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.
Typing Mom's M.A. Thesis - Thursday, June 29, 1961
Hot, Man. Like wow! I started typing Mom's thesis this afternoon. I got three pages down. I may do one over since I didn't have it clear over against the paper guide. I'm making three carbon copies. Phyllis and I went along to Iowa City with Mom this morning. She had to take a book up to Nancy Honahahn. I bought a pair of gold slacks in Wards. The Journal picture of the groundbreaking showed Mrs. Foster turning the spade rather than Grandpa [turning the first spade] but at least Grandpa showed up good.
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I remember typing things with carbon paper and onion skin paper and erasing with those nasty gritty typewriter erasers. No wonder we rejoiced at Wite Out and Kleenerase paper. ugh. Can't wait to read the Park College blog.
Hi Terry!
What a pleasant surprise to find your keen comment this beautiful summer morning. Oh yes - those typewriter erasers. I'm happy to have you on board, and thank you for leaving a comment.
Funny but when I read the entry about doing carbons, I felt the pain of how hard that was! But I was thinking of whiteout forgetting those terrible erasers.
And isn't it fortunate that Claes Oldenburg and Coosje van Bruggen's sculpture of a typewriter eraser is in the Sculpture Garden at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, DC?
Just think about the number of grandparent/grandchild conversations that have transpired there.
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