Monday, December 31, 1984

I went to work as usual at Alma's.

I redeemed some December coupons at the grocers. Before I went into my house, I looked around at my neighborhood. Six out of fourteen houses within my view from my driveway are vacant, repossessed and boarded up, over forty-two percent.

My friend picked me up at 7:30PM with a bottle of champagne in hand, and we had a glass before we left for dinner at a local steak house. Afterwards, we went to a local nightclub and had more champagne before we called it a night, well after midnight.