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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.

Train Was Three and a Half Hours Late - Friday, December 21, 1962

The train was three and a half hours late leaving Kansas City so we didn't get to Fairfield till 5:15 and didn't get home till 6:00. I didn't go to bed till after they left for school, then lay down and slept till they came home at 1:30 - not quite as bad as last year! I got to ride in a parlor car since the coach was filled up, but it was the last car on the train and didn't have any heat till 4:00. A man who works for the Rock Island, two girls going to Chicago, and I about froze! Phyllis and I went to the two girls basketball games at Kalona tonight. I visited with several of the college crowd.


4 comments:

Bill said...

No wonder the Rock Island went broke.

Barbara McDowell Whitt said...

But I hope I always remember that it was the Rock Island that introduced me to your hometown of Trenton, Missouri (via the depot and train stop) nine and a half years before I met you in Kansas City.

Allison said...

What is a parlor car?

Barbara McDowell Whitt said...

Allison, that's a good question. It had two rows of individual seats rather than two rows of side by side seats the way a coach car would have.