January 1 - 5, 1964

1964




New Year’s Eve - 1964

Mercy’s house. Mitch’s house. Continental and home.



January 1 - Wednesday

I met Vergie last night and came to the realization how much I love Honey. (Interesting note about Vergie. She introduced me (and maybe Mercy) to the fact that our boyfriends (and in her case, brother), actually did the big “It.” (And explaining the why and what of this would compromise my friends so I am leaving details out because some things should be kept descrete.) Before that, sex was a romantic notion we perceived from the movies and the only “action” we got from the proximity of a boy was heart flutterings and racing pulses. Sadly, however, a scant 10 years later, Vergie and her husband Sak would be the two last people (aside from my mother in the hospital) to see my father alive. That is a story for another time but it never ceases to amaze me how strange life is and, sometimes scary, when these “coincidences” occur.) I wonder where it will all end? Cynthia Lebrun I can’t stand for obvious reasons. Mercy did exactly what she wanted and had a ball with Diego (Garrido). Mitch acted civilized again. Vergie reminds me a lot of Merche - any connection or coincidence? Mercy says Honey had a lousy New Year’s Eve too. It’s pathetic how I mess up my life.



January 2 - Thursday

I punched the IBM clock for the first time today. Forgot to punch it on the way home. I’ve lost 4 pounds from 101 to 98 lbs. I’d better be careful or all my dresses will look like sacks on me.



January 3 - Friday

I went to Mercy’s house this evening since Albert had a small gathering. I played Scrabble with Honey and Mercy. Honey has the warmest eyes. I should be careful when I look at him - too much emotion shows on my face. After chatting upstairs for a while he left. I danced my feet off with Yan. Mitch arrived later. He was his old self again, whatever that may be. Mercy is still, I think, very much concerned about George. When someone gets under your skin and into the very core of you - you’ve had it!



January 4 - Saturday

Mercy ate lunch at home and we chatted until 3 pm and later went to Desiree where Mercy had her hair cut and set. I was talking to Mercy over the phone and it seems they were trying to get Honey to make friends with George at the Jai-Alai. Mercy just has to get George out of her system. (Hah, the joke was on me on this one!!) It would be for the good of all - all around. I care so much for Honey. And the mess that George and that woman Vergie have gotten or better said, might get him into, makes me so mad! (Now, I remember vaguely what this was all about but can’t for the life of me remember why I made it my business or why it should’ve made me so mad. Well, I know why I was a bit distressed pero no era para tanto. But this is hindsight 40 plus years later.)



January 5 - Sunday

I went to Mass and Communion this morning. This afternoon I went to Mercy’s house. I had a very nice time chatting with Chiqui and Albert and playing with Marilu. We played Scrabble after dinner. I hate to keep repeating this but Honey is everything in my life right now. (Well, maybe its just as well I don’t have my 1963 diary any more. It’s funny, but I thought my crush on Carlos was funny and pathetic at times, but this stuff about Honey is very embarrassing. Probably because Carlos dropped below the radar for 20 years and Honey has always been on my life’s scope as one of my best and truest friends but I have to be honest and accurate so bear with me.) How this will all end I have no idea but I hope for the best. Tomorrow I’d much rather go with him than with Cliff to the Casino but I can’t let Cliff down. He’s an awfully nice guy but he isn’t Honey. (This last sentence is so full of the portent of things to come that it really is scary!)