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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.

Hawks and Meadowlarks - Sunday, December 29, 1963

Dr. Nix and his brother-in-law drove me to Stillwell this afternoon to the train. The 2:00 train was 40 minutes late. As it was, I wondered if we'd ever get there "by 2:00" - I didn't know the exact scheduled time, although I hoped Mr. Nix did - since the two of them - bird watchers - had to slow down to look at every hawk and meadowlark we passed. We drove through the Cookson Hills. I saw more of the Ozarks on the train. We went through Arkansas, Missouri, Kansas and back to Missouri. We went through Neosho (Gloria and her mother had driven over for the wedding). Evelyn had told me to look for the pink house where they used to live in Pittsburg, Kansas, but it was dark when we got there. We got to Kansas City at 8:30, a nice amount of time to make the connection with the train to Fairfield. For the first time in history it was leaving on time so I put through the fastest long distance call in history and ran to catch it.

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