**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.
The Chimes Are Fixed Again - Monday, November 11, 1963
I've about given up on statistics. We had LLC initiation for new members tonight in Millsap Lounge. It was really nice. I rode over to Alumni in Jack's Floral truck after the lady came to the Meetin' House to deliver the flowers. We were planning to use the Meetin' House, but they needed it for play rehearsal. I was literally saved by the bell this morning from having to give a report on primers in teaching of reading class. Maybe by Wednesday I'll be ready. I've gotten A's on both of the first tests in my two education classes. The chimes are fixed again!
Names for Our Cat - Sunday, November 10, 1963
I'll have to get up at 6:00. It always makes a lot of sense after having a whole weekend in which to do homework. What next up here on the hill? Our sewer is backing up and leaking out onto the basement floor. It's a real mess and, to quote Karen Garner, "smells like a zoo." We just had a "name the cat" session. From the names submitted, we selected three: Socrates, Rascal and The Great Poop. So we are using them all: Socrates Rascal Van Poop, S. R. Van Poop for short. Or possibly, reverse Rascal and Socrates and call him RSVP. Evelyn and I went to Copley's open house. We played the ACCs, then Flo and I refereed the PCC-OAC game.
Evelyn Gave Two Permanents - Saturday, November 9, 1963
I went out to Gattons this afternoon when Margaret, Bobo and Kathy came past for Evelyn. Evelyn gave Margaret and me permanents. She was busy between the two of us. Mine looks really nice. We went to the late show, "The Miracle Worker," after we had supper at Gattons. This morning I addressed and wrote most of the invitations for the LLC initiation and Becky helped me finish up. I went down to Jack's to order candles and flowers. I finally wrote some letters. As for homework - well, I took a day off.
Fritz's and Alfalfa Point - Friday, November 8, 1963
Well, now I've been to Fritz's, a nice delicatessen and bar in Kansas City, Kansas, that Park College students frequent. Eileen Beal, Vivien's friend from Tahlequah, the other bridesmaid, and I were guests of Vivien and Charlie for "my birthday." But I just don't like the taste of beer. Neither does Eileen, so we bought 7-Up after a few swallows. We had delicious ham sandwiches and got to see color TV. Then we came back and drove up to Alfalfa Point. We can't really believe it, but the four of us played tag up there. The Crow's Nest committee looked over the Quonset hut again. George shaved off his second-place beard between the meeting and supper.
Observing Third Graders - Thursday, November 7, 1963
Rats, I'm in a bind - as usual. I don't know how to write my personality paper on the mental health paradox. Here's to getting up early and probably skipping assembly which will be tomorrow rather than today. Evelyn and I went out to Graden School this morning to observe the teaching of reading. I do want to teach third graders. They're so lovable. I showed how to use the overhead and opaque projectors in theory and technique. Jane and George sent me some brownies. We played the PCCs in basketball. I wanted to let the freshmen have a chance to play so only played a quarter.
Birthday Box Came Today - Wednesday, November 6, 1963
My birthday package came today. It was so nice: a shirt and slacks outfit, a night shirt, pull-on denim tennis shoes, slip, hose, necklace and earrings from Virginia and Ann, and lots of food and grocery items. Margie gave me a box of Stephens stationery. My Avon order came so I got the talcum powder I got for Mom for her birthday ready to send. I finished up my slide film taking pictures of the campus and Nancy also took pictures. Well, study, study, study I must, and study, study, study I do (or try to). I think Evelyn and I will have some cheese crackers.
A 21st Birthday Portrait - Tuesday, November 5, 1963
Well, my 21st birthday will be over in five minutes. Pat, Karen, Kelmie and Nancy helped me celebrate after I had come back to the dorm and was met in the lounge with "Happy Birthday!" and then, "you're 21 and you're just standing there?" Well, anyway, it was fun. I spent the morning taking money for Narva pictures. I had a "21st birthday portrait" taken. We had an LLC meeting to plan initiation. Nancy had my name for Stephens birthdays so treated Popsicles after we got back from our little "drive."
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