Entry Twenty-Six
Sunday, January 26 Weather marked as Clear.
Last day of My Junior High School Days
Dear Diary,
What can I put down? That I’ll miss Belvedere? That I’ll miss the kids or the teachers? or Robert? After a while I’ll forget, but yet I don’t want to forget. Today I didn’t feel like crying but then while I was looking for Robert Mirvich[?] to say good-by I bumped into Manuel Rocco & he told me that Robert had already gone. I don’t know why but it just struck me funny & I started to cry hysterically. I’ll get over him but why is it that when at last I found someone who would love me as much as I loved him (& he does love me) then I have to move. When I was saying good buy to Manuel Aranda we hugged each other. Boy can he hug if he were only a little bit taller I could go for him. Good By Belvedere.
Nostos Algos 