Sunday Fri., June 8 Weather marked half Clear, half Cloudy.
Signed annuals all day. Lynn & Ricky picked me up at about 6:35 & we went to Bob’s party. I didn’t enjoy it too very much because Bob was busy with everyone. But when he took me home, it changed everything. I was supposed to be in before 1:00. Arrived home at 1:05 but didn’t go in till after 2:00. We had the most wonderful talk—all about everything. I don’t think he likes me as much as I like him but he does like me some. I never thought I would talk to him like that.
Mommie waited up for me & was made, she said I couldn’t go out anymore.
Senior Prom. It was fine except—first of all I looked real cute. The other girl was Elaine (the girl Bob took to Lynns party) she’s real nice. We had a nice time at the Prom we left after 11:00 and when to a naughty 90 show which was naughty & to the Flamingo. Art (going home) infact all night he wouldn’t let up kissing that is. Then after we took Elaine home I pretended I was sleeping & Art petted. It was frightening & yet soothing. I’m all mixed up. I should have said something but I couldn’t. He started to un-zipper my dress so I pretend to wake-up. If possible—I’ll never go out with Art again—I’m afraid.
Went to the Hollywood Bowl with Mr. & Mrs. Mendleson, Lynn, Ricky, Bob & me. We saw “I am an American” day. The show was good. But I had an awful time as Bob wasn’t in a very gay mood. His dad bought him a car. I cryed my eyes out when I got home because of him.
Baby sat for Frances.
According to Richard M. Fried’s The Russians Are Coming! The Russians Are Coming! Pageantry and Patriotism in Cold-War America, I Am An American Day was conceptualized in 1938 by either Benjamin Edwards Neal, creator of the I Am An American Foundation, or The Helios Foundation, and signed into law by President Franklin D. Roosevelt in 1940. The day was celebrated annually across the United States on the third Sunday of May, and commemorated the citizenship of newly naturalized immigrants and youngsters who had just come of age to vote (then the age of 21).
Following the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor, the popular event acquired a patriotic immediacy and was used to reinforce and publicly display one’s devotion to the American cause, as a citizen. The end of the war augmented the event’s rhetoric as Cold War tensions focused the narrative on a need to find and report subversive activities; understandably, the popularity of I Am An American Day suffered and it fell out of favor. In 1952, Congress changed the name of I Am An American Day to Citizenship Day, and the date was moved from May to September 17th. It was again reformatted as “Constitution and Citizenship Day” at the request of late Senator Robert Byrd of West Virginia in 2004, and now celebrates the signing of the United States Constitution in 1787.
Seen below, courtesy of the Los Angeles Examiner Negative Collection, 1950-1961 maintained by the University of Southern California, is the Hollywood Bowl decked out for I Am An American Day in 1951–the very same one attended by our Lois. Perhaps if you scrutinize the crowd long enough you can see her, seated between the Mendlesons and gazing forlornly at Bob.
Harvey is a wonderful as ever. Audrey & I bowled 3 games. Birch sat & talked to us all the time. He treated me to a coke & gave me a dime to go home on. Birch walked me to 5th again. He took my shoe & I had to walk to 5th with one shoe off. I bowled 90, 83 & 79. Hal called. Mrs. Mendleson invited me to the Hollywood Bowl this Sunday for “I am an American Day.” Lynn, Ricky, Mr. & Mrs. Mendleson are going. I called Bob & he’s going too. Maybe Mom & Dad too. Talked to Audrey over an hour on the phone.
We saw a real keen movie today in Science about how babys are formed in the mommies tummy. It hold all about how the sperm fertals the egg etc. I learned why you shouldn’t marry into the family.
Saw Mr. Platmers book eat a gopher. WOW! It was beautiful in a scientific way. Mr. Frisius is so wonderful. I don’t see how he can dot it. He’s so considerate & helpful & connsious of everyone. He goes out of his way soooo much, and for what? The kids treat him like dirt when they should be kissing his feet. Gads!! but I admire him.
Went to the tennis matches at North Hollywood today with Tom Bratten & Jim Grey. They (the matches) were good, even if we didn’t win the championship. Bob was real surprised to see me there. Hi Talent!! We lost to Manual Arts.
Came home from Lynns about 2:00. Bob called & then came over. He’s nice. The Greenbergs came over. Uncle Ruby & I had a talk about Frank & he things I wasn’t (too) wrong in being picked up by him or giving him my address. God damn!!! I can’t get Frank off of my mind. Its driving me crazy!!!!!!!! Gosh but Uncle ruby is wonderfully understanding. He’s my favorite.
Uncle Ruby explained to me why he thought I was right in doing what I did & why I was wrong in ding what I did. He says if he asks me out I could go (if Mom lets me.) Uncle explained how a sailor feels when in & out of uniform. Gosh but Uncle Ruby’s wonderful!