don't let him have the satisfaction. You'll be great big damn fool Number 1 if you do.
Send me the pups pix. Preferably send me a pup. I'd really want one, bet they're cuter than hell.
Don't have your white blouse. Ask Grace about it. She might have stuck it in my closet maybe.
The mucky monster missing link Howard called. Asked me out 10,00000000 times. Gave a bunch of phony excuse. Finally he told me to name the day – any day or afternoon. God, didn't put me on the spot too much. Not much else to do but set a date. It's real close to when he called (next Tuesday), so thought maybe he couldn't go. But damn it, he can, so I'm going to dinner and a swanky floor show. Chalk it up as a bitching free dinner. He's going to the Mainland soon anyhow.
July 10 –––
Hi again,
Here it's Saturday and I got up at 7:30. Ate breakfast, cleaned my room and a bunch of other crap. Last night I went to the Lums’ for “a casual dinner with a few people”. There were about 80 people, a group of kids’ age and a lot of oldsters. Funny, after dinner, all the parents were outside dancing, going crazy doing the tango, bop, etc. What were we doing? Talking and playing bridge. Went home early.
This afternoon I’m going to a picnic with the Lums....The ducky part about it is I have a dinner date with Kim Wang at 7:00. The poor Lums will probably have to rush back for me.
I wanted Bob to read “Catcher in the Rye”, so checked it out. Decided to read it again. God! it's filthier + funnier than I remember.
Write me you slobs and tell me what's new. Wanta know who you've been sleeping with lately.
Katie boobs – if you hear from Raper no. 1 Hunter, tell me what he says. How did you keep from urping in the letter when you wrote it, or did you?
Luv ––
G
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