**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.
Why Worry About School Work - Sunday, March 12, 1961
I got myself up in time to go to church and see the kids I'd last seen just a few hours before. This afternoon I worked on my science project. I don't think I'll ever get everything done. So what, though, if I'm a member of the National Honor Society, have been accepted for college, and haven't got a chance to be valedictorian or salutatorian, why worry now?!? They were tearing down houses yesterday, where we parked the bus, for a future highway interchange.
Girls State Basketball Tournament - Saturday, March 11, 1961
I spent the afternoon and evening in Des Moines at the girls state basketball tournament. Mary Ellen and I went to the show, The World of Suzie Wong. It was good. We got in a little shopping and managed to spend most of our money. I bought a white pleated skirt for summer. Valley beat Lost Nation for the championship. Diane Frieden had 60 points--a state tournament record.
Blackface and Music - Friday, March 10, 1961
Tonight was the Blackface and Music minstrel show put on by the mixed chorus. It was real cute. I worked the spotlight (with Mrs. Fordyce's voluntary help). I also put the minstrel black on a few of the "Negroes." We elected FHA officers. Lois Slemmons is the new president.They presented the three of us who hadn't sold any candy with our six boxes. I knew that was coming. I've already gotten rid of four.
Never to Run Again - Thursday, March 9, 1961
We were still more or less snowed in and didn't have school. They did go over at 2:00 for minstrel practice. Our kitchen clock stopped yesterday morning when the electricity was off, "never to run again." I never realized how often I looked at the clock! I just now finished writing about those plays. I know he'll give us a chemitry quiz tomorrow. Mom got me three more criminology books when Ann got her new glasses. I got my pictures back. They're pretty good.
Another Snow Day - Wednesday, March 8, 1961
It was bound to happen and I was even hoping it would, so I could work on the plays. We got a snow and didn't have school, although a lot of us went, only to turn right around and go home. As it was I only got one more play done. Maybe she'll extend the deadline for the benefit of the slower (and me ?!?). I gave Virginia a paint set for her 14th birthday. Ann spent the day with Darlene and will stay all night. This was the only morning all year, I think, that I got up at 6:00--my luck.
It Seems Unfair - Tuesday, March 7, 1961
Boy, I've got to get on the stick. Seeing today's date just now startled me. I forgot to wrap Virginia's birthday present. Will do. I just don't know if I can get three more plays evaluated by Friday or not. I spent all night on one, but then when I think that some are still reading, well--. I could shoot Mrs. Kephart. Jerolyn missed 10 and got a B. I missed 11--and did I get a B-?--no!--a C+. It's coldish again. I can go to the girls' tournaments.
A Scare in the Stairway - Monday, March 6, 1961
Tonight Mom did the wash in Wellman while I went to an Honor Society meeting. I tried to work out plans with Sheryl but she ended up going to Iowa City with Nancy and Lois. What a life! Mom and Virginia went to town after school to pick out Virginia and Ann's proofs at Wards. I gave my speech but practically read it since everyone else did. Phyllis scared me to death last night. She was halfway up the darkened stairs just as I turned the stairway light on.
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