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~ 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.

An Individual Microscope for Biology Lab - Tuesday, September 26, 1961

Tonight some of us had pizzas from North Kansas City. When three of us share a small one it costs 45 cents each. The freshmen were "branded" once again with our Park beanies. They look real cute en masse. Tonight we had a movie on Semantics in Alumni Hall. President Morrill sat behind us. (He bumped into me last night! - an important man!) I'm afraid I messed up my biology lab today. I think it's going to be really fun though. It will be wonderful having a nice individual microscope - if I can learn to adjust it and speed up my lab procedures.
 

2 comments:

Ron said...

Barb,
You seemed to be very tolerant of the freshmen beanies and all. You must have really been having fun!

Barbara McDowell Whitt said...

Yes, Ron, I guess I had a mostly analytical approach to everything that was happening.