**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.
Talked on "Man on the Street" Program Again - Monday, July 6, 1964
Mr. Woods stopped me again to be on the "Man on the Street" program. I talked about the Fourth of July, vacation plans, and the possibilities for the Republican nomination. It was good for a certificate for six more doughnuts, but Fern's won't be open again till the 9th. I wrote to Kathy Knoth, one of my freshman advisees, to try to reassure her about traveling to Park by jet, and also to Rog Rikkola since I thought maybe he could call her. Nic noticed my sunburn since he had an even better one himself. Phyllis started detasseling corn. Virginia took her place this afternoon when she came home at noon not feeling well.
Grandpa Gave the Sermon This Morning - Sunday, July 5, 1964
Grandpa gave the sermon this morning since Peterses are in Minnesota taking Betty back to school. It was a nice change. Rev. Peters recently said, "I'm a minister - everyone comes to me with their problems, but I don't have anyone to take my problems to." Sharon Hough was here this afternoon, as were the Cuddebacks, except Jim. We couldn't get many results from the Ouija board. I didn't get very far writing letters either. This was really a cool day - quite a change.
Bells Were Rung for the Fourth of July - Saturday, July 4, 1964
I turned myself as red as a firecracker this Fourth of July day by spending the afternoon sunbathing in the backyard. I hope it turns brown. Oh, pain and agony! The Cub Scouts "let freedom ring" with the school bell again this year. Others around town began ringing bells, and we took up the chorus with our cow bells. We went fishing in Cuddebacks' pond when Daddy went down to count the cows. I caught a little one right off, and we caught three more, but they mostly just stole our worms. Phyllis had a date with Ben tonight.
Bought a Green Coachman Skirt in Iowa City - Friday, July 3, 1964
We went to Iowa City this afternoon. Phyllis wanted to do some advance research on a psychology term paper, but the library was closed down for the weekend. Virginia, Ann and I went with Mom out to the ceramics shop to pick out some pieces to work on this summer. I chose a fancy shaped flat dish. We shopped for about 45 minutes. I bought a green coachman skirt that will go nicely with the blouse I previously got in Seiferts. If my social life is going to be picking up in summer, I think my wardrobe needs to, too, and besides, I can use it to slip on over shorts when we take our trip. Tonight we did some of the sparklers I got.
Went with Nic to the Drive-In - Thursday, July 2, 1964
I went with Nic to the drive-in tonight. Our date was slightly unusual in that I drove in to his house in our car. He took me in to meet his mother. She said, "Did you come to pick up your date?" The shows were "If a Man Answers" and "Six Black Horses." Since they are going to press at noon tomorrow, I won't have to go to work. Two days off! I typed up some of the "Early Iowa Cooking" article that Dave Elder suggested we get permission from the Annals of Iowa to use on the women's page. I spent all the time I'm usually making my rounds getting my glasses straightened. So I didn't make the rounds - first time except Ridiculous Day that I've missed.
Charlie's Style Show Slides Are Nice - Wednesday, July 1, 1964
Here it is July 1 and we're on the second half of the year. I just don't believe the speed of time. I slept later than usual this morning, and this ended up being a day in which I really didn't get anything done. We're still addicted to our "devil" controlled Ouija board which can really make you feel weird. It has told me "I just did, so there," "Ha-ha-ha," and much more. The colored slides that Charlie took of me after the style show turned out really nice. Now he's suggested a lady I can do a feature story about.
Fun with the Ouija Board We Ordered - Tuesday, June 30, 1964
I just finished talking to Karen about the yearbook. In a ten minute conversation I learned that the trouble now lies with the summer photographer and a misunderstanding he had about what the pictures were for. The Ouija board that we girls ordered through the bookstore came. It has the pencil and thread gimmick beat all hollow. I'm supposed to marry a Tom Polstar, a U.S. citizen from France, who is to be on the experimental language staff at Park Hill High. And it said Nic would take me to the drive-in Saturday night.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)