A Baby Owl Sits and Stares - Saturday, June 2, 1962

For the first and second days of June it has sure been cold. I didn't get around to putting away any more of my things, and on top of that the clothes rod broke and Phyl's and my clothes fell to the floor. We girls and Denise walked down to the culvert but we lost interest and came right back. She brought in a baby hoot owl tonight. The way it sat and stared was so cute.

Two National News Events in Our Area - Friday, June 1, 1962

Home again! Summer is the best time, I've decided. I feel now like old times but I felt more like a visitor during Christmas and spring vacations. We got home about 1:30. I've been doing most of my unpacking. Our area had national news events twice within the last week. There was a plane crash near Centerville that killed 45 people with pieces of debris being found as far north as Cedar Rapids. The Fishers found a picture of a Chicago family on their farm. And there was a murder of five people near Hedrick. The killer has been found - reports were he was being searched for in barns around West Chester.

Family Met Vivien and Charlie - Thursday, May 31, 1962

The family got me about 7:00 tonight and now we're back in the same motel we stayed in when they brought me down last fall. What a year it's been. Almost everyone that was leaving before Sunday left yesterday or before. Gloria and I made beds and cleaned rooms all day. I made $16.00 in three days - almost half as much as I normally make in a month. They almost missed seeing Vivien. Phyllis just happened to see her - from description and picture only - sitting on the chapel stairs with Charlie, so we turned around and stopped for a minute.

Getting Ready for Alumni Weekend - Wednesday, May 30, 1962

The campus is about deserted. Almost everyone left today. Karen Bentson and I are spending our "solitary confinement" in 401 - that's the way we feel. I worked here today for seven and a half hours - I washed windows, swept the storage closet, side entrance and lounge, dusted, cleaned the kitchen, cleaned doors - using gasoline to clean off left over "Merry Christmases," knocked a lamp over while cleaning the lounge but caught it in midair (!), helped Betsy Franklin, also a "janitoress," clean rooms and make beds for Alumni Weekend. Second floor is no more with almost everyone either gone or moved up to fourth. Wish I hadn't packed my ink.

Moving to the Fourth Floor - Tuesday, May 29, 1962

When you put yourself to it you can do a lot in a day. Everyone who is staying past tomorrow has to move to the fourth floor so Alumni can have our rooms [for Alumni Weekend]. I moved everything of mine up to fourth and down to the trunk room. Just had time out for a chocolate pudding cake party in Regina's room. This afternoon I was on my way to the library when I found a note in my box for janitor work. I worked in Stephens this afternoon mopping the hall floor and cleaning the lounge. The music test wasn't too bad.

Studying for Finals by Candlelight - Monday, May 28, 1962

We're having a night just like when the electricity goes off at home. The electricity has gone off so we're studying by candlelight - finals, nonetheless. Some of us have decided to go to bed and get up early. This morning I listened a little more to the records and worked this afternoon and that was my day. I don't see how all semester long I also crowded classes into similar fast and busy days. It's sad to see kids leaving.

Baccalaureate Was This Morning - Sunday, May 27, 1962

I hate to see this year come to an end. (Except for darn music tests!) Baccalaureate was this morning. It was real impressive - the procession with the cross and flag bearers, the faculty in their robes and colors, and the seniors. This afternoon Bonnie and I went to Craig Little's recital. Tonight I walked with Barb down to the river and then we came back and sat on Mackay steps and watched the sky and lightning bugs.