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.
A "Funeral" for a Puppy - Sunday, August 28, 1960
Esteps left Grandma's this evening to go down to Parcells. They are going to leave from there in the morning. They will show their slides at their church tonight. They showed them at Sunday School. One of Bernard's puppies got laid on by a calf. It's a wonder that didn't happen sooner. They had a "funeral" out at Grandma's (kids did). We had dinner down at Cuddebacks. I still say there's nothing like the pen you're used to.
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Summer for you all really meant lots of family connections. And those continue today with the reunion. That is so good. My mom's family is similar although they all live around here; we are still all close and in contact.
I was surprised that the Lorahs from Ohio and Esteps from Texas came as late as they did in the summer in 1960. And I wonder where everyone slept since the pipeline men were rooming at Grandma and Grandpa's at the same time the relatives were there. For one thing, Ruth and Bob were still childless at that time.
I can't imagine anyone taking in roomers today. My grandma had a school teacher living in her guest room for several years.
I wonder how far east and west of the place they were staying the workers went as they constructed each segment of the pipeline.
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