Friday, February 18, 2005

July 12, 1972
In which I talk about a boy. Again.

Oh forget what I wrote June 26.

There is a real cute boy up here. He has to be at least 16 because he drives. And I think he is 18 because he can drink. I don't know his name or where he lives or anything about him - except that he likes the song Sealed With a Kiss. So do I!

Note:
Chetek, being in Wisconsin, had many bars and my family, including grandparents, frequented them. I remember seeing this guy in Millie's tavern which I think was called the Indianhead Bar. Millie had a chicken dinner once a week and I often got to help make the dressing.

Another bar I remember was the B & B, where I had a crush on the bartender.

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