TERRY
No news about Terry today. As I write she is reading the Sunday morning paper so she will be busy for a while. I will, again, ask if she wants to get in our pool so it will be interesting to see what she says.
We have nothing on the agenda today so most likely the garage door stays closed and we do things at home.
JULY 8, 1962
Mom, Dad, Helen and I arrived home from church around 11:30. I am not really looking forward to the day. I had thought we maybe would do something for the 4th but no, we just stayed at home. I really did not feel like going to church this morning. It just is not the same as it used to be when we went to Bergen. I know that things change with time but the thoughts of changes that go through my mind are not all that pleasant today. Well I am guessing there will be one good thing and that is lunch. Mom pretty much is like clock work on Sunday lunch---fried egg sandwich with dill pickles! No complaints as I really like that but IS THAT THE ONLY THING TO LOOK FOWARD TO THIS SUNDAY. Well I do know that most likely Dad will take an afternoon nap which means NO fly balls or no playing catch with Dad. Well that really never happened all that often but when it did I really had fun.
I am thinking I may ride up to the lake in the afternoon just to ride around. Now that Dave is not home anymore life is very different. Yes, he did work away from home the last two summers BUT now that he graduated he will not be coming back in the fall. For me it was a sad day when in late May Dave loaded the back seat of his car with his belongings and headed west to Klum. It certainly put a different perspective on the summer and the three high school years ahead of me. Now it is up to me to generate fun things and I can do that but being alone makes it not so fun. Well I will be doing the work that Dave AND I did but that is not a big deal. It is a big deal to have Sundays come and I am looking at finding things to do ALONE and today that makes me sad.
Well I kind of get off my "poor me" attitude and do some fun things in the afternoon. I did take the big bike and ride up to the lake. There were several cars there but nobody I knew so I stopped into Ricky's farm on the way back but he was not home. So about mid afternoon I got my 22 and headed to the back yard to sit near the hedge that Mom had planted. There I felt there had to be some blackbirds in those trees at some time. After about a half hour and TWO birds I headed to the barn to see if the cats were hungry. Guess what, they were!!! I had been working on my one hole golf course but it was not finished. Well I did have the putting surface cut out and the sand in but no oil so without asking Dad I carried a couple of gallons of old oil, which I got from the welding shed, and poured it into the sand. That would keep the weeds from growing through the sand which was the putting surface. I decided not to tell Dad about the oil as he may think it was a waste and get upset. The oil was what we used to oil the chains on the combine in harvest time and I was sure we had plenty. We carried a gallon can on the combine and maybe twice a day we would pour oil over the chains as they were running. With that done I felt my one hole golf course was pretty much complete. I now had my trusty 9 iron which was what I would use to hit the ball and I had my homemade putter which I fashioned out of a wooden driver. Oh my when I made that I crushed my thumb to the point of almost blacking out but that was a couple weeks ago and it was kind of OK now. For some reason I did not feel much like playing golf today BUT not much else to do so I spent about an hour hitting and walking. My slice was REALLY good today which meant my game was really BAD. TWICE I had to get the 55 gallon barrel out to roll in the tall weeds to find my ball. That barrel saved me a lot of looking as all I did was roll and when I came to a bump I would pick up a ball. As I have said before there were three players in the game, Arnie, Jack and Gary. Arnie always won! Anyway by the time I was tired of my terrible golf game it was getting late in the day and I decided I would try to see if there was any baseball on the radio. I knew most Sunday games were played during the day but once in a while there would be a night game or late afternoon game.
As I headed up stairs there was Dad in the stairway. He must have had a short nap and then decided to load some shells. Yes, his place to load was sitting on the stairs! I stepped around him and headed to my room which was the west bedroom upstairs. There I would spent the rest of the day kind of listening to Harry Carey and the St. Louis Cardinals game but really more than that playing with so many thoughts that went through my mind:
- I wonder what Dave is doing?
- Will Ronald and Glorine come home this summer?
- Will Janet and John come home?
- When will Joan and Ronnie come visit?
- What is the gal that I dated during my freshman year doing this summer and has she forgotten about me???????? That was stupid of me of course!
- What will I do when I finished high school?
- How many days until the start of football practice as I know I will play a lot this year.
- Is our family really as different as I often think I am?
- Why can't we have a more modern farm?
- Will I make the varsity basketball team this winter? I was sure I could do that and it happened.
- Will Dave, Ronald and John hunt deer with us again this fall?
- HOW could I earn some money now? I did earn a little as I helped Rollof and Obert bail hay.
At first glance what do you see? Now look closer!!!
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