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.
Copley is Retaliating with Another Prank - Wednesday, October 25, 1961
I was awakened this morning at 5:30 and went out to see a headless pigeon hanging in the hall above a red stained paper. A sign on the wall had the pigeon's head and the words, "This was an angel from Paradise." It seems that several girls from our floor stole Copley's coat-of-arms and they were retaliating. Mom wrote that I can go to see Pat and Delbert at Thanksgiving. She also said that they are going to have me get one of the flu shots that Park is providing. Lake Darling sprung a leak. Tonight we elected dorm officers - Liz Ralston, president; Ann DuBois, vice president (we just put her in the shower); and Kathy Gillespie, secretary-treasurer.
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4 comments:
Gosh the pranksters...I don't remember any of that here!
Really? I guess we were a small enough campus for the "rivalry" to be meaningful. Of course any group doing anything in the night had to have advance permission from the house mother. I have tried to envision what the quiet walking up to the dorm must have been like, the house mother letting them in, and then "all hell breaking loose."
Yea, I think that was what I wondered. How did they get away with it? They had approval! I love comparing things with today. And I do think a small college was different from here.
I also think the pranks were directed more at our freshman girls' dorm. I lived in Hawley for three out of my four years at Park and I don't remember things going on in the night during those years.
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