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~ 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.

Washington's Ridiculous Day was Held Today - Tuesday, June 9, 1964

The annual Ridiculous Day took place in Washington, as wild as ever. I wouldn't want to go to town for the day just for that, but a lot of people apparently do. The carnival for the celebration is all around the square, so people have to park a long way off. I wasn't quite as far away as Sunset Park. Mom, Phyl and Ann went to town this morning on some errands, and they got me some white tennis shoes on sale that I wanted. Other than that, I didn't get anything. I hope Mrs. Luckenbill can make do since I only got one local news item, but they usually show up from some place. Mom trimmed my hair this evening.

Cool Evening Air, Breeze, and Clean, Open Smell - Monday, June 8, 1964

There is no time like the summer time. I just love the cool evening air and breeze and clean, open smell. All evening I read the book I got Daddy for his birthday. I'm ashamed of all the days I've let go by since I last worked on the yearbook. I hope those pictures come before much longer. I am presently in one of my states of depression - the kind which affects my studying during the school year. I don't think Charlie was greatly pleased with the news story I wrote for Mr. Timmons. He hasn't said anything to me about a feature story this summer.

Gave Daddy the Book, The Torch is Passed - Sunday, June 7, 1964

Daddy had a nice birthday, I guess. I gave him a copy of the book about Kennedy's assassination, The Torch is Passed, that the Associated Press published. We had a family dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's. Mom had to leave to go to Wellman for a reception for Mrs. Bluemstein who is retiring from teaching. Virginia went with Diana Reif to the publications workshop in Iowa City. Just as I thought about Skip, who should show up but Skip and Ben. We played badminton, but I acted quite cool. I felt sort of guilty and hate to hurt feelings, but after all, it's a women's world, too.

Will Write About MYF Trip to the UN - Saturday, June 6, 1964

Marion Timmons and Linda were here this evening. The MYF got back from their UN trip early this morning, and Mr. Timmons wanted to tell me about it for the Journal. I have a feeling [a family] at Crawfordsville will have fits when they see the Journal's treatment of their daughter's wedding. In the first place, the paper was pink for Ridiculous Day, and then they had the audacity to to put it on the want-ads page. And then it was cramped in with a two column head, no kicker, cut line or photo credit. Ooh. I procrastinated again - honestly, I need a shot in the arm of something. We bought the brown car. It's still in Keota, however, having seat belts installed and a few minor repairs made. Daddy wants to let me take it to Park to use for student teaching.

Saw Eisenhower and Cronkite: D-Day Plus 20 Years - Friday, June 5, 1964

Karen Lewis Wilson called me about the yearbook this afternoon. She called here first, and Phyllis had the call transferred to the Journal office. I was out at the time so had to call her back. I hope the Narva pays for our bill - we must have talked for nearly 15 minutes. But I'm glad she called since we were able to discuss things so much more easily than through letters. I was just hoping she would send some of the very pictures she wondered if I wanted. We watched the D-Day Plus 20 Years with General Eisenhower and Walter Cronkite. Virginia got back from Ames. I worked till nearly 5:00 on a wedding story - yes, it's June again.

Made Preparations for Style Show of Old Dresses - Thursday, June 4, 1964

There was a meeting of those who are going to model old dresses for Washington's 125th anniversary style show at the city hall tonight. Oneita Fisher was there helping take down information. It should be a nice event. Everyone who saw Great great Grandma Pearsall's wedding dress oohed and ahhed over it. When I got home Mr. Trier was here completing a form for insurance that Daddy took out for me. I hope all my "no's" for the health questions weren't lies. Mom, Phyllis and Ann are at Isabelle's for ceramics. Virginia got up at 4:30 (after babysitting till 2:00) to get ready to go to Ames with Mrs. Waggamon for a meeting of district Future Homemakers of America presidents.

We Have a New Picnic Table, Washer and Dryer - Wednesday, June 3, 1964

This was a "Christmas in Australia" type day at our house. Mom ordered a redwood picnic table and benches with the $25 Grandma Kay gave us at Christmas, and she and Daddy went to town to get them this morning. And since the washing machine had broken and Mom always thought we would someday get them, they looked at and bought a Speed Queen washer and dryer. Jarvis's brought them out. It was an easy installation since DeLongs had also had them. I really am failing to accomplish a great deal these days. It's awful when I live for the mail to come and then "die" when I don't get what I'm looking for.