Nov. 3, 1973

I got beaten up today. Dad said I could finally go out. It was sunny, so we played some touch football at Dave’s house. I’d be a pretty good quarterback if I weren’t so skinny. Dad wouldn’t let me try out for the team because he thought I’d get hurt. Hal Goldberg and I snuck over to Billy’s house in the afternoon. The three of us went over to play in the field behind Pinewood. There are a lot of paths over there as well as a clearing where Billy and Hal smoke. One puff was enough to turn me off forever.

Nov. 2, 1973

Billy was back today, and he unhooked Frannie’s bra four times in homeroom. I think he wanted to see how many times he could do it before she tattled. She never did, but finally left it unhooked until she got to History class. I think she was crying.

Oct 29, 1973

Dear Diary, The masks came today. Billy arranged for a bunch of us to go out on Halloween as zombies, complete with life-like (or death-like) rubber masks. A few of us wore them at Gym class as a prank. Mr Milner wasn’t pleased and made us wear them the whole time. Flag football isn’t easy...