Marie did go out and talk to him but I guess she went home with “Toughie.” At least not with them.
Read MoreA knock came on the door and Uncle Dud opened it. Guess who! No, not Leigh but Mitchell with a pair of the blackest eyes you ever saw!
Read MoreI mentioned that night at West Clarksville today. The one [where] Leigh & I held hands.
Read MoreMary's diary is fascinating, but 1941 was long enough ago that some things get lost in translation. This is the first of several posts that will explore some of the outdated or unclear parts of Mary's experience
Read MoreSay, it gave me a funny feeling seeing Mitch kissing Marie, and Lorraine & Bud, sorta sordid but beautiful too
Read MoreOur rings are here!
Read MoreSomehow today has seemed awfully hollow. I’ve laughed until I cried, I’ve been happy, and I enjoyed prayer-meeting but underneath it all there has been that relentless nagging.
Read MoreOh heck! I’m ready to fly with a rare mixture of happiness and vexation. I wish —— oh skip it! I think that ———— oh skip that too!
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