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.
A Cafeteria Tray Spill - Monday, December 4, 1961
Tonight Park played Wentworth for our first home basketball game. It was really a thriller. We came from behind in the last seven seconds and had a jump ball under their basket with them getting the ball when they were a point behind in the closing seconds. This makes up for some heartbreakers I saw last year. I felt so humiliated tonight when my tray slid off the rack in the cafeteria line. I had just put my dressing on my tray when - slide, wham. I had a big blotch of sweet potatoes on my skirt. I sent a post card to Varners. They're thinking about going to Iowa so they might be able to bring me back after Christmas.
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4 comments:
Love your blog entry headlines!
Ron, thank you. I need you as a titles editor. Back on the Benjamin Fairless' book post, after we had both left two comments each, I noticed that I had written November 29, 1930 for the date. I have no idea where that came from.
That's okay. We sent out an email newsletter a couple of weeks ago with a Nov instead of Dec date for Dec event. Luckily it was email so we could fix it the next week. I was happy I didn't type it but should have caught it. Oh well...!
It happens to us all. One year we received a Christmas letter with the writers saying to have a good year in 19--. They had typed the year that was just ending.
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