**nightly entries written by a coming-of-age girl who became a woman from Washington County Iowa**
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.
Two Days of School Left - Tuesday, May 16, 1961
I can't believe that I have only two days of school left. The first two and the last two are the most "treasured" days of school. I spent all evening reading chemistry, and now I've got to "read" the last half of Of Human Bondage. I stayed after school till 5:00 to help work on the annual. That thing has a long way to go yet. I got a nice Fuller Brush comb and brush set from Leets. It will really be nice. I think I'll save it for college since Mom got me the new set last summer. Last two days, here I come.
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4 comments:
Barbara, how many kids were in your graduating class? Sounds like you were very busy!
They kept you working right up to the very end it sounds like!
Suzanne, that is right.
LT, there were 59 of us in my class.
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