"Stephens Gallery" Invitations - Sunday, November 17. 1963

I'm still plugging along with physiological psychology. Maybe by the test tomorrow _____. I got up at 8:00 and helped make "Stephens Gallery" invitations for open house next Sunday night, until time to go to church. I studied in Mackay this afternoon, picked up my sack lunch and helped finish the invitations (except for addressing), and then went to the library. I've been reviewing at the rate of a chapter an hour. Now I have to set my hair, which I just washed.

Hearing the Messiah Choir - Saturday, November 16, 1963

Nancy and I went with Evelyn, her mother and Kathy to the auditorium in Independence to hear the Messiah Choir. The admission was free, it was being recorded for radio, there was a capacity crowd. The performance was tremendous. The Hallelujah Chorus, and everything, were so wonderful. The LLCs went to Benjamin Stables this afternoon to go riding. However, most of the horses were far from worth the $2 an hour we paid to ride. They could hardly walk and were skinny and had sore spots. I think the SPCA should be called. We had fun seeing the Swope Park Zoo and had a picnic there. Nancy and I investigated the Starlight Theatre when we found the front gate unlocked.

Health Center Discussions - Friday, November 15, 1963

I've decided to go to bed now (by 10:00) and get up early to study physiological psychology. Tonight at the health center I discussed personality and other things with Mr. Zaneparelli until Art came,  phys psych then, and when Becky came the conversation turned to statistics. She's the student grader. Little Soc (Rascal Socrates Van Poop - RSVP), our blue gray Stephens house kitty, slept with us last night. He drank the water Evelyn had her clarinet reed soaking in. Now he's up on her desk playing with her flowers. I got a statement of my bank balance today. According to them I've got about $80 more than I thought I had. That's nice, for a change.

"The Writing of a Novel" - Thursday, November 14, 1963

I "helped" Kathy and Tom take the math department picture this afternoon. The three instructors, McDaniel, Konkle and Walker, were enjoyable to work with, even if they disliked our idea of including a big slide rule in the picture. I've been running around tonight - including to Hawley in my night shirt under my coat - with Nancy - but have been reading personality, too. Oh, these courses. Maybe it's not such a good idea to minor in psychology - I'm beginning to "wonder" about myself too much. Mr. Waugh's last lecture was "The Writing of a Novel." I should lecture on "The Writing of a Diary."

"The Woman Novelist" by Alec Waugh - Wednesday, November 13, 1963

Ellen and I waited tables tonight when Mr. Waugh had dinner with the senior seminar. I went to his lecture, "The Woman Novelist." I was walking out of Commons after lunch when Mrs. MaDonald from Iowa City, who was here last spring, appeared and said, "Fancy meeting you here." She and her husband are in Kansas City this week at a medical convention. She had come out to campus to see Mr. Edwards and Mom Hawkins and had stopped in Commons to see if I might happen to be there. We talked over Cokes in the J. R. for 45 minutes. Their son Don decided to go to Cornell College rather than Park. We had a "throw Dave Dorn in the shower" episode up here tonight.  

A Lecture by Alec Waugh - Tuesday, November 12, 1963

Maybe I'm ill or something - the way I'm procrastinating from much needed studying. This college finally got around to issuing mid-term grades. Phyllis had hers two weeks ago. I got an A in social problems, B in statistics, C+ in personality, D in physiological psychology, and S in the two education courses. I went to a lecture by Alec Waugh this evening. He's here for three days. When I become a novelist ______. Another basketball game - OACs. We couldn't even beat them when they only had five players!

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!