**nightly entries written by a coming-of-age girl who became a woman from Washington County Iowa**
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.
Long Way to Go on Religion Paper - Thursday, December 6, 1962
I've got a long way to go on my religion paper, but it should be a good paper that had better earn me at least a C for religion. We got our pictures back. Mine are good, though the pose is more like last year's than I had remembered. I gave one to Judy Paxton who does an excellent job of coloring for 50 cents. Put in a small gold frame, it will make Mom a nice Christmas present. For the record: I stopped to talk to him for a second in the J.R. this morning - he was doing French. I went to the first half of the Park-Tarkio game, but the kids I met at church evidently didn't come.
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him?
Jim, the boy from South Dakota that I had a crush on - the one I stopped to see when he was a life guard at the pool in Brookings on our family trip in July.
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