About the diary writer
- Barbara McDowell Whitt
- Kansas City, Missouri, Alexandria, Virginia, United States
- In the first half of the 1960s I wrote nightly entries on the pages of one-year diaries. A 1961-65 Park College Diary is a transcription of those entries. The first entry was on January 1, 1960 when I was a junior in high school. I grew up on three farms within 30 miles of Iowa City. As the oldest of four daughters, I sometimes referred to my sisters as "the kids" or "the girls." We helped our parents, but we also had good, wholesome fun - a characteristic I took with me to Park. Park College was 300 miles from West Chester, Iowa in Parkville, Missouri, on the Missouri River 10 miles northwest of Kansas City, Missouri, and across the river from Kansas City, Kansas. In 2000 Park College became Park University. Today Park has additional campuses across the nation. It was one of the first educational institutions in the United States to offer online learning. [:Afterword - April 26, 2015: I will continue to transcribe entries until August 9, 1965, the last day I wrote in a one-year diary.]
CBS sponsored an hour long National Drivers Test tonight showing actual driving situations with opportunity given for answering and scoring corresponding questions. My score, though above the predetermined average from four major cities, was still in the "fair" driver category. Probably the people who need to see a program such as this didn't. The last question about drinking was handled well psychologically. In town I got the instruction booklet for my radio - I can work it now. I got some Italian leather sandals at Penneys.
Baccalaureate was tonight. We took Grandma and Grandpa. I won't be here for commencement Thursday evening. Virginia and Ann both looked so self-assured tonight. I sometimes deprive myself of a lot of enjoyment by being so self-conscious. Johnsons were here this afternoon. I take College Bowl shows almost to heart now - one team lost by five points today. That would really be awful. We are disgusted with Rev. Peters for mentioning in the church bulletin that some people were concerned with some after-prom behavior last week. No one knows what it could be and he won't say.
I went in to town with Mom for a little while this morning. I got a few things I needed - including a new pink nightshirt, checked my bank balance and had Carol continue my Journal subscription for its last "three weeks and two days" that I still have coming to me. I picked out a light gray beige clock radio at Payne's for my graduation present. However, we've been having trouble getting the different buttons to work properly. I'll have to go back and get some directions. The girls wanted to get a hair dryer with Washington stamps so we picked that out. I helped vacuum and "talked school teaching" with Mom this afternoon.
Ann went to the sophomore party while Phyllis, Virginia and I went to the honor society alumni banquet. Joyce Covan went along to the party. Mary Ann Miller was at the banquet. It was nice to see her again. There really weren't very many alumni there. It should be held in the late summer. I took a turn riding the bike out the back road - it seems to work pretty well for the dog's daily run. Mom brought me some of her school materials that will be helpful in our remedial reading program.
Dr. Pai called me this morning. He wants me to go down early to get things set up for the reading program, so I told him I'd try to go down next Wednesday. Now I guess I really can consider myself the coordinator as well as the organizer. Sometimes I feel indispensable. Everyone seemed to like the skit that Phyllis and I organized for Grandma for the social circle. Phyllis spoke the part of a foreign student in Spanish, and a beer can completed my "delinquent" characterization. The others did well, too. Mrs. Mangold wants Phyllis to teach the junior high Bible School class since I won't be able to.
I tried making some "sugar chalk" today but the chalk I used didn't work very well. Nevertheless, I tried being artistic and did three chalk drawings - a symbolic one called Krap Egelloc, one based on the "volets and rusty cans" of the commencement speech, and a still life of the tall blue vase and plant. I looked through more magazines for pictures, and sent back my alumni association ballot and meal reservations for alumni weekend since I'll be there anyway - the days pass quickly.
I borrowed Oneita's copy of the Writer's Handbook and found a publisher to send the book I did for children's lit to for an appraisal. It will be interesting to see what a New York publisher has to say. I wrote to Dr. Pai about what I thought was necessary to do concerning the reading program and wrote to Evelyn. We went out to Reif's for lunch. This afternoon and this evening I called seven people - and Phyl one - about the skit Grandma wants to do for their social circle.
Well, it looks as if the month of June has been cut out for me after all. Dee called me tonight - Dr. Pai told her to charge it to the education department - to see if I could go down to act as the remedial reading program coordinator since she doesn't think she'll have time. I guess they have eleven students for it now. This makes us about back where we started from. I was just thinking today I wonder what I'd be doing if I was getting ready for the program - I don't think I will do much ahead of time. I sunbathed and looked through magazines for third grade pictures. This evening I helped Mom plant petunias and ageratums.