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.

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

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

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

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