Below are my New Year's Resolutions from December of 1975.
As is my habit, I have protected the names of the living, in this case both of my siblings, to whom apparently I must have believed I wasn't being good enough. (The spelling errors are embarrassing, but I was only one month shy of 7.)
I suspect I was also trying to cure myself of calling my mother, 'Mommy,' as I can't think of anything else I would have called her at that age.
In first grade I was participating in an annual reading challenge at my school. I happened to know the neighbor across the street held the all-time record, and I apparently initially resolved to break that record. I was either told it was an inappropriate resolution, or decided it was on my own. (I did break the record. The school closed five years later with my record unbroken. 1509.)
My kind and loving wife tells me there is still one of these I need work on. I will let everyone guess. She tells me also that my handwriting was better back then.
I'm still working on my 2013 Resolutions