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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.

We Had 12:00 Hours Tonight Since There Are No Classes Tomorrow - Wednesday, April 11, 1962

No classes tomorrow because of Graduate Record Examinations for the seniors. We had 12:00 hours tonight. Ooh, I didn't do any homework tonight. Oh well, I guess a person should take it easy occasionally. I did accomplish some constructive things, vespers, French Circle, and finished typing Paul's paper. I'll get 75 cents for it. Dear Miss Hampl went into the "Men Only" section of the dorm tonight at French Circle. The three boys sat in the lounge crossing their fingers!

2 comments:

Ron said...

Wow, I have no idea what the last part of this entry meant but sounds very intriguing!

Barbara McDowell Whitt said...

Apparently Dr. Hampl needed to use the restroom and went looking for one on the first floor of Copley dorm where we were having a French Circle meeting. I guess the guys thought she might see someone coming from a shower without even a towel.