Is it ever OK to read someone's diary? My first response is no. My second response is, well, maybe. In the box load of things I inherited from my folks was a small five year diary my mother wrote in when she was a girl. Her first entry was Monday, January 1, 1939. She was 13. No doubt a Christmas gift. Time and the elements have all but erased that first missive except for the word, "Hello,..." that starts it all off. She kept this thing going, more or less for the next few years. On the same first page there are January 1st entries for 1940, 1941, and 1942. I'm not reading it page for page. Some things need to stay where they are, in a time remote from now. They were the thoughts of a young girl in high school and they should stay there. Suffice to say she spent a lot of time with Helen and a guy named George. Like many kids of that time the movies were the more than entertainment, it was the place to go and be seen. She liked an actor n