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 is about getting hit on the head with a rock, neighborhood kids escorting me to Dr. Caldera's house, and taking an F in my dreaded gym class.

Today's post is about taking a nap during recess on some mats, leaves tickling my ears, and more frightening tremors. BYE!!!

This week's post is about dissecting an iguana, working the fresco stand, and bad luck striking me three times in one day!