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My teen idea of a perfect day
Jul. 28th, 1983 10:00 amSteve called early in the morning and I managed to get the car and we went to Mr. Gs for a while. Blew about five dollars--Steve had all half dollars. Then we picked up two McDonalds shakes and went to visit Frank. I left Steve to help Frank as I had to go bring Laurie home.
Had rehearsal at night. I let Steve drive the car and he took us on the highway. We became lost for a while and by the time we arrived at his house it was 11:30. So I called Dad and told him that no one was home at Steve's house and Steve didn't want to stay alone (which was partially true). Dad said, "What are you, his babysitter?" Dad was rather pissed that night.
Had rehearsal at night. I let Steve drive the car and he took us on the highway. We became lost for a while and by the time we arrived at his house it was 11:30. So I called Dad and told him that no one was home at Steve's house and Steve didn't want to stay alone (which was partially true). Dad said, "What are you, his babysitter?" Dad was rather pissed that night.
