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.
To Church in Parkville This Morning - Sunday, September 16, 1962
This morning I went to church with Nancy and Carlyn. I like the minister, Jerry Belt. (His name's a lot like the Wellman Baptist minister - Jerry Beltz - who went to Korea.) Another of my little worlds was shattered today - as if I should be idealistic. I walked up to Alfalfa Point with Chris Hayward, a freshman farm girl from Ohio, and Dick Peeke and two other guys were up there in a sports car drinking beer. But then I got to thinking such is life and maybe I'm getting into more of the true college spirit. I've been making myself conform to a "sheltered" life but have been opening up - there's even more illegitimacy in the Bible than I thought. I just read about it for Religion 101.
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2 comments:
You really are sounding different this year from your freshman year: more confident, reflective, mature. So interesting...
I liked being a sophomore in Herr House more than I did being a freshman in Hawley.
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