More from the annals of Courtney…personally, I’m looking forward to this particular year (1991) coming to an end…
July 30, 1991 –
…Our lovely Michigan has been going through a climate change – things are warmer and dryer than I remember. I hope we get snow this winter but dad says it’s NOT LIKELY.
This hasn’t been a good summer for Alpena.
1. Katie died of leukemia
2. There was a murder-suicide on my street
3. 3 people died in a boating accident
4. A boy hung himself from the pulleys backstage at the theater *
Isn’t it all awful? Plus there is this guy Jeffrey Dahlmer in Milwaukee who supposedly has murdered thirteen poeple, kept their body parts in his apartment and is wanted for more. Plus, he’s a cannibal!
Oh, well. I’m in a good mood! **
July 31, 1997
My To Do List:
Call David ***
Write two poems****
Tie up loose ends *****
* My parents swear nobody killed themselves backstage behind any of the three theaters in Alpena, ever, but I can’t imagine lying in my journal. So I don’t know what this is all about.
** Obviously, my ability to rise above such a tragic summer took great effort – certainly I was a different girl then, because now a simple report on the disappearance of the honey bees can send me into a “the world is ending” funk for weeks.
*** I have no clue who David is –
**** I miss how writing used to be another thing on my “to do” list – like something to be fit in between shopping and chores. It’s certainly a lot more heart-wrenching now!
***** What loose ends could I possibly have had to tie up?
In my next entry, my dad decided to remodel my room. Apparently he stripped my window pains, built my bookcases and repainted. All I do is complain about how “Mr. Handyman” decided my books needed a place to go, and how unfair it is that he was remodeling my room. I would give anything for him, now, to come build me built in bookcases!