**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.
Birthday Box Came Today - Wednesday, November 6, 1963
My birthday package came today. It was so nice: a shirt and slacks outfit, a night shirt, pull-on denim tennis shoes, slip, hose, necklace and earrings from Virginia and Ann, and lots of food and grocery items. Margie gave me a box of Stephens stationery. My Avon order came so I got the talcum powder I got for Mom for her birthday ready to send. I finished up my slide film taking pictures of the campus and Nancy also took pictures. Well, study, study, study I must, and study, study, study I do (or try to). I think Evelyn and I will have some cheese crackers.
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4 comments:
Why study when you can have cheese crackers with a friend!? :)
Suzanne, you caught the irony of that last comment, just as I did when I typed it.
Darn, I missed your birthday. Happy belated and I hope you had. Good day.
I did.
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