Soapweed
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My journal entry for Thursday, February 15, 1968
I dragged myself from under the covers at about 7:00. (My awakening time seems to get later every morning, and I'm not very proud of this fact.) We had breakfast and then got ready for school.
We left later than usual. The trip to town was punctuated by a near collision with Louie Mason. He was on his way [in his straight truck] to pick up some bulls for the Gordon sale. He was coming over a hill on the north end of the oil strip. We were just coming on to the oil strip, and I didn't see him until he was almost upon us. We made it around him okay and continued on our merry way to school.
Chorus was spent practicing songs for the talent show. We went over to Typing class and worked on Lesson 85. A short quiz was popped in Geography. None of us Geographers did too well, so Mr. Nelson (bless his dear heart) didn't take grades. However, he promised us a good stiff chapter test for tomorrow.
Mr. Card took the seniors to Valentine to sell ads for the yearbook, so Mr. Nelson kept discipline over us sophomores in Geometry class. We had a big assignment to do.
We messed around and tried to work on Science projects during Biology class. Mr. Krotz was in one of his better moods so didn't mind too bad if we goofed off and had a little fun in class.
Maggie Harner fixed up a good dinner of hotdogs [she made the most exquisite home-made buns ever invented], beans, and pears. I went back for seconds so probably gained a few calories. We mostly just sat around and talked until time for English class to take up.
Literature was devoted to reading essays—or at least the 40% of us that had ours done did. We also read another story in play form.
We were compelled to have class in Drivers Ed and had a test to boot. I wound up with an 80% but I don't think anyone else did much better. The rest of school time was study hall.
During basketball practice we tried to improve our techniques for the Homecoming game tomorrow with Harrison.
Dad took ten bulls [Herefords] to the sale at Gordon. He "no-saled" two of the best ones and got $400 average on the other eight. When we kids arrived home from school, I changed clothes and helped Dad unload the bulls. Then I saddled up Hawk Eye and loped out in the far calving lot to bring in the heavy cows. It was about dark but the temperature was around 25 degrees, so it was a pleasant ride. We came in the house, had supper, and are now lounging around.
I dragged myself from under the covers at about 7:00. (My awakening time seems to get later every morning, and I'm not very proud of this fact.) We had breakfast and then got ready for school.
We left later than usual. The trip to town was punctuated by a near collision with Louie Mason. He was on his way [in his straight truck] to pick up some bulls for the Gordon sale. He was coming over a hill on the north end of the oil strip. We were just coming on to the oil strip, and I didn't see him until he was almost upon us. We made it around him okay and continued on our merry way to school.
Chorus was spent practicing songs for the talent show. We went over to Typing class and worked on Lesson 85. A short quiz was popped in Geography. None of us Geographers did too well, so Mr. Nelson (bless his dear heart) didn't take grades. However, he promised us a good stiff chapter test for tomorrow.
Mr. Card took the seniors to Valentine to sell ads for the yearbook, so Mr. Nelson kept discipline over us sophomores in Geometry class. We had a big assignment to do.
We messed around and tried to work on Science projects during Biology class. Mr. Krotz was in one of his better moods so didn't mind too bad if we goofed off and had a little fun in class.
Maggie Harner fixed up a good dinner of hotdogs [she made the most exquisite home-made buns ever invented], beans, and pears. I went back for seconds so probably gained a few calories. We mostly just sat around and talked until time for English class to take up.
Literature was devoted to reading essays—or at least the 40% of us that had ours done did. We also read another story in play form.
We were compelled to have class in Drivers Ed and had a test to boot. I wound up with an 80% but I don't think anyone else did much better. The rest of school time was study hall.
During basketball practice we tried to improve our techniques for the Homecoming game tomorrow with Harrison.
Dad took ten bulls [Herefords] to the sale at Gordon. He "no-saled" two of the best ones and got $400 average on the other eight. When we kids arrived home from school, I changed clothes and helped Dad unload the bulls. Then I saddled up Hawk Eye and loped out in the far calving lot to bring in the heavy cows. It was about dark but the temperature was around 25 degrees, so it was a pleasant ride. We came in the house, had supper, and are now lounging around.