Watertown: January 27, 1959

Today was real nice, too. Daniel was real nice and sweet. He wore the sweater I gave him. Nothing important happened. Pete Foley gave Sheila and I a ride home from school, and of course, Daniel knew about it right away. Everybody sure keeps him posted – I can’t do a thing. He was so sweet and attentive – and sort of quiet. Whenever we walk together, he always sort of puts his arm around my waist – sorta like he’s protecting me or something! Oh, it’s so romantical! It just sends me! I’m getting to like him better every day. He’s so much fun. I didn't do a thing tonight except listen to records. Susan came over, and I talked to Daniel. I just wish everything would stay like this for a long time.