About the diary writer
- Barbara McDowell Whitt
- Kansas City, Missouri, Alexandria, Virginia, United States
- ~ About: A 1961-65 Park College Diary ~ As a high school girl and then a college coed in the first half of the 1960s, I wrote nightly entries on the pages of one-year diaries. In January 2010 I began transcribing the entries into a blog and gave each one a title. I grew up on three farms within 30 miles of Iowa City and the University of Iowa with its Iowa Writers' Workshop. As the oldest of four daughters, in my diaries 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 is 300 miles southwest of 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's flagship campus is in Parkville and there are an additional 41 campus centers across the nation. Park was one of the first educational institutions in the United States to offer online learning. My last post was on May 22, 2018. I may be followed on Twitter @BarbaraMcDWhitt.
Switch to Dial Phones - Tuesday, June 14, 1960
I was still in bed when Virginia delivered my mail. I got my first (own) wedding invitation - to Karen's wedding. Mom went to Iowa City this afternoon to register for summer school.The kids went along. I mowed the lawn and got two blisters. We switched to dial phones today. Just for fun I tried to dial Marilyn and ended up with Woodfords in West Chester.
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I just brought home my parents rotary dial orange phone (that they were still using) because it was such a conversation piece. ]"Remember when you had to dial each number," etc.] But before that was amazing. I loved watching the operators in Wellman at the switchboard. Our home phone number was Red 3. Central would say to me: "Ronnie, does your mother know you are on the phone." Oh, those really weren't the days...
That's amazing that your parents were still using their orange dial phone. Speaking of the "olden days," I remember listening for "two shorts and two longs" to know when our party line call was for us. And "dialing central" with one short. Also the sounds of other receivers being picked up or put down by curious farm wives wanting to listen in on someone else's conversation.
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