Chestnut Stole, Returned Toilet Seats - Thursday, January 31, 1963

Today began when we awoke to discover that Hawley's john seats had all been stolen durig the night by Chestnut and ended when they returned them tonight. They had real cute sayings written on them in felt point pen. Third floor gave them a stare treatment, then imprisoned one (Ron Cooperman) in the end stall, and as he yelled out the window to the guys leaving to help him, we proceeded to entwine him in toilet paper. During our ed psych break tonight Carolyn and I started playing a paper cup and wastepaper basket basketball game with Gary Bruce and Bob Grinnell.

Received a Very Nice "Care" Package - Wednesday, January 20, 1963

Hawley is having a surprise party for Copley tonight but I don't think I'll go since I'm a sophomore and none of the other three of the "four" are going. As soon as they get gone, I think I will go mail my letter home, however. Nancy and I went up to the health center tonight to see Margie. While we were there George called up and wanted me to stop past Nickel to read two more galleys that weren't ready this afternoon. I went to vespers tonight. The history test wasn't bad. I might even get a B on this one. Dr. Hampl wasn't there for French so we have to go in the morning. I got a very nice "care" package - my dress, some fondant, peanuts, crackers, date bars. Oh, I'm WRA secretary.

Robert Frost Died This Morning at Age 88 - Tuesday, January 29, 1963

Robert Frost died this morning. His "and that has made all the difference" had been running through my mind just recently. The radio just now closed a tribute to his life with those lines. In fact I told Margie this afternoon when I informed her he had died that I thought he had written that line in "The Road Not Taken." The greatest American poet since Longfellow - 88 years old. The Park Progressives music group sang this morning in assembly. They played my game. I think they liked it. I handled the WRA election for a while during supper. I got some information from Mr. Mitchell for the Stylus about a Kansas City weekend work camp - it would be nice to take part in.

Worked on Game Called "Venus Shot" - Monday, January 28, 1963

I wrote up my game that I have to present in class tomorrow. Hope it doesn't clear flop. It's called Venus Shot and has astronaut, wind tunnel and guided missile groups in it. I wrote up news for Dr. Hampl and Dr. Hauptmann. I talked to Dr. Hauptmann after IRC (International Relations Council) and Dr.Hampl after class. There are two French plays being presented at KU March 4th that she'd like some kids to go to. Margie has been going with Jim Hurst - she took him away from Nancy Avard (see January 22). Maybe it's my imagination, but I think she emphasizes "Jim" too much whenever she mentions him.

Went to Dean Pai's Discussion Group - Sunday, January 27, 1963

It's been a nice day - varied for a change. The choir sang Mr. McAffee's hymn - "Near to the Heart of God (There is a place of quiet rest)." Too bad they didn't do it two weeks ago when Mrs. Applebee was here. This afternoon we had a WRA meeting to nominate new officers. I'm up for secretary against Nancy Rohlfing and Karen Garner. I went to Dean Pai's discussion group on Free Will and Determinism. He sort of monopolized it, but it was interesting. Tonight in the J. R. from 7:00 to 9:00 I watched the movie, "On the Beach." Having read the book, I got more out of it - it's sort of depressing. Well, back to the homework.

Film Development Took Last Dollar - Saturday, January 26, 1963

We had butterfly heats and more medleys this afternoon. Babs wasn't able to get there so for the second day in a row I had my suit on but didn't swim. Carolyn and I tried to push Bob Young in the pool. Pete Bine said he'd give us a quarter if we did it. Park played Evangel this afternoon. We only lost by eight points. I yelled enough. I guess I'll read more religion before I go to bed. I've got to get caught up in it. And I must get started on my French reading. Oh dear. Between the swim meet and the game I went down to the drug store and spent my last dollar for my developed pictures.

Summary Compared to Jackie and Paintings - Friday, January 25, 1963

I went with Kathy Butler to the show, "Boys' Night Out." It was pretty good. Gee, these weeks go fast, especially from Friday to Friday. Only two LLCs besides me showed up for swimming so we couldn't run our medley, but Kathy got two second places (almost won the first butterfly she'd ever swum) and Babs got a third. Carolyn, Lynda and I were talking tonight about seeing if we could stop swimming as soon as possible and start volleyball or basketball. Dr. Neighbor wrote a riot of a comment on my poli sci summary - compared it to Jackie pointing out White House paintings!

Have Talked in All of Trimester's Classes - Thursday, January 24, 1963

I've got so much history and poli sci to read. These Thursday nights are bad - ed psych all evening. We're having a house meeting now. (Back.) This day has certainly taxed my emotions. I got a letter from Phyllis. She's a popular girl! She said Carolyn Hole died - was going to have her brother's baby, took half a bottle of aspirin and turpentine. Things can be the very worst. Sometimes I wonder about me. I guess I don't speak up enough - carry over habit from grade school and high school I guess - at Park no one objects to what anyone says in class - I talked in ed psych tonight, have done so in all classes now, must get better, do it more.

Attended Two Boorstin Lectures - Wednesday, January 23, 1963

I have just spent some minutes becoming an Edgar Allen Poe. I don't know if I like it or not. It's not bad - now to give my poetry a name. I went to hear Dr. Boorstin's lecture on "The Idealization of Work." He sets you to thinking about the American way of life. This morning he talked on "From Conscience to Community." It was evidently too cold for the swimming meet today - anyway we didn't have it, and no dress regulations tonight. I read proof this afternoon. I haven't been so cold in ages as I was outside today.

Still Have Political Science to Read - Tuesday, January 22, 1963

Due to the fact that I more or less wasted the afternoon, I'm now still having political science yet to do. Yay, Paxton! She's arguing with Blondin (the latter is plainly revealing her weaknesses when it comes to "me, Blondin"over anyone else). This has to do with Nancy Avard. Gee, I'm glad I haven't said much about my interests and I'm fast going to keep quiet entirely. She's tried before, I've had the feeling. Like when I mention doing something with someone. Yay, Paxton, yay, yay! It's cold - our room is cold. Grr!

Have Received an A or A- in Every Course - Monday, January 21, 1963

I wrote up what little news I had tonight, took it over to Mackay and had a lucky break in that I met Mr. Reynolds and was able to get the rest of the information I need about Daniel Boorstin. An "unlucky break" followed in that I just then found out that Carol wants me to check out some other stuff, too, but this way I won't have to feel guilty about not turning in much news. I finally did it. Remember last term when I vowed to make at least one A in every course? Well, I never quite succeeded in history, but today I got an A- on our "matching items" quiz! Tonight I also read ed psych and got the list of individual sports for the LLCs. "We" watched the last half of the Ben Casey continued story. More were watching tonight than last week - I wouldn't have had such a good opportunity.

Went to Arts and Culture Movie, "Sayonara" - Sunday, January 20, 1963

I'm so proud of myself. I have all of my history and political science read and it's only 20 minutes till 10:00. I think I'll write a letter to Grandma and Grandpa. Tonight I saw the Arts and Culture Series movie, Sayonara. This one was in color. Someday I must travel the world to see all of the beautiful places it has to offer. It's cold out again. I didn't think it was too bad last night on the scavenger hunt, although some of the kids said they about froze. I just thought of something - I wonder if there's a swim meet tomorrow. Maybe I better call Mary Kit and see. If there is, that means getting a list of girls.

Took Our Time on the Scavenger Hunt - Saturday, January 19, 1963

We had our third floor scavenger hunt and party tonight. John and Phil each won a dollar since our group, which came in last, had the hardest list. We had just taken our time since we figured we had lost anyway and even took time out to watch the last 15 minutes of the basketball game (which we lost to National). Our list was: an empty chicken noodle soup can, bottle of Vicks VapoRub, one One-a-Day brand multiple vitamin, a Tetrex, a thimble full of gasoline, an earring, a flashing red light, a broken guitar string, an ice cube, and a garbage can lid. We had lots of fun. Early this morning from 1:30 to 3:00 we had a surprise student union party in the J.R. Read psych this afternoon.

Another B on a History Quiz - Friday, January 18, 1963

Some of us saw the show, "Mr. Hobbs Takes a Vacation," tonight. It was pretty good. I got another B on a history quiz - highest grade I saw of those I sneaked a look at in the boxes - except for one other B. Again I think I was lucky. This weekend I have to catch up on my studies. Bluffing has too many close calls and the lucky breaks aren't really justifiable. I swam the free style in our medley against the LECs today as a last minute substitute when Nancy Neill couldn't swim. We got twelve points altogether today. I went down to Parkville to get Ann a birthday present - a manicure set.

Swam with the LLC Freestyle Team - Thursday, January 17, 1963

I have had quite a day. We learned how to "swim" today just in time for me to put it into practice for the third heat of the 20 yard freestyle for the LLCs this afternoon. There were only three in the heat, so I got three points for third place. Now I've just spent an hour getting tomorrow's teams lined up. Ed psych tonight. Thankfully, we didn't have a test. We had a six page Stylus tonight so I helped stuff center pages and fold this afternoon. Now I have to go outside and get four bottles of pop some of the freshman girls are keeping cold since they can't go out after closing hours. I serve humanity well, n'est-ce pas?

Will Take John on Scavenger Hunt - Wednesday, January 16, 1963

I'm writing my own death notice again getting involved in too many things. Tonight I went to the Cosmopolitan Club meeting that we had under the east balcony while we ate dinner, went to vespers, wrote a letter home, and got our club's roster for the free style events and medley tomorrow. I guess I'll try swimming one of the twenty yard heats. Shirley Conner asked me if I was on an Olympic swimming team, the way I was "doing all this organizing" over in Herr House. John was very nice about accepting the invitation - we'll go on the scavenger hunt with Phil and Margie. I only got four and a half hours of sleep last night. Ed psych - have a lot to read - help!

Waiting to Make a Phone Call - Tuesday, January 15, 1963

If the crazy phone would ever get unoccupied, I could call Copley and ask John Sojay to the scavenger hunt. I've had a time deciding who to ask - I've gotten countless suggestions from understanding girlfriends. I spent the evening in the library reading history and "enduring" the competition of a talkative bunch - "I've read three lines since we got here _____" etc. type of goofing off. We had a big time playing three original games in elementary physical education. I took notes on Sidney Lens, the labor leader's lecture this morning. He was pretty interesting. Maybe I saw a little improvement in beginning swimming. I need to hurry and do poli sci. I'll see how John's coming with his.

In the J. R. the Timing Was Perfect - Monday, January 14, 1963

Oh boy, what a lucky break! I didn't have my French lesson done, and then Dr. Hampl wasn't there. We'll have to go tomorrow though. Well, I did it! The timing was perfect. During an ad on the Ben Casey show, I sat down beside Jim and asked him if they have a game Saturday night - they do, and a Chestnut stag party the same night. He said, "thank you anyway," - gee, he seemed so easy to talk to. Now I'll have to decide who to ask instead. The girls on this floor are so nice - we've just had another floor meeting about the party. I wrote news tonight. I've got to read ed psych. Gosh, these busy days.  I daily grow wiser - even socially!

Heard Wareheim from Louisville Seminary - Sunday, January 13, 1963

Tonight has been nicely interrupted a number of times. I'm still as far behind as ever with my homework. I must have been about the only one who got a B on the history quiz. Carolyn and Nancy have both wanted to know what I wrote. We had a guest speaker this morning - Harold Wareheim from  Louisville Theological Seminary. He was good. The afternoon went fast as I read history. Now I still have a lot of poli sci to read. And so it goes, around and around.

Life is a Wonderful Thing - Saturday, January 12, 1963

I went to the basketball game tonight with Jean Burright. We lost although we were tied at one time. We played John Brown University from Arkansas. This afternoon I took some clothes down to clean. Except for the fact that I ruined the belt of my light blue dress (the plastic back caused it to shrivel, and part of the gold chain broke off and fell through a hole in the machine), everything came out pretty well. I slept twelve solid hours last night. I haven't done that in just ages. I'm such a sleepy head. Some day I probably won't ever be able to do that again. Oh, life! Life is too short to be unhappy. I must remember this all of the time. It's such a wonderful thing.

Defining "Society" in Political Science - Friday, January 11, 1963

I helped some of the freshman girls play in a good old loose snow snowball fight tonight. It was out in front of Hawley and lasted about 20 minutes. We girls were really good sports and gave the guys a good battle. I saw the show, "Counterfeit Traitor," tonight. We had a WRA meeting this afternoon. We're getting the girls swimming intramurals underway. I got a B on our pop history quiz - luckily he quizzed  us over Wednesday's lesson rather than today's (which I hadn't read). In poli sci Dr. Neighbor asked me to define "society." My definition of "an organization of human beings living together in a community or civilization" didn't exactly suit - they came up with "a group of people interacting."

Frustrated With Stylus Error - Thursday, January 10, 1963

I'm in a terrible mood. There's really no sense in it. For one thing, I'm tired. In swimming I found out I can neither breathe nor kick right - I knew I didn't - so I've much to learn - she vows we'll all learn each stroke! Ed psych tonight. I had to fight the urge to let my attention wander during the second half   - I was about to fall asleep. The class itself is interesting. We have to think up original games for elementary phys ed. Rats, there's a basketball game the night of our scavenger hunt and I bet Jim has to go. After all my work on the articles, Carol continued the last of the article about the assembly crackdown on the end of the Polish Series! Red faced journalists!

At least One Thing in Common - Wednesday, January 9, 1963

The tub is in use so I think I'll get all ready for bed except for my bath and then come back and get right in bed. I'll probably read ed psych for a while, but I want a little extra sleep tonight since tomorrow I'll have a lot of studying and ed psych at night. It cost me a quarter for a milkshake (a good excuse to watch the last 20 minutes of a TV show), but it proved profitable in that I found out that we have at least one thing in common - he doesn't like gory messes either - he left before the end of the show after the man jumped off a building. Then he smiled at me - (vice versa). The point is - I want to ask him to third floor's scavenger hunt a week from Friday night and I'm working toward the right mood and moment.

Educational Psychology Will Be a Night Class - Tuesday, January 8, 1963

Political science yet to read and summarize. I have four classes this trimester that it won't be possible to let slide. The tests in educational psychology will be unannounced. The class will be Thursday nights for three hours. Mrs. Dorsey vows that each of us will learn how to do all the strokes in beginning swimming. I like Coach Nelson's attitude in physical education for elementary teachers. We will have to lead games and think up and teach original ones. Mr. Reynolds was fairly well satisfied with my articles - several minor changes.

News From Mr. Reynolds and the President - Monday, January 7, 1963

I'm up to my neck in news writing. Thank heavens all of my classes tomorrow are new ones so none of my homework has to be done. I spent over an hour getting a good provocative interview from Mr. Reynolds on the problem of assembly attendance, and he also gave me information for two more articles he wants done. If Carol doesn't find room for it all, well, she better. I also got in to see the president for a few minutes. I must be developing the distinguished look of a settled down student. Both of them asked me my major, and I replied happily, "elementary education." (Vivien told me before Christmas I didn't sound very happy about it.) I told Dr. Frizzle about Uncle Bill - maybe he can speak next year for the Latin American Series.

A Strong Urge to Just Cry - Sunday, January 6, 1963

Now I'm just as concerned about the homework I haven't done as I was yesterday about not getting anywhere. We have to summarize each lesson we read for political science. This is going to be awful, but I guess this way we'll keep up with the reading. I'm disappointed with myself. I feel a strong urge just to cry. Sometimes I am so very weak. But then I must realize that compared to the world's, my problems are nothing. We had morning chapel. It's too bad that they ever dropped it in the first place and nice to get back to the old way.

Studied in the New End of the Library - Saturday, January 5, 1963

I tried, but didn't very successfully succeed, studying this afternoon in the library. We can use the new part now (last trimester's study side is now closed off) but they were moving things around and it was sort of cold and besides, I couldn't concentrate anyway. I don't know what my trouble is. Everyone likes my hair the way Margi cut my hair short and set it. This is going to be another long, hard trimester, study wise. I think last trimester took the last of my strength.

Classes for Second Trimester Began Today - Friday, January 4, 1963

Classes for the second trimester of my sophomore year began today. My only new class was political science with Dr. Neighbor. Religion, history and French were the same as last trimester. There were only two of us in the afternoon French class, so unless there are some others for it, we will probably switch back to the morning class. Opening Convocation was this afternoon. Dean Hulbert spoke on freedom and liberal arts. He's going to be "going into seclusion" (I'd say it's about time!) to work on his Ph. D. Margie is going to cut my hair now.

Took a Train to Parkville, Registered Early - Thursday, January 3, 1963

My train was an hour late leaving Fairfield. I didn't get much sleep. Lots of kids came back on night trains. I was in the restroom when I heard the announcement for a train leaving for Council Bluffs and Omaha , so I hurried ("Information" man said I could buy my ticket on the train) and rode to Parkville for 44 cents. Dr. Hampl called me this morning to come to her office to register ahead of my 2:00 scheduled time. I finally finished after we temporarily settled my library problem of "one book" (had to be taken care of before I could complete registration) although Vivien, who used my card, insists she returned the book. We had a Stylus staff meeting tonight. George Horneker and a freshman boy are the new reporters. I bowled tonight with some of the freshman girls.

Translated a Letter from French to English - Wednesday, January 2, 1963

I really had all day to pack today but I didn't get started till this evening. They went back to school today. I spent my last day of vacation getting dinner for Daddy, reading the mail, and polishing my shoes. I have caught a bad cold. Tonight I translated a letter in French to Mr. Skola that Gene Stromley gave to Phyllis for me to translate. It was kind of fun and I figured out most of it even though I didn't have any French books or my dictionary home. It's time to get to bed - the time to leave for Fairfield and my 3:30 train will come all too soon. It's been a nice vacation.

Breakfast at 10:30 This Morning - Tuesday, January 1, 1963

Mary Ellen, Helen and I slept till 9:00 this morning and then got up and fixed a nice breakfast which we ate at 10:30 (after our "supper" at 3:00 this morning!). Then we skipped lunch except for chips and dip which we forgot to eat at the party. It was hard to keep track of time today since we were somewhat off schedule. We listened to records, got caught up on all the news, and this afternoon played Monopoly. Mr. Miller brought Helen and me home this evening. So we had a nice New Year's party and a quiet New Year's Day with Mary Ellen, Helen and me having the house to ourselves for a leisurely day. It seems as if a slumber party leaves me sleepier than college hours! Wisconsin almost beat USC in the Rose Bowl but didn't quite make it.