**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.
Hoover's Birthplace and Library - Saturday, August 17, 1963
This afternoon we drove up to West Branch to see Herbert Hoover's birthplace and the presidential Library. It was really nice and very interesting. We also saw the restored blacksmith shop of his father. The house had a replica of the bed in which Hoover was born and his original high chair. The library had his president's desk and chair. Janeceks just happened to be there. We showed slides tonight.
Roger's Letter to Park Freshmen - Friday, August 16, 1963
Grandma and Grandpa were here this evening for homemade ice cream and cake. I started typing college news items again - I had done some a while back. There are quite a few, but still a lot we don't have. Mom, Jane, David and Karen stopped in to see me this afternoon and took a look at the back room and press. I wrote to Karen Lewis to tell her I could go early for the yearbook meeting. Roger sent me a copy of the letter he sent on behalf of the LLCs to the freshmen. I wish he hadn't made his one mistake: faculty "wifes"! Good old Roger.
Schwartzes Arrived by Train - Thursday, August 15, 1963
Schwartzes got here this evening. Mom and Ann went to Fairfield to meet their train. A few more responded to the college page notice I ran the second time, but there are still lots I haven't heard from. Mrs. Luckenbill told me I really wouldn't have to call them, if they don't get it in, it's their own tough luck. I had a flat tire on the Ford today. Jerry at the Journal office changed it for me. We are having wonderful fall-like weather.
Back to Park Sooner Than Thought - Wednesday, Augus 14, 1963
I really hit the jackpot for mail today. And it looks like I'll be going back to Park sooner than I thought. Karen Lewis wanted to know if I could be there Friday to make plans for the yearbook, and Flo wondered if I could be there Saturday to help with LLC rush. She sent along the letter Roger had sent her. Procter and Gamble has too many requests so doesn't give out free samples. I also heard from Barb Page. It seems like I've really been busy at the Journal this week. I haven't even gotten the "10-20-30-40 Years Ago" column done. I got a loden green V-neck pullover to replace my worn out one, and another white blouse.
Visited with Dave on Way to Work - Tuesday, August 13, 1963
It really felt like fall today. I saw Dave on the way to work this morning. In answer to "how are you?" he said, "cold," and then added, "no, not really." Last week he had said he was "hot." I commented on the nice fall morning. Charles wasn't there today. I never believed he would actually take some time off. Bob did a swell job acting as editor. I went bike riding with the kids tonight. I bought a new flannel nightgown and a pretty pair of red pants trimmed in white lace. Phyllis and I went to the dentist this afternoon. Neither of us needed any fillings.
Met Iowa Attorney General Hultman - Monday, August 12, 1963
I've just finished writing to Evelyn. She's going to be a great roommate. I have a feeling we might be more alike than we may know. Even though it has been a fabulous summer, I can't wait to get back to Park. Mom and the girls were in town this morning. Several of the clerks asked different ones of them if I was their sister or daughter, and then Cheryl and Jan told me they had sold "your sister" things. ("Which one?") "The one with the size 4 1/2 feet"- a pair of shoes, and "the one that looks like you" - a swimming cap. Margie sent me a postcard. She saw Dr. Hauptmann vacationing in Wisconsin. I shook hands with the Iowa Attorney General Evan Hultman when Mr. Everetts brought him to the Journal office this morning. The folks and Phyllis have already met him.
Visited Robert's Chapel Cemetery - Sunday, August 11, 1963
I've spent the afternoon and evening writing letters, both business and personal. I wrote to an Avon representative and Procter and Gamble about rush week favors and to Dr. Pai to see if I could have Mr. Carey for my advisor rather than Dr. Frizzle, to whom he said I had been assigned. We went in to the Dog 'N Suds for supper and then sat and listened to part of the union church service. However, we couldn't hear much so we came home. We watched meteorites in the northeast last night. It's kind of cloudy tonight. This afternoon we went to look at the 1850s-1906 gravestones, foundation remains and prairie grass of Robert's Chapel cemetery about a mile east of Grandma's - very interesting.
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