I double-checked my numbers this am and of course I was off. So I added 1971 to yesterday’s post. Am fighting the urge to go back and make each of the preceding years a separate post like this one… At least for the moment, onward.

10_cindy_0621972: Ninth grade turns into tenth grade and I meet the boy I will marry. The Poseidon Adventure is one of our first dates. Americans have a whole new vocabulary–Watergate, G. Gordon Liddy, wiretaps, Bernstein and Woodward, Deep Throat, impeachment. During the summer I go back to Vermont to camp, and this year cute male counselors are also part of the story. I do “50 French days” and fall in love with Middlebury College. In the fall, I study, carrying home piles of books each night. The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, Brandy, The Lion Sleeps Tonight, Morning Has Broken, Everything I Own, Rocket Man–the clock radio by my bed plays for twenty minutes from the local am station into the darkness of my room.

45 days to 60


Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver