Very warm Wed. evening (July 15), Home 714
You little foul-mouthed fecus face,
Man! I'd better send you a shell-studded (Island fashioned) Hop-a-long Chastity belt – but quick! I warned you about Mr. Braille-System Chang. He really gets all pushed-out-of shape too. His hot panting breath will straighten your Italian cut, so – look out....
Here's a bit of gossip I picked up in Dr. Angel's office today. We were talking about his sons & he mentioned something about them going to school in Burbank, and I said, “Burbank? how come they're going to school way out there?” (his sons are 12, 7 and 5). And this is when he said he and his wife are divorced. Seems sweet dear Dr. Angel was having quite a torrid romance with his (their) former receptionist-secretary 'cause he's married to her now. Mrs. Harris, the present receptionist that we know, has only been working for him since last April, 1953. (That's when his present-wife stopped working.) Isn't this surprising? And I've always thought him to be such a wonderful sweet-natured father and ideal husband. Goes to show you never can tell about these Men.
Kay's hurt 'cause you don't send the letters to her. She keeps saying that you haven't written although I call her the minute I receive your panic-filthy notes. Sometimes she's downright petty and childish. All during 4th July she kept moaning for silent Creston. She was reminiscing about July 4th, 1953. Remember? He took her to the fireworks show and that long, long ride to San Pedro. And that was the first time he kissed her. I think this was what she was remembering.
Heinz had lunch with me [...] today. [...] Then we went for an hour ride. It was so hot, we really enjoyed the cooling ride. I'm beginning to wonder about him. He keeps asking Junie about Kurtzo and I, and whether or not I like Kurt etc, etc. I don't know about him. I’m afraid to start anything 'cause I think I still prefer to date Kurt. Heinz has asked me to join the Holiday Hill ski team and he has offered to personally coach me. A team position will mean free chair lift plus coaching. Not bad, huh?
Heinz stands in the top ten racers on the West Coast. Couldn't ask for a better deal. Kurts, so Heinz tells me, wants to coach me too! Sure do wish Kurtz will call me. If I could find out which one of these Steinmann boys I prefer, I wouldn't be wasting all this time. By the way the Steinmanns are Catholic-German-Swiss, not Jewish like Rick insisted. He just got back fr. N.Y. you know, with a beautiful Red 1954 Olds Convertible.
Hey! did you say Raymond dates Hole's Haules Haolis? Hmmmmmmmm. After me, Chinese gals weren't enough. Say hell-o to him very sweetly.
When he gets back, we're going to take “Lilly” over to Auntie Elsie's. Then off to the beach. Golly, he's cute! And what a terrific skier.
Thursday, 11:30 A-P-T
Heinz just left to go down to the commerce office. [...]
Gee, if I were Al, I'd be dying to have someone ask me about Benny, but she's so, calm, cool and collected about her impending marriage. It may be in Oct. Mom doesn't approve of long engagements. “People may talk”. You have to force Al to tell you anything about Benny. From all that she's said, he seems very OK.
Puppies had their first shots. Did they cry. Brought tiny red collars for them and a thin white leash for Lenny. Mom's just thrilled. Can hardly wait to take her shopping at Magnin’s.
Not much else has happened. Very dull. Do try and get a reservation on the Lurline. 'Cause if you do get one, I know parents will let you stay and come on by boat. Mom said Henry really goofed things up by not getting you a boat passage home. So make that reservation!
Maids & Matrons had a bar-BQ at the house Sun. Cooked hamburgers for 30 people. I was the only member without a husband.
Hello to the Fongs (and all the little grandchildren)
– Be sure. Love, Lil
Man! I'd better send you a shell-studded (Island fashioned) Hop-a-long Chastity belt – but quick! I warned you about Mr. Braille-System Chang. He really gets all pushed-out-of shape too. His hot panting breath will straighten your Italian cut, so – look out....
Here's a bit of gossip I picked up in Dr. Angel's office today. We were talking about his sons & he mentioned something about them going to school in Burbank, and I said, “Burbank? how come they're going to school way out there?” (his sons are 12, 7 and 5). And this is when he said he and his wife are divorced. Seems sweet dear Dr. Angel was having quite a torrid romance with his (their) former receptionist-secretary 'cause he's married to her now. Mrs. Harris, the present receptionist that we know, has only been working for him since last April, 1953. (That's when his present-wife stopped working.) Isn't this surprising? And I've always thought him to be such a wonderful sweet-natured father and ideal husband. Goes to show you never can tell about these Men.
Kay's hurt 'cause you don't send the letters to her. She keeps saying that you haven't written although I call her the minute I receive your panic-filthy notes. Sometimes she's downright petty and childish. All during 4th July she kept moaning for silent Creston. She was reminiscing about July 4th, 1953. Remember? He took her to the fireworks show and that long, long ride to San Pedro. And that was the first time he kissed her. I think this was what she was remembering.
Heinz had lunch with me [...] today. [...] Then we went for an hour ride. It was so hot, we really enjoyed the cooling ride. I'm beginning to wonder about him. He keeps asking Junie about Kurtzo and I, and whether or not I like Kurt etc, etc. I don't know about him. I’m afraid to start anything 'cause I think I still prefer to date Kurt. Heinz has asked me to join the Holiday Hill ski team and he has offered to personally coach me. A team position will mean free chair lift plus coaching. Not bad, huh?
Heinz stands in the top ten racers on the West Coast. Couldn't ask for a better deal. Kurts, so Heinz tells me, wants to coach me too! Sure do wish Kurtz will call me. If I could find out which one of these Steinmann boys I prefer, I wouldn't be wasting all this time. By the way the Steinmanns are Catholic-German-Swiss, not Jewish like Rick insisted. He just got back fr. N.Y. you know, with a beautiful Red 1954 Olds Convertible.
Hey! did you say Raymond dates Hole's Haules Haolis? Hmmmmmmmm. After me, Chinese gals weren't enough. Say hell-o to him very sweetly.
When he gets back, we're going to take “Lilly” over to Auntie Elsie's. Then off to the beach. Golly, he's cute! And what a terrific skier.
Thursday, 11:30 A-P-T
Heinz just left to go down to the commerce office. [...]
Gee, if I were Al, I'd be dying to have someone ask me about Benny, but she's so, calm, cool and collected about her impending marriage. It may be in Oct. Mom doesn't approve of long engagements. “People may talk”. You have to force Al to tell you anything about Benny. From all that she's said, he seems very OK.
Puppies had their first shots. Did they cry. Brought tiny red collars for them and a thin white leash for Lenny. Mom's just thrilled. Can hardly wait to take her shopping at Magnin’s.
Not much else has happened. Very dull. Do try and get a reservation on the Lurline. 'Cause if you do get one, I know parents will let you stay and come on by boat. Mom said Henry really goofed things up by not getting you a boat passage home. So make that reservation!
Maids & Matrons had a bar-BQ at the house Sun. Cooked hamburgers for 30 people. I was the only member without a husband.
Hello to the Fongs (and all the little grandchildren)
– Be sure. Love, Lil
Parents are really disgusted with me. I don't blame them. I've really made a mess of my schooling. A real lesson to you to study & never start procrastinating.
Just talked to Katie. She says Hello. And she got a really gushy letter from Hunter.
Got to hustle – Heinz is here too.
Bye,
Lil
Just talked to Katie. She says Hello. And she got a really gushy letter from Hunter.
Got to hustle – Heinz is here too.
Bye,
Lil
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