**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.
Student Council Campaign Speeches - Tuesday, May 9, 1961
We had a Thespians meeting tonight. We elected officers for next year and the seniors took part in installing them. Junean is the new president. They had student council campaign speeches seventh period. Dale Stout, Lois Slemmons and Ronnie Bombei are running. Ronnie has some cute pictures with funny sayings up, but so many kids seem to prefer Dale. After school I went down to Cuddebacks to call Robertsons for an appointment next Friday, our skip day.
Alan Shepard's Reception Was in Washington, DC - Monday, May 8, 1961
It just got cold again. We'd be having dress rehearsal tonight if we were still having the play. Peterses were here for a little while. We watched Alan Shepard and his reception in Washington, DC and his news conference tonight. I did some more of my chemistry. I'm on the decoration committee for the senior hobo party. I'm going to hunt up the Hobos' Code in an old issue of Coronet magazine and see if we could use that.
Corncrib Kills Our Best Cow - Sunday, May 7, 1961
I decided I had better do four pages in this unit of my chemistry workbook. Don't tell anybody, but there are 26 pages in the last unit I didn't do. But he said we didn't have to do those on sodium; then he said we should have them done. This afternoon I addressed 13 of my 20 announcements. Friday night the barnlot corncrib blew down and killed our best cow and hurt two others. I finished a letter to Patty Holecek that I started a week ago Friday.
Alan Shepard Has Made History - Saturday, May 6, 1961
Yesterday the United States made history by sending Alan Shephard into space for fifteen minutes. It was an "absolutely perfect" trip. My Decade of Man in Space original oratory speech has come true. This afternoon Phyllis and I took Jerolyn and the two Lindas to a very nice party for girls on the honor roll at Mrs. Foster's. We stopped downtown and got our miniature cedar chests that Powell furniture store is giving away to the girl graduates. Junean got her dad's Advance office open and we were able to pick up our graduation announcements. We got a new stove (Maytag) Wednesday.
Vieshea at Iowa State - Friday, May 5, 1961
This is being written on Saturday because by the time we got home from Ames at 2:30 this morning I was too tired to do anything but jump into bed. Vieshea was a ball! The Stars over Vieshea production was great. In the morning we toured the home economics buildings and several others. We had a special high school students Career Day "bar-b-que" at noon. In the afternoon we saw the Cyclone Review, more buildings, and Helen and I stopped to see Karen Crawford in Welsch Hall. Coming home a semi truck came so close to our bus it broke the side of the mirror and scattered glass all along the outside of the bus.
Mother-Daughter Dessert - Thursday, May 4, 1961
Tonight was the mother-daughter dessert. Mrs. Sherman talked about birds. For some reason a speaker never seems to be as effective as a program. We had to stay quite a while cleaning up. (I'll admit I was a despondent acting person - for one thing it makes me mad that Rev. Peters always takes down the attendance numbers.) I've got to get to bed in a hurry. Because of Vieshea tomorrow and no school for the FHA girls, I've got just nine days left of school.
Paste-up, Chalk and Felt Point Pen Drawings - Wednesday, May 3, 1961
The floor of my room looks like a tornado, and I skipped choir practice, but I did three more paste-up, chalk and felt point pen drawings for my project. It's much more fun than writing or reading at this time of year. I spent chore time rounding up lime, cement and sand for a chemistry experiment tomorrow. I figured I should get the stuff, as I've always been in charge at our table, but I wasn't there Monday when he assigned it. We had an FHA meeting this morning.
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