**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.
Mom and Dad's 21st Anniversary - Tuesday, August 21, 1962
This was Mom and Dad's 21st wedding anniversary on the 21st. To celebrate we went down to Cuddebacks' pond for a picnic lunch and to fish. We didn't get a single fish. We hardly got a bite. We took Andy along and he had a big time eating all the chicken bones and running through the edge of the pond chasing dragonflies. Virginia is up at Mary's tonight. They went swimming with Oneita at the Y. Cuddebacks took Ann along when they went to register for school this morning. I sewed some and am reading The Long Winter.
"Little House" Names for Our Homes - Monday, August 20, 1962
I finished reading Song of Years. I didn't get much else accomplished for the day except to start on my blouse. Mom suggested we could call the three places we have lived "Little House in the Big Woods," "On the Banks of Crooked Creek," "Little House on the Prairie," and the place we're going to live, "Little Town on the Prairie." It was hot again today, or more so, tonight.
We Went to Look at What Will Be a Nice House - Sunday, August 19, 1962
This afternoon we went up to look at the house. It will be real nice. They'll probably move in before the first of October. This was one of the hottest days of the summer. Typical for August I guess, but this has been such a cool summer it seemed really bad. Well, two weeks left. Not enough time to do anything more than the things I should have been doing all summer. A faster one I've never seen, but of course I always say that.
Mom, Phyllis Saw a House in West Chester - Saturday, August 18, 1962
This afternoon Mom and Phyllis went up to the lumber yard to ask Gerald DeLong about renting their house in West Chester. He said "Sure," and took them over to see it. It's a nice house. He said he's sort of particular about who he rents it to but would be glad for us to. So I guess we'll be leaving this house before too much longer. I won't come home to it. It seems as if a lot of parents move while kids are in college. I sewed most of my jacket and cut out the blouse. Mom's article for Arithmetic Teacher was accepted for publication in the November or December issue. She and Daddy are at the drive-in tonight.
We Are Going to Have to Leave This Farm - Friday, August 17, 1962
Norma came over this morning and asked us if we "got the letter." We hadn't. She said she felt bad about it and hated to tell us, but we were going to have to leave this farm after the first of the year. We still haven't seen anything of the letter. We'd been expecting as much any time now. It will be ten years. Charlie and Helen probably talked her in to selling the place. I'm working on memorizing the books of the Bible. I did it once for the Old Testament to make up a Sunday School absence. I'm reading Song of Years by Bess Streeter Aldrich.
$1.5 Million Massachusetts Mail Truck Robbery - Thursday, August 16, 1962
Mom washed this afternoon and we swam. The pool was the coldest I've ever known it to be. I looked for a gold sweater in Wards to match my two new gold skirts but they didn't have any. A robbery of a mail truck in Massachusetts of $1.5 million Tuesday night surpassed the Brink's robbery. I have my skirt done except for the hem. It's a little big around the waist though. Hope I don't get quite that fat! They vaccinated pigs and the ponies this morning. We canned thirteen quarts of tomato juice.
Looked at Courses for an Education Major - Wednesday, August 15, 1962
We went to the Lions Club picnic at Orrs' tonight. It was a nice group. Leland Griggs had a tape recorder and that provided a lot of entertainment. I worked some on the skirt of my suit. I got my elementary education requirements sheet and catalog out and looked over the list of courses. It doesn't really look so bad - all of the courses I'll need to get in in my next three years. Ann went swimming with Denise. Daddy and Bob baled about a load of hay that we had out here but they didn't need us to help.
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