**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.
Movie "Exodus" is Shown to Start Off Spring Festival Weekend - Thursday, April 26, 1962
Margie and I went to "Exodus" tonight. It was real good and different - a movie that didn't really "end," just stopped. I'll have to read the book. They showed it tonight to start off the Spring Festival Weekend. I really yelled at Marge in anatomy lab - I don't know if it's a laughing or crying matter. She said I was worrying about my quiz grade, I said I wasn't, she said I was so, and then I lost my temper and yelled, "I am NOT!" and I'm afraid the "NOT" was pretty loud! Everyone looked and Mr. Hearson said, "Let's remember this is a college laboratory."
Getting a Sunburn or Tan Has Not Been an Option For Me - Wednesday, April 25, 1962
I finished Phil's paper sooner than I thought I would tonight. It was nine pages - $2.25. Boy, did she ever give us a big French assignment. I wrote my letter home this afternoon in the library so I wouldn't have that to do tonight. Margie had me send home for a long blouse - hers will be blue and white stripes. I wonder how many more orders I'll have to take! So many of the girls are getting sunburns and tans. I haven't had any chances to be out sunbathing. Every afternoon is filled solid for me.
Playing Basketball, Typing a Paper and Questioning Feelings - Tuesday, April 24, 1962
Here I am again doing things I probably shouldn't be as an average student - playing basketball and typing a political science paper for Phil Wheeler. I almost don't think the basketball score should be recorded. It probably is one of history's all time worst! (ACCs - 62, LLCs - 0.) I wish I could come to know myself. Why do I have to be cranky? Will I ever make a wife and mother? Why don't I pray oftener? For what am I waiting?
Spring Has Popped and Redbud Trees Are Worthy of a Colored Film - Monday, April 23, 1962
We think today was the day spring popped. The red bud is so pretty. I should have a colored film in my camera. There were almost as many magazines to check in today as there were the day after spring vacation. I got a nice letter from Phyllis. Junean won a four year college scholarship to State College of Iowa for sixth place in the Eastern Iowa Science Fair. I'm sending a post card to Mrs. Woodford to tell her I'll help with Bible School.
An Easter Sunrise Service Turns Into a Rain Storm - Sunday, April 22, 1962
My first Easter away from home proved enjoyable. Nancy Ayers and I got up at 4:30 to go up to Alfalfa Point for a sunrise service. However, just as we got there it began to pour. There were about 12 kids and President Morrill there. We decided to call it quits and move to the Meetin' House. Since we were so soaked Nancy and I came back here instead. I took a bath, reset my hair, and went back to bed for four hours. My Easter care package, a surprise from "Easter Bunny" Janet, and Commons candy and colored eggs make it seem like always. Judy Liddle's senior recital. Walking with Viv.
An Easter Care Package and Shopping in Kansas City - Saturday, April 21, 1962
I got an Easter care package today with food and my pictures that never came when I was at home. This afternoon I went to Kansas City, shopped around and came back on the 4:00 bus. I bought a pair of black Jamaicas and a white blouse trimmed with black rickrack. On the way home I sat with one of the English Language Institute students from Tokyo. They speak English so well for the short time they've been here. I saw the language institute yesterday. It's real modern on the inside.
Because of Good Friday There Were No Classes Today - Friday, April 20, 1962
This was Good Friday so we didn't have any classes. Becky, Josie and I hiked to Falling Springs this afternoon and came back by way of the highway. We tried flying my kite but the sticks broke so we left it on Alfalfa Point. We forgot about it until we were almost back. Becky may pick up the string if she goes back for some botany specimens. Tonight's entertainment included playing tennis and sitting in the J.R. with Tino and three upperclass kids. Fun - went over with Karen Garner.
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