May 27-June 2
This has always been an odd time of year. The semester’s grading and graduating all done, and I was usually full of ambitions for summer. It’s also the time of year - roughly - for the Costume Society of America’s annual meeting. It floated between early May and mid-June, depending on the exhibit schedule of the host institution. This year it is in Los Angeles, and I will be going by train from DC to LA, because that’s how I roll. Yes, that’s seven travel days for 48 hours of conference. Again, that’s how I roll.
May 27
1977 I am struggling - - - oh, how literally struggling through Hofstadter’s “Social Darwinism”, for my oral report. I am in physical and mental pain trying to stay awake enough to understand what I am reading, much less remember it. I think I will do all right, especially if I have time to go back and skim over it again, perhaps on Monday or Tuesday. I …
May 28
1965 Went to Marcia’s for a pajama party. First we all went to the brook. All of us except H “fell” in. We danced a lot and at midnight went “skinny-dipping”. (Marcia, me, and two others.) Heh heh.
May 30
1965 Went to the movies: “Cheyenne Autumn” with Marcia and three friends. It was good, but not as good as “How the West was Won”, its big brother. This time, NINE swearwords.
May 31
1965 Again with T, I went to Millbrook for the Memorial Day services. I also stayed overnight at her place.
June 1
1977 I gave my oral report last night. While it wasn’t a bomb, it could have been better. I think I treated the subject superficially. Of course, I’ll never know how I did until I get my final grade. It would be great to get an A in the course, but that doesn’t feel likely. 1 down, and 8 more to go. Incredible.
I hope CSA is wonderful. Oh so right - many of those to-do lists from decades ago could have been trashed.
Skinny dipping, oh my! Is it a thing in every generation or just ours I wonder?