Nothing Much Else Happened: January 31, 1978

Today, I didn't go to school right away. In fact, I didn't go to school til 9:20 and it started at 7:45! The reason was because I had a dental appointment. I got a new wire on my bottom braces. After school, Nick Menudier and I were picked up by dad and we went bowling! I beat A.S. 124-55, 93-68, and 79-62. My average is now 104. So ends the first month of my first diary.

***

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End of the first month? How long does this go on? All year, baby.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 30, 1978

Today, school was a bore. (as usual) Nick Menudier (Ace Schmendrick) is going bowling with me and dad tomorrow. (Dad still isn't able to bowl because of his leg) I had a whole bunch of homework, so I didn't play with the kids. I stayed in and read some of my book, "Jungle Tales of Tarzan." (Since I finished Bombay Boomerang) At night, I did my (hard) math homework, and studied (hard) for my (hard) Health Examination.

***

I was a huge fan of Edgar Rice Burroughs and read most of his Tarzan series of books.

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What am I doing? Who knows?

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 29, 1978

Nothing happened today. It was just a day of rest. We did have a Magic Club meeting. we now have $2.90 in the treasury. When we get $6.00, we will send away for some magic tricks. I also watched a movie called, "Legend of Hell House." I saw it before when I was 7 years old, and I understood it much better this time.

***

But I'll tell you what I remember from the time I saw it when I was 7 years old: a possessed woman dropping her robe and ordering a man to make love to her. It was the first scene of "that sort" I'd ever watched. You can bet I was waiting for that moment when I watched it the second time.

A day of rest? Well, it was a Sunday.

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 28, 1978

Today, (or rather this morning) I went to Junior League Bowling. My partner wasn't there, so I bowled alone. I got an 87, 132, and a 111. My average is 110. Afterwards, I went to Paul Revere so I could go to see the Harlem Globetrotters play. (I had joined a club called Ex-Pro, and It was one of the activities.) Meadowlark Lemon was not at his best. He tried for his 50-footer 8 times, and missed every time. When I got back, I took a shower and went to bed.

***

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You diary like that? I'm diary like that.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 27, 1978

Today, at school, I decided against going steady with Laura. But she wasn't to upset. She invited me to go miniature golfing tonight with the Westside YMCA. I thought that would be fun, so I accepted. When we got there we were only given an hour to play and we didn't even get to finish 14 holes. I won with a score of 48, or something like that. On the way home we stopped at Swensens for some Ice Cream. I got lime sherbert. On the way home, Laura tried kissing me, but I wasn't in the mood, so I didn't kiss her.

***

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This is embarrassing, but apparently I didn't think so when I started this.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 26, 1978

Today, In Math, we had a semester exam, and this time, I think I did pretty well. I only had 5 problems I didn't understand. During Library practice, (per. 4) I was called into Mr. Bell, our counselor. He gave me a ton of booklets to study for a Health Exam. Tonight, Laura called me up, and (of all things) asked if I would go steady with her. I told her I'd have to think about that. I still don't know if I want to or not.

***

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How long does this go on? All year, baby. And here's where it started.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 25, 1978

Today, school was pretty boring. Same old classes, same old stuff. Except that I did start a new project after I finished mother's hanging planter. (in metal) I started a garden trowel. I also had an oboe lesson when I got home. Lou Bussel taught me a whole bunch of notes. He also makes his own oboe reeds, and showed me the process of making one. He says that someday, I'll be making my own reeds.

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 24, 1978

Everything was perfect today at school. I even solved a math problem on the board. I also got a new locker today. Instead of 269, I have 196. The reason for this is that yesterday my gym clothes were stolen. Today, I found out someone put them back in my gym locker! When I got home, I went bowling. I bowled 88, 109, 132, 98, and 109. My average is now 104.

***

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A diary? Yes. A diary.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 23, 1978

Today was just a school day, nothing special, except that I had about a ton of homework. Everyone was questioning me about what happened last night with Laura and I, and I told them that what happened last night was none of their business. I'm starting to get real good on the oboe notes that Mr. Bussell gave me. I can almost do a chromatic scale from C to C, except for C#, D#, and E#. He hasn't taught me those notes yet.

***

Even though I was only 12, my musical training on clarinet was far enough along that I should have known E# is actually an F.

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 22, 1978

Today, Mom, Dad, Laura and I went to go see the opera version of "Cinderella." It was pretty interesting, and different because instead of having a wicked stepmother, she has a wicked stepfather. Then, before we left, we had dinner at the "Railroader", where everything was lousy except the food. On the way back, we listened to "Dr. Demento." Right before we dropped Laura off, we kissed goodnight, and she left.

***

Can't you just feel the passion?

The Railroader was a small chain of restaurants in southern California in the 1970s. It was, by far, my favorite place to eat. Each restaurant consisted of an actual (but "dry-docked") railway dining car, where people were served their burger-oriented food, and a connected actual caboose, which served as a waiting room (and jungle-gym). The waitresses wore "engineer" uniforms, except modified to wear shorts. Kids received hats like the paper crowns one gets at Burger King—except instead of a crown the hat looked like a train engineer's cap.

Remarkably, there is nothing—NOTHING—about the Railroader chain on the Internet. Not even a photograph. If anyone else remembers this place, I'd love to hear about it.

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Look at me—I'm doing a project. Here was the start of the project.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 21, 1978

This morning, I went to Junior league bowling, and didn't do as good as last Saturday. I had a 94, a 91, and a 115. Then around 3:00 PM, we had the first meeting of the "Magic Club." I'm president, Carole is Secretary, and Chris is treasurer. We pay dues so we can buy new and better magic tricks. We would like to perform at little children's parties for younger than 8 if possible. We got a $1.70 on the first meeting.

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 20, 1978

★ Highlight Day

Today was "Disney" Day. It was the best time I've ever had at any of the Disneys (land or world) Probably because of Space Mountain. It is the fastest roller coaster I've ever been on! I was the only one in our group of five that went twice! We were there from 10:00 AM - 5:00 PM. I also bought some magic tricks there: "The Color-Changing Silks" and the "Smoke before fingertips."

***

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What's this all about? This is what it's all about.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 19, 1978

Today, at school, I had to ask my English teacher, Mr. Pereira, and my Math teacher, Mr. Farnsworth, if there should be anything I should do since I won't be there tomorrow. (ha-ha) Luckily, there won't be any homework over the weekend, so I'll be free of everything when I go to Disneyland. The Jones' kids and I started working on the case. We're all sure we saw a ghostly figure cross the street and put a newspaper on another person's door. Tomorrow, on the way to Disneyland, we're going to take a look at it.

***

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Yeah, it's my diary from 1978. I don't know why I'm doing it either, but here was my reasoning on January 1st, when this started.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 18, 1978

Today, I had my first oboe lesson. My teacher, Mr. Basell, taught me about six notes. I think it's totally different from clarinet, (the fingering) but my old clarinet teacher, Mr. McMullen, said it's basically the same. When I got home, I started forming a Magic Club with Chris and Carole. I made their's and my identification card for the club. It ought to be fun to see if this club goes through. Meetings are Saturdays at 4:00 to 4:30 PM I also finished "The Sinister Signpost." Tomorrow I will start "The Bombay Boomerang."

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 17, 1978

Today I had a runny nose, and I was sneezing, and school was lousy. I was lousy. Everybody was lousy. Everything was lousy. When I got home, I went bowling, and bowled 5 lousy games. My High was 111, and low was 80. Dad couldn't play because his leg still hurts.

It finally stopped raining!

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 16, 1978

Today was lousy. I was sick, so I didn't go to school. I read and played Monopoly. I have all this phlem in my throat, and it's sore. That night I found out that my friend, Keith Halper may have a concussion. He fell off a bar at Hebrew school. I also found out that I will be going to Disneyland on Friday, the 20th.

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 15, 1978

Today, I went to Sunday school, then — wait a minute. I forgot to say that I did come home from the Jones' first. Then after Sunday school, I watched a little of the Super Bowl. Dallas was winning 13-0 over Denver when we had to leave for a show called "Beatlemania." It was amazing how they found four guys that talked, sang and played exactly like the Beatles. When the show was over, we ate at "The Sports Deli," where I found out that Dallas beat Denver, 27-10. That means Dallas Cowboys are #1!

***

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 14, 1978

Today I joined Junior League Bowling. I filled in for another boy who was not there. I bowled 133, 128, and 103. The first two scores were the highest in the bowling alley. My average for the day was 121, and my overall average is 116. (Which was quite a boost since it had been 103.) That night during dinner, I received a call from Chris Jones. He wanted me to come over and spend the night since Carole was at a slumber party. I took a shower and went over to the Jones'. It was a lot of fun.

***

[Carole and Chris Jones were my next-door neighbors.]

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Why would I publish my diary at age 12? I'm not sure why, but this is what I was thinking when I started this.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 13, 1978

Laura and I got into a fight today. But wouldn't it be expected. Today was Friday the 13th. I also lost a pen in Math at school, and found out that I was supposed to do two different kinds of advertising for my Book Report of "Son of Tarzan." for English. I only did one. Also, the poster that dad and I made for the book report was voted on with all the other posters, and it didn't even get into the top 16.

***

[Laura is Laura Moskowitz, my girlfriend. I'm apparently attracted to a lot of Lauras in my life.]

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Seriously: This is my diary. And this is my lame explanation for why I'm doing this.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 12, 1978

Today was pretty dull today. It was cloudy and humid, but it never rained. You see what I mean? Just lousy. About the only thing that happened was I read alot and I finished the Hardy Boy mystery, "The Mark On The Door." Now I'll start, "The Sinister Signpost."

***

All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.

If you found your diary from age 12, would you post it on the Internet? For some bizarre reason, I would.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 11, 1978

Today on the bus, Charley Mooney, our bus driver, had to issue monitors for each of the emergency doors on the bus. I volunteered to be a monitor, but he had already picked them. It finally cleared up and I saw the sun for the 1st time in about 5 days. But there's suppose to be another storm coming in later tonight. Boy, I'm getting sick of this! Other than that, it was a pretty dull day.

***

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What's Marck on about now? Here's what I'm on about.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 10, 1978

It's still raining and I'm getting pretty sick of it. When I woke up this morning, my right arm was sore because the day before, I had to carry Ian's luggage, (and it was very heavy) because when he got out of the car with Catherine, he forgot to get his luggage. So he couldn't check in, and mother and I had to bring it to him! We couldn't go bowling because dad took a spill last night on the wet grass and hurt his leg. But when he gets better, we will go bowling.

***

[I remember Dad's fall on the grass as he headed to a play rehearsal. It never did get better, and he never bowled with me (or anyone else) again. He limped for the rest of his life. Dad was 73 at the time of the fall.]

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Seriously? Your diary? Yes. Seriously.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 9, 1978

Today at school nothing happened but rain. I think about 3 inches of rain fell. I got totally soaked just walking from the bus to my dads car 50 yards away. Ian brought his French girlfriend, Catherine, over for dinner. I think she's a really nice girl. (and good-lookin', too!) After dinner, we left for the airport, so Ian could make his 10:00 P.M. Flight home. He won't get to Texas until 7:00 A.M. tomorrow. We had trouble getting there, because some of the palisades had been caved in from the rain. But we got there.

***

[I should clarify that at the time I lived in Pacific Palisades, California.]

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 8, 1978

Today was Ian's 22nd birthday. We went too this classy place called "The Cove." On the way over Ian kept hitting me and blaming it on me. On our way back, I listened to a little "Dr. Demento" on the radio. Sunday School this morning was alright. Instead of Mrs. Craft, we had Mr. Thompson, who preaches in Prisons. He told us a story about how he was on the jury for Charles Manson and was finally taken off because he was against Capital Punishment.

***

[Ian is, in case it's not obvious by his actions, my brother.]

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What's up with all this? I got some 'splainin' to do.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 7, 1978

Today, Carol and I got into a fight. (I'm putting this in my diary so I'll know the next time we get into a fight, I'll be able to tell how long it's been since our last one.) When Ian, Mom, Dad and I went bowling today, I used my new bowling ball. I got a High score of 157, and my average is 103. Next week, I'm going to join Jr. League. Lynn and Tina came over tonight. Tina got to open her stocking since she was in New York at Christmas. I got a letter from Lisa Pettijohn, and as soon as I got it I sat right down and wrote her back.

***

[Lisa Pettijohn was a summer camp love of mine.]

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What's up with all this? I got some 'splainin' to do.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 6, 1978

I forgot to say that Ian went up to Idyllwild. Today at school, we had a 50's dance. I didn't go because I wasn't dressed up. At my guitar lesson, I got the second part of the entertainer, but I'm only going to be playing the first part and "Blossom" for the recital coming up later in the month. Ian will come back tomorrow and we will go bowling tomorrow. I also sent away for a 12 for $1 record sale.

***

[Lemme hear from all y'all who remember the Columbia Record Club!]

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What's this all about? Here's an explanation.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 5, 1978

Today we had these films on how to evacuate buses so we could have a drill tomorrow morning when we get to school. On the way home, the bus was unusually quiet. When I got home, my bowling ball was waiting on my bed. After I got over the thrill of that, I got to reading. I finished the Alfred Hitchcock mystery, "The Green Ghost," then I started the Hardy Boy book, "Great Airport Mystery." (Short today, wasn't it)

***

All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.

So, what's up with the diary? This is what's up.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 4, 1978

I'm writing from Gladstones restaurant. I'm having Alaskan King Crab legs. Today was progress report day at school. I got straight lines all the way down and that's pretty good. This evening, when I went to my clarinet lesson, a girl had taken my time Mr. McMullen said that he was told that I was starting oboe. He was right, except that I had one more lesson left. Tonight, we went to see "Close Encounters of the Third Kind." It was a very confusing movie. I'll have to go see it again to understand it.

***

[I'm not sure what to make of the fact that I found Close Encounters of the Third Kind confusing yet apparently Equus made perfect sense to me.]

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Huh? Wha? Hmm? This should answer those pressing questions.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 3, 1978

Christmas vacation ended today and school started. But it was raining—(and hard) so you know what kind of day I had.

When I got home, (after being bugged by bullies on the bus) I found Ian was gone. Mom told me he'd gone to meet a new girlfriend that one of his old girlfriends suggested. He was going to go out with her in these really bad unironed clothes to the "Baked Potato." I said, "Ian, they may serve baked potatoes there, but they don't serve turkeys!"

***

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What's up with all this? I got some 'splainin' to do.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 2, 1978

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***

Ian came today. As soon as we got home, we watched the Texas-Notre Dame. Notre Dame surprised Texas, 38-10. Then I went out and played a little football with Chris and Mark and Max. Ian opened his present today. I gave him a Hi-Sign for Christmas. He gave me a Hardy Boy book, "The Bombay Boomerang."

Tonight we went to see "Close Encounters of the 3rd Kind." But it was sold out and the next show wasn't for 2-1/2 hours, so we went to see "Equus." I don't know why but for some reason, I really enjoyed the movie.

***

[Ian is my brother.]

What's this all about? Maybe this will shed some light.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: January 1, 1978

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***

"Got up this morning." This was the only thing found in a diary made by my mother when she was eight years old!!

Well, I hope I enjoy this diary because it is my first one.

Today, I wanted to sleep in because of the New Years thing last night. I was up til 1:15, but I had to go to Sunday School. When we got back, Mom and I went down to the beach. Then we came home and nothing much else happened except that the Cowboys beat the Vikings, 23-6. They will go to the Superbowl with the Denver Broncos.

***

What's this all about? Here's an explanation.

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"Nothing Much Else Happened:" Presenting the Diary of A 12-Year-Old

This may be a huge mistake.

But what the heck, the new year is a time for experimenting, right?

About a month ago, while going through some old college files in a box, I discovered a small, beat-up book with the simple word "Diary" on the front. Oh, and a sticker on it that read "One Year." In case the user of the diary was unclear on the concept of the diary. It had a clasp with a lock on it, they key long lost, but thankfully the clasp unlocked. I recognized it immediately, of course: it was my own diary, my first diary, from 1978, when I was 12-going-on-13 years old.

I thumbed through, randomly reading entries, remembering how banal my life in Pacific Palisades was. But something about its ... how do you say ... authenticity struck me. The writing was almost completely without ornament; about the most emotional I would get is marking particularly enjoyable days with a star and the carefully scripted words "Highlight Day" above the day's date. This was a very straightforward document of a year in a circa-1970s 12-year-old's life. He had a girlfriend (at least for part of the year), but considering what a blathering romantic he grew up to be, any dramatic emotion for said girlfriend was notably absent, at least on the page. He played a lot of instruments, lived for amusement parks and baseball, and worshipped his older brothers.

And then I had a thought ... one of those thoughts that might have been better not having been thunk: What if I put this diary up on the blog? Day by day, throughout 2010, I would post the page of text I scribbled as I lay in my bed. (The diary's format was one page per day, thankfully limiting my ability to describe each day.)

I made mention of this idea at the end of a long post here in mid-November, and I got a couple of positive "do it!" comments over on Facebook. But since then, I've gone back and forth on thinking this was either a potentially valuable document of a 12-year-old's life, or a horrible idea that will make family and friends realize that I was as utterly dull in 1978 as I am in 2010.

But I've decided to give it a shot and see how it goes over. Some will read this, I'm sure, and think: Oh my god, he was that way even before he was a teenager? Most of you, I'm sure, will yawn.

But I'll give it a month or so and see how it goes. If nothing else, the Internet will have a thorough, day-by-day document of a southern California kid's life in the 1970s. And I'll be utterly humiliated. It's a win-win!

Here goes nothing. Literally.

***

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Nothing Much Else Happened: The Index

Here is a listing of all of the entries from my 1978 diary that have been posted.

January

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

February

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 |

| 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 |

March

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

April

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |

May

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

June

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |

July

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

August

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

September

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |

October

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |

November

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |

December

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |

| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |