DECEMBER 30, 1954: A DAY THAT WILL LIVE IN INFAMY
I turned 19 in September. I'd worked for the phone company for a year, my high school sweetheart had broken our engagement before he shipped off to Korea 18 months earlier. It was on his mother's advice, he said. She thought we were too young to make such a commitment and we both needed to explore... Sign in to see full entry.