KC's entries for April 1967 begin ...
APRIL 1 SATURDAY (Better keep peace than make peace — Dutch)
Today is April Fools Day !
APRIL 2 SUNDAY (Duty: stern daughter of the voice of God — Wordsworth)
APRIL 3 MONDAY (Pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes — Ruskin)
What sort of fool am I?
You don’t have to answer that.
APRIL 4 TUESDAY (There is no time like the present — Smollett)
No, no, there isn’t.
APRIL 5 WEDNESDAY (Never ask pardon before you are accused)
↑ Remember that,
after all I’ll be able to use that a lot.
APRIL 6 THURSDAY (Civility costs nothing — English)
Sure, baby, sure.
APRIL 7 FRIDAY (Fear always springs from ignorance — Emerson)
Helena’s Birthday
That quotation partially fits in with what I have to say. I am writing this on May 15.
I am looking back at an accomplishment, not thoroughly mine, but due to God/s help and John Cleary’s. Let me explain, but first: I have long wanted someone like myself to talk to. I have thought often that I found that one but I was mistaken. Now I don’t think so, or rather the person I found is what I wanted. Now:
Tonight was the 1st night of the school musical. All the boys and girls in my class sat in the room waiting for our turn on stage. Former years have been extremely dull and uninteresting for me. This year, though, I brought pencil, paper, and my clipboard because I figured I might draw (pun intended) someone into talking with me. First I drew a picture of Cathy Gately. Someone brought this to attention. This was C. Curran. He started talking to me and so did Cleary (this helped I think because Curran saw him talk without getting bitter much from quotation). At 1st …
APRIL 8 SATURDAY (Small invitation will serve a beggar)
...Curran was wary of me, because he doesn’t like girls. We started talking about school and tests. Eventually Cleary, Jane Geraghty, Curran & me were in the back of the room talking freely. Curran understands me and I get him. Everyone (particularly the girls) were shocked that I would talk to such an undesirable kid but I didn’t & don’t care! By understand I mean he understands me when I talk; I don’t have to explain myself. And miracle of miracles, he likes shortwave radio. There are many things about us alike.
I read this and unlike many things I wrote once long …
APRIL 9 SUNDAY (Catch the bear before you sell his skin)
… ago and read some time later I feel the same way about the subject. Which means what I said was rather in truth.
APRIL 10 MONDAY (He who knows no guilt can know no fear — Massinger)
School . . . smells?
APRIL 11 TUESDAY (Content is more than a kingdom)
Yes Yes Yes [followed by upside down "No No No"
APRIL 12 WEDNESDAY (’Tis deeds must win the prize — Shakespeare)
Seat changed . . . to a good place, I think. I can’t remember.
I’m writing this August 8
APRIL 13 THURSDAY (A single good government is a blessing to the whole earth — Jefferson)
APRIL 14 FRIDAY (The greatest wealth is contentment with a little — Ray)
Today is Eileen’s birthday. She is getting a bike from Mom and Dad.
I told her I’d get something up in Canada if we go. We’ll find out Sunday if Helena will take the kids.
KC's entries for May 1967 begin ...
MAY 1 MONDAY (It is better to bend than to break — French)
The other day I was rather shocked upon finding myself thinking God above my parents, not as place of superiority, by any means, but rather as one I love. Yet I know this is true, and know this is as it must be.
[Later: This line above is terrible!! ]
What amazes me is that I have known God such a short time and yet I pray that I may love Him more than any other. Yet, love for Him must be greater, because He is greater and to put anyone else in superiority is wrong.
Perhaps a man loves his wife more, but that is a different thing. If a choice came between the two he would have to pick God. It could only be a case of right or wrong for in no other way would the love between husband and wife be interfering …
MAY 2 TUESDAY (A joy that’s shared is a joy made double)
… with God’s will.
I don’t think.
You know, I think love between people, love of any sort, between people, is different from love of God. It is much better.
It is confusing and I’m almost on it but it will take me awhile.
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It is.
But see, what I mean? It’s ponderous, slow, and confusing . . . a tangle of well meant, but poorly put thoughts. I have a long way to go, yet.
MAY 14 SUNDAY (The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known — Spenser)
Today is Mother’s Day. I bought Mommy a card and Helena, too, but I left them in school with my bookbag because we didn’t have any homework.
June 16 or 18 is our day of graduation.
Mommy is making my graduation dress which is white (because it has to be & it has to have sleeves) and the material is raised. It looks like this:
Came back from Helena’s.
MAY 15 MONDAY (Every man is the son of his own works— Cervantes)
That’s a good quotation up there and it’s true. Whatever you do, the result of that shapes you. I think…
I am painting a picture now, the inside of a bus, and all the people in it. I told mommy she can have it if she wants for her overdue birthday present.
I got 95 in French, but so did Gaynor.
Ever since my Confirmation, and maybe before, I have had an inner voice guiding me in times of trouble. If I listen to it and don’t confuse myself I am much better off. Only today Sister put Crane beside me for the day and he swears a lot and tells rotten jokes, although he isn’t terribly bad and I wasn’t sure what to do. But looking back I see I was kind of guided. It is typical of God, what He does.
MAY 16 TUESDAY (Half the truth is often a great lie — Franklin)
Not much new.
On that scholarship Saturday — I win it — I get [a] shortwave radio.
[Sometime later, referring to the last paragraph of her May 15 entry, she added]
← See, that is too heavy. I guess I’m not meant to write religious feelings down, only feel them.
