**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.
We Hiked to an Old Stone Mansion - Saturday, May 26, 1962
This afternoon Marge, Nancy and I decided to hike to the old mansion which is the opposite way from Alfalfa Point. We found it way down a path in the woods without too much trouble. It was an old stone house abandoned probably ten years ago - like the one Charley Ralston used to have on his farm that they once fixed up for a youth fellowship Halloween party. We came back by way of Hawley Lake and the president's barn. I've listened to most of the records today (I've heard them all now). Tonight I joined a third floor gab fest while Flo cut my hair.
Took French and Anatomy Finals - Friday, May 25, 1962
Boy, I'm glad my French and anatomy finals are over. Except for music (uh-) I'm free. I got a 65 on the anatomy test - right in the very middle. Everyone thought it was hard. I know I didn't do as well as I could have on the French test. I'm afraid I may come out with a C for the semester. Marge, Bonnie and I went to see "One, Two, Three" tonight. It was satirical and rather boring. It gave a big scoop to Coca-Cola, Kleenex, Stripe Toothpaste and Pepsi-Cola. For a while Margaret and I listened to records in the chapel. Those listening rooms are so hot.
A Party with Copley Boys - Thursday, May 24, 1962
Today was stop day. Incidentally, last night, of all times, some of the girls wanted to go get the Copley boys for a party, so after about five trips up and downstairs after the first call of "House meeting!" at 12:00, I finally undid my hair, put my clothes back on, and went down till 1:30. This afternoon I went to the gym for my apparatus final (I've probably failed the course) and then put in an hour and fifteen minutes work. Marge and I studied anatomy together tonight and now I have to study for my French final. I only got a C for anatomy lab.
First Year of Classes is Over - Wednesday, May 23, 1962
I hate to be perturbed. Maybe it's because I only got a 77 percentile on the French standardized test and should have done better. Gee, my first year of college classes is over. It really went fast. Tonight I went with Judy Jones to Bev Bush's recital and then with Becky to the folk sing and watermelon feed (what there was left of it) at Dearing.
We Received Our Yearbooks - Tuesday, May 22, 1962
Well, three tests down and four to go. Today's - French standardized, phys ed (we didn't have time for the practical) and anatomy lab - weren't too bad. This morning was the honors assembly after which we got our yearbooks. We used the same company (Inter-Collegiate Press in Kansas City) last year in high school. It's a pretty good yearbook. Sue Thorpe was the top student this year. Now to read "Faust" and get ready for the world lit final.
Farewells, Presents and Refreshments - Monday, May 21, 1962
We had our last house meeting of the year tonight with farewells, presents and refreshments. Tonight I looked over the bones again in anatomy lab. The night watchman was there - he really knows a lot about bones. Art said to him, "I bet you've been to college." He said he'd been by one. Oh, I don't want to take my three tests tomorrow. The fact that my camera was used without my permission for a "nude" picture doesn't add to my good humor either.
Miss Fishburn Hosted a Buffet Supper - Sunday, May 20, 1962
The library workers were invited to supper at Miss Fishburn's house in Parkville tonight. It was outdoors, buffet style and so nice. I succeeded in getting myself quite red sitting out in the sun (hazy) again this afternoon. A fast year has passed for baccalaureate was a year ago tonight. The hours we pass at college are beautiful hours - I think I have just around 300 left this year. I just love our campus. The woods out here at the edge of the lawn looks just just like Bady's timber on the edge of Grandpa's farm.
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