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.
Planning a Freshman Skit for Frosh Court - Friday, September 22, 1961
I feel so good. I just got home from another frosh court skit planning meeting and found Margie had my bed turned down, tooth brush and pajamas laid out. We are using my suggestion of turning "The Night Before Christmas" into "The Night Before Hell Week" for the skit. I'm so tired though. I did a terrible job on my biology test. I ate breakfast at the goons' table, ironed two pairs of pants, and contributed in a hundred ways to my "learning" the Park way of life. The upperclass men beat the frosh in softball. We were made to cheer, cheer, cheer.
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Roommates who turn our bed down and lay out pj's, freshman skits. . . the world sure is a different place now. Your post reminds me of a simpler time. Enjoyable.
Cecelia, your comment reminds me that Margie and I became roommates when we were sophomores. She lived across the hall from us during our freshman year. I like your phrase: a simpler time.
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