I recently found a box of my many diaries, and the year 1972 stood out to me. I was 14 years old and living in Managua, Nicaragua. The diary entries recount my life and experiences at that time. I hope you will enjoy them. Comments are welcome!

This week's post includes my brother's diary, a visit to an orthodontist, and a weekend in Costa Rica.

This week's post is about attending classes in hot army tents, still struggling with P.E., and David being called a dork.

This week's post is about riding on the Pan Am bus, being a little boy crazy, and reading Doña Bárbara for Spanish class.

This week's post is about getting angry at a friend, renewing our passports, and pulling out mattresses to practice for P.E. My brother David talks about being accepted by the neighborhood gang and being a prankster

This week's post is about being grouchy, eating at Tip-Tok, and playing Funny Bones.

This week's post again has my brother David collaborating. It has an interesting cure to help me sleep, my Dad's 45th birthday, and a mink mouse.

This week, I am again collaborating with my brother David, who has found his 1973 journals. This post talks about locker problems, finding out about lost friends and trying C-rations.

In this post, we return to Managua after the earthquake, catch up with friends, and return to school.

In this week's post, we say goodbye to our family in Ohio, fly on a Pan American 747, and spend a few days in Panama.

This week's post has us still at my grandparents', a turkey dinner to make up for the spoiled one at Christmas, and a wonderful surprise.

This week's entries are about family visitors, lots of shopping, and dining at Burger King. Fritz the dog got in trouble and left me a present on my pillow.

This post is about going snowmobiling for the first time, having "spagatti" and buying my dad 13 D shoes.

This week's post is full of pleasant surprises, good news about our A.N.S. School, and, believe it or not, getting tired of watching T.V.

This week's blog has us settling in with our grandparents, meeting up with relatives who thought we were dead, and a nun taking us shopping.

This week's post is a change in plans, an overly friendly dog, and seeing snow for the first t

This post is about tension rising from close quarters, damaged bikes, and being away from our home. Oh, and starting a New Year!

This week's post finds us finishing the year still in Miami, recovering at the Tinders' after being displaced, trying to figure out our next steps. My Dad recovered our winter coats and sent them to us, in case we might travel north to our grandparents—lots of uncertainties.

This week's post continues dealing with the earthquake. We have finally evacuated and are staying with friends in Miami.

This was a difficult post to write, as it brought back many bad memories. Writing about the earthquake was healing.