1958 Graduation from Punahou School. There were 365 students in our class. We sang acappela, two Hawaiian Songs, "Wailana" and another I can't remember .. One of my closest friends and I had chosen to go to college in Flagstaff Arizona where it snowed and wasn't so far from home...neither Anne nor I were too interested in our studies..we would have hamburgers, fries and Coke for breadfast instead of free cafeteria food We played canasta with Faye, Jody R, Carolee and others in our all girls dorm for hours, pretty much daily and Anne would get after me for my sloppiness but it was so much fun. We had Hawaiian posters above each single bed and Bates bedspreads.We were feeling so grown up.
We started dating these two guys that had a house off campus (big shots)...Bruce and Paul. They cooked on our first double date something they called RUM TUM DITTY which was canned tomato soup over cookies. I think we actually ate it. Anne continued seeing Paul but I met someone else that got my attention ( probably because he was not a student and he was pretty wild) His name was Bob . He was in Flagstaff working on a movie, doing stunt work.. He ended up staying in Flagstaff as a ski instructor.
Bruce was jealous and decided he would find out about Bob's background behind my back. Bruce started stalking us...and told me Bob had robbed a bank somewhere. It was all so mysterious & crazy but after a while Bob left town but this wasn't the last time I would see him.
On the first Spring Break, my boyfriend from home when I was 16 and 17, called and asked me to join him in Big Sur California where we would begin a surf quest south, hitting all the beaches and beach towns in his new VolksWagon Van (the first I had ever seen)...Boards on racks, we played all the way down to Laguna where his mother lived . Joe eventually became the first International Surfing Champion of the World..Unfortunatly, I was gone again and didn't get any of the glory of being his "girl".
Monday, June 7, 2010
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