Sent Mrs. Cowan a Present and Letter - Saturday, November 24, 1962

This morning I got Mrs. Cowan's Christmas present ready to mail. We went down to Cuddebacks since Mom wanted to see Marion about Grandma and Grandpa's luggage for Christmas, but they had gone to town. I wrote two long owed letters (rushing Mrs. Cowan's up to mail before the post office closed at 12:00). This afternoon Mom gave me a permanent after Virginia cut my hair. I read some from my French book and got some notes for my psychology paper. I'm doing it on "subconscious thought," I guess. Helen called. She said Mary Ellen wants to have a semi-formal New Year's Eve party.

Went to Games in New High School - Friday, November 23, 1962

I slept till 11:00. This afternoon we went to town to wash. I got some new tennis shoes, black purse, two new bras, and a leather letter holder for Mrs. Cowan for Christmas. Tonight we went to the basketball games at the new high school. Mid-Prairie won both the first girls and boys basketball games played in the new gym. It is really a nice school. And it was fun seeing the kids home from college. I had a good visit (as is possible for a ball game) with Helen and Mary Ellen and also had a chance to talk to Bob Parcell and Shirley Bush, as well as several kids from last year's class, and saw Fred and Keith.

Our New House is Very Nice - Thursday, November 22, 1962

It is nice to be home for another Thanksgiving. We went in to Aunt Bertha's for dinner. After we ate, the Schroder kids and we girls walked around town. It doesn't seem like two years since I've been home for Thanksgiving. It is good to be home for a change and have a chance to be with the family. I can think about Park in a different perspective. The new house is really nice. Our furniture seems to fit in so well. Christmas vacation in a month. And I have so much to do before then. But I imagine I'll come out alright. I always have. We have so very much to be thankful for.

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.