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Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Twenty-Three
Entry Twenty-Three
Thursday Tues., January 23 Weather marked as Clear.
Dear Diary,
Went down-Town after school–bought myself a record album & new shoes. Went to Jeans house for T.V. Milton Ruben & Allen Koppell were there had a good time.
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Twenty-Two
Entry Twenty-Two
Wednesday, January 22 Weather marked as Clear.
Dear Diary,
Today Harriet & I were walking through the hall & I was telling Harry I was disappointed because Robert didn’t come to school when Robert came down the stairs with big “Hello” & grins form me!! I said hello & walked on, Harry looked at me & said, “Lois! Your face is real red.” (I wonder if I really like him or if its just a silly infatuation???)
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Bubie gave me a beautiful Mezuza for graduation.
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Practiced marching our graduating today. Robert sits 3 rows behind me. Went to Sears with Dad & Butch.
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Twenty-One
Entry Twenty-One
Tuesday Sun., January 21 Weather marked as Clear.
Dear Diary,
Went to the show with Jean. Came home had dinner, packed a little, & then went to bed.
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Gosh, just one more week of school.
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Twenty
Entry Twenty
Monday, January 20 Weather marked as Clear.
Dear Diary,
Nothing much today. Hal called. Went ushering at Phil. Saw the annual Folk Dance Festival it was pretty good. Harry slept over.
Editorial Note:
On this day in 1951, Lois went to the Los Angeles International Folk Dance Festival which was begun by Irwin Parnes in 1947. Held annually in the old Philharmonic Auditorium, the Festival finally ended in 1989 with one last dance at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion. To read more about Parnes and his passion, please click HERE for a 1989 Los Angeles Times article written by Cathy Curtis with more details.
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Nineteen
Entry Nineteen
Sunday Fri., January 19 Weather marked as Clear.
Dear Diary,
The A9 party was a success (I guess, I didn’t notice Robert didn’t come to school). Angel was my partner (the rat). At 3:05 on the dot he left, when did we start the dancing? 3:05. Boy! I was burnt. I gitter buged with Richard Samboa, he’s very nice. The play was very good especially the love sceans. Oh god! why didn’t Andy ask me to dance??? Manuel???? went over Dorothy & Jimmies. Elaine & Henry were there we had a good time–all 4 of them are wonderful!!!!!
P.S. Everyone looked good!!!!! me too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
P.S. I danced with Joe, Manuel, Richard, Armando?
Bowerbirds, “Tuck The Darkness In”
Bowerbirds have this supple grey thing going on with their music. Warm like a cashmere sweater, but crisp like a fog that falls around you in askance of stillness. Not a fearful fog that wipes you clear of memory, but rather one that prompts introspection. A friendly, finding fog.
What Fun.
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Eighteen
Entry Eighteen
Saturday, January 18 Weather marked as Rain.
Dear Diary,
Got report cards today this is my best yet. Got into “active”
Social Studies AEE Mr. Faulk
English BSS Miss Thompson
Drama AEE Miss Sellers
Math AEE Miss Hancock
Phys. Ed. ASS Mrs. Crosby
Spanish BSS Mrs. Nicholson
I think I should have gotten A in English, no complaints other wise. The ‘Love- Bug” is coming along very nicely. About the A9 party & Robert asking me to it–he didn’t. Took a bath & went to bed early. Hope it won’t rain tomorrow.
Adam Arcuragi and The Lupine Choral Society, “Presidents’ Song”
Adam Arcuragi strikes me as the modern equivalent to an 18th-century itinerate preacher. When those floorboards creak under his climb to the stage, women swoon and swearing men grow tame. The way he writhes around a microphone with an imploring Bayou passion is at once soothing and exhilarating. His rhythms rhyme and roll, and he deftly uses volume and tempo to allure, reeling you in, bringing you close before the crescendo where he leaves an everlasting mark. And there, where the scarlet double AA is burned onto your eardrum, is where he’ll stay. An aural memory that finds you in the finer of moments, a call to recollect the places you have been and the things that you have seen. Simply put, Adam Arcuragi harkens; he is a harkener. And what more is a Preacherman supposed to do?
Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry Seventeen
Entry Seventeen
Friday Wed., January 17 Weather marked as Clear, and annotated Cold.
Dear Diary,
All the kids like my hair (except Elesa who insists on calling me baldy). Went to Dr. Cornelius to get a check-up. I don’t have to have corection any more. Angel, Mrs. Sellers & I rehearsed the “love” scean [scene] in “Love-Bug”. Ummm it was nice. Robert hasn’t asked me to the A9 party yet (hear’s hoping).