Home by Train for Thanksgiving - Wednesday, November 21, 1962

My 20th Thanksgiving arrived as I rode the train toward Fairfield. Terry Brown going to Davenport rode with me and Fred was going to Chicago on the same train. Fred arranged for Ted Gnau to take us to the station, then Terry came later. I went to bed at 1:00 last night and had to get up to tell the kids having an all night card party in the room next door to keep it quiet. I got up at 5:00 again to study for the religion test, but decided to go back to bed till 6:00. The test wasn't too bad, hope I got in the 90s. I wasn't ready for the French composition we had to write - I'd forgotten about it, so had to use the recall method. We stuffed center pages into the Stylus. Not many there to read them - a deserted campus at Thanksgiving this year.

A Book From Dr. Johnson - Tuesday, November 20, 1962

I doubt if I did too well on the soc test. It's kind of hard to tell. I'm now studying for the religion test. So far I'm still calm - hope I remain that way. I got a book, "Contemporary Thinking About Jesus," from Dr. Johnson this morning - he suggested I stop by for it. Kathy and Jan gave third floor a little party in the lounge tonight. I went up and got my second flu shot at the infirmary. I have a slight cold so am supposed to take two aspirins every four hours. Fred is going home on the same train I am - he has arranged our transportation in to the station tomorrow night at 8:00.

Research Paper Will Help Religion Grade - Monday, November 19, 1962

I talked to Dr. Johnson tonight after the Monday night religion class was out. He has reassured me that I can pass the course. The research paper counts as 2/3 of our grade - here's where I must shine! He even asked me what my parents' reaction was, rather than having to tell him I'm afraid they won't like it. But I don't think they sent the D slips home this year. Tonight I have a soc test to study for. I read some proof tonight - went down with Regina - since we hope to get a six page paper out on Wednesday. We forfeited our speedball game to the ACCs - oh well, I need the study time.

At Copley's Open House Boys Are Original - Sunday, November 18, 1962

Tonight I went to chapel and to Copley's open house. The boys had nice rooms as usual. You wouldn't think they would be any more original with room decorations than girls, but they are. I'm a nervous wreck. It will be good for me to go home (if I can take the change!). I read history in the Mackay women's lounge for the third consecutive Sunday, but I found it hard to concentrate. I'm weak. I want to scream. This nonsensical chatter of my roommate and her crazy boy-crazy friend. I get tired of the same old thing and crazy squealing after so long of time. It makes me want to scream.

Games and Stunts with Freshman Girls - Saturday, November 17, 1962

We are playing all sorts of little games and party stunts tonight - "the scissors crossed game," etc. We made and ate my pizza earlier. I spent the day (except for when I cleaned our room) studying for my religion test and working on my research paper. The effects are beginning to show - I guess I could use a little more sleep - a birthday party on the floor last night (late) made it hard to sleep. These freshman girls are cute. Margie and I should have been counselors. The only thing is, we're not being paid. A dreary day.

May Fly to Kansas City From Cedar Rapids - Friday, November 16, 1962

I've done it again. I've had it. I got a D on my "Outline of Mark." This is really terrible. This course! Oh, what will I ever do if I don't get a C out of it! Religion - of all things! Tonight I saw the show, "Lover Come Back" and then went to the basketball game which we won without any trouble. Jim played a good game. I might come back on the plane after Thanksgiving. I don't want to come back sooner than I have to so maybe I could fly down from Cedar Rapids Sunday night. Park is playing in the national soccer tournament during Thanksgiving vacation.

Letting Things Go By in a Passive Way - Thursday, November 15, 1962

I came to bed at 1:10 this morning after practicing modern dance. Margie was studying downstairs and slept in the lounge from 3:00 on, so the alarm was never set, but I woke up at 9:10 so that was alright. We got an A on our modern dance final. We only figured out the ending about five minutes before we performed - in fact we did the whole thing for the first time when we gave it. I've been reading history tonight but didn't get to my outside French reading like I planned to. In so many ways I let things go by in a very passive way. I must enter in to life. A week from tonight I'll be home (at the new house in town).