Washington County's Pretty Women, Eligible Men - Tuesday, August 4, 1964

We went in to the Miss Washington beauty pageant tonight. We took Bonnie and brought her and Linda home. We really thought Linda had it made when Cheryl Keating was second runner-up and Peggy Grimes was first runner-up, but Pam Loeffler won. I just had a feeling Nic would end up with Cheryl tonight - and sure enough. He went with her last summer. She took the very "opportune" time the day we all three had Cokes together to tell Nic she was no longer pinned to the guy she went with in college last year. C'est la vie! Dave Vanderbilt sure looked good in the Kiwanis stand tonight - "Thorty," he said, for the price of a milkshake.

Linda is in Miss Washington County Contest - Monday, August 3, 1964

I just tried a Seventeen magazine hair set - hope it's worth something. Linda Timmins was here tonight, excited herself, as we are, for her entering the Miss Washington County contest. We didn't tell her in order not to make her nervous, but the Ouija board said she'll win. Nic really got upset over the idea of college graduation being required for the president of the United States. Mom just thought a good question for his "Town Talk" column could be whether there should be stricter requirements for the presidency. It was all pretty funny, I thought.

A New Drink, a New Attitude and a New Belief - Sunday, August 2, 1964

Cuddebacks were here tonight so that took care of my almost but not quite mood to write to Evelyn. Oh well, I waited so long to hear from her that I thought she had disowned me for drinking cherry vodka, changing my mind about students from the east, and going out with someone who was once engaged! But I guess she's still claiming me. It was hot again today. Iowa was the hottest in the nation yesterday when it got to 103 at Council Bluffs. I sunburned my back out in the yard for three hours. Mom helped with Irene's wedding this afternoon. Phyllis went to the show with Ben.

Ranger 7 Sent Back Over 4000 Moon Photos - Saturday, August 1, 1964

Miss Greece just won the Miss Universe contest. For once it was kind of nice that Miss United States wasn't among the ten finalists. We forgot to stay up last night to see the photographs taken of the moon in the Ranger 7 lunar probe. They relayed more than 4000 photographs back to earth, the last one half second before impact only nine miles off target on the Sea of Clouds. Tonight we saw the paths of Echo I and II cross overhead. It's nice to live in such a fascinating world. I cut out my plaid shirtwaist dress.

Reflections on a Summer Boyfriend - Friday, July 31, 1964

Phyllis, Virginia and I all three "overslept" this morning until 20 till 11:00, and yet we all thought it was 8:00. We decided we must have been drugged or something. This evening I mowed the back yard and rode my bike. Ann came home from Marty's. I made $6.04 detasseling corn on Sunday, July 19. Nic can't get over my stopping work at 4:00 three days a week - I "work by the clock." Maybe I should think he misses me or something and stay longer - at least he knows I'm not trying to "hang around" or "chase him" or anything. He certainly has enlivened my summer. He's quite a guy.

Received a Summer Edition of the Park Stylus - Thursday, July 30, 1964

It finally cooled off yesterday and today. Now I'm as chilly feeling as I was hot. It was cloudy today, too, for the first time in a long time. My name stamp came today, a letter from Karen saying my work on the yearbook was fine, and a good summer edition of the Park Stylus. I guess I'll take social psychology as an elective - the fall course offerings were in the Stylus. A girl from England came into the office this afternoon with Mrs. Viggers. I asked her several questions, and when she left, Nic handed me a paper on which he had written everything she said.

The Youth Fellowship Hosted a Bridal Shower - Wednesday, July 29, 1964

The youth fellowship sponsored a bridal shower for Irene Hole at the church tonight. They did a nice job with it. I won a prize for collecting the most ribbons whenever I heard someone say "I." This morning I helped Mom pick sweet corn. She froze 24 pints. We had a stray dog here, so I checked on it at the auditor's office - they deal with absentee ballots and absentee dogs - and found out he belonged to the Don Rinners. I called them, and they had given him to the Clark Bauers. So then Mom called them, and Stan came and got Angus, a big black Labrador.