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.
Mother-Daughter Dessert - Thursday, May 4, 1961
Tonight was the mother-daughter dessert. Mrs. Sherman talked about birds. For some reason a speaker never seems to be as effective as a program. We had to stay quite a while cleaning up. (I'll admit I was a despondent acting person - for one thing it makes me mad that Rev. Peters always takes down the attendance numbers.) I've got to get to bed in a hurry. Because of Vieshea tomorrow and no school for the FHA girls, I've got just nine days left of school.
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What an absolutely fascinating idea for a blog! Thank you for sharing this part of our lives with the blogosphere!
Found you through Blogathon 2011.
Thank you for visiting my blog and leaving your comment. You yourself have a very nice blog and homeschool eight children as well.
As is so often the case, homeschooling moms have Jesus, as you say, first and foremost in their lives. My most recent conviction, based on a long-held belief, is that we have only begun to scratch the surface of the power of prayer.
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