Mike's Journal

Chapter 44

April 1, 1966 

Dear Journal, 

April fools day. Lovely. I hate April Fools day. It's not so much the fact that I don't like jokes, but I hate jokes that make fun of other people. I made a 'apple' pie today with Ritz crackers. Micky didn't know the diffrance. Ha! I also had to work tonight. Peter and Davy showed up and Peter played his banjo. I didn't know half the songs he played, but he played Barbra Allen. I didn't know you could play that on a banjo. Well, I guess you can play any song that you can play on a guitar on a banjo but I guess it was just nice to hear someone play a song I know. Well, no, that's not what I'm trying to say, a song my family knows? Anyways, afterwards I told them about the house I found on the beach. Davy said that he had next Wednesday off, I work that night, but I can go during the day as long as its before 5. I had to get back to work but Davy said he'd call or swing by our place and we'll see what time works for all of us to see this place. 

When I got home Micky was gone. A little odd, but gives me time to write a bit. I made some eggs and played around on my guitar for a bit before I did up my dishes and came up to the bedroom to write. 

I hope this job that I have will let me maybe get spotted by a music producer. Then I'll be   successful. Then I can get Ma a nice house and get my siblings in to college. 

I think I just heard the door open. 

Got to go. 

Mike. 

April 4, 1966 

Dear Journal, 

This is the last page of this journal. I've had it for almost a year. I thought fore sure it would've ran out sooner, but I guess not. Anyway, Work was good tonight. I'm getting payed on Friday and I almost have enough saved up for the first months rent for a place. I think. I need to pay Micky for my share of the rent still.  I'm hoping by May to get a different place. I ran into Davy tonight and told him about the house on the beach. He told me he'd tell Peter and then we'll find a time that worked for all of us to take a look at it. 

Micky is talking about some party a classmate of his is having next weekend. He said we were going and maybe I'll find a girlfriend. I asked him why he thought I needed a girlfriend. He asked me if I had one. I thought about Sarah. I wrote her a reply but never heard back from her. And she's not my girlfriend. I never really thought about having a girlfriend. I mean there where girls I kissed before, and I made out with a few girls, but I never had a girlfriend. And I never went all the way with a girl. Uncle John, Aunt Kate's husband, gave me the birds and the bees talk when I was 13. And Ma gave me the talk as well, her talk was mainly a if I decide to go all the way I'm responsible for anything that may happen. I was kinda confused until Uncle John gave me a more detailed talk. I'm so not ready to be a father. Hell, right now I can't even suport myself. How am I supposed to suport a wife and kid? Anyway. 

Not much else is going on. 

Mike.