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.
We See Park College for the First Time - Saturday, September 9, 1961
Park College really looks nice! On top of that, the family who is next to us in our motel tonight has a girl who will be a freshman at Park! I invited her (Judy Percival from St. Louis) over to watch the Miss America pageant tonight. Miss North Carolina won. We left home at 9:30 this morning and got to Kansas City around 4:30. We drove downtown to take a look at the city after we got our motel. My purse from Lana Lobell came in this morning's mail. We had quite a time squeezing my stuff in the car and ended up putting my trunk in the back seat.
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Gosh, what an important day.I have butterflies just thinking about it! Did the whole family go along to take you to Park?
Yes, all six of us went. When Bill and I spent the night of Suzanne's birthday with her we were trying to imagine how we also got my trunk onto the back seat. Ann probably rode in the middle of the front seat, two of us on one side of the trunk and one on the other side.
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