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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.

Gave Vivien Her Hors d'oeuvre Knives - Tuesday, January 7, 1964

I don't think I'm going to like algebra very well. Terrible to have a negative attitude from the beginning (brought on by what so many kids have said about poor Miss Konkle). I'll only hope for the best! In organization and administration of elementary schools we're going to have to do group projects of curriculum outlines. This afternoon I did various "errands," including getting some of the LLC materials from Flo. I tried getting started on algebra tonight. Fred is so nice. Vivien was up here a minute tonight. I gave her the hors d'oeuvre knives Mom got her. She's going to let me use her algebra book. I spent $13.50 for geography books and then didn't buy the world atlas.

An Impromptu LLC Brig Party - Monday, January 6, 1964

From 3:15 to 11:00 I was with Fred and at the same time completed plans for and helped carry out an LLC Brig party that Nancy and I conjured up at 2:45. Wonders never cease. Fred had a real nice Christmas with his mother here. She was getting married today in California - I don't know any of the circumstances. We walked down to Parkville, I mailed a yearbook and Fred got some coffee, back to Copley where he gave me the last third of a can of Hawaiian nuts. Bowling, he won the first game, I won the second. I went through registration from 10:00 - 11:30. I got out of paying the $9.45 from last semester (coming back early for the Narva) but ended up paying for a $7.50 library book that Doug Meng couldn't find. Books for just two courses came to $22.50.

Back to Good Old Stephens - Sunday, January 5, 1964

Back to good old Stephens - my train was an hour late leaving but made up a half hour and got to Kansas City at 11:00. I met a friend of Rog Brown - can't think of his name - and Rog drove us back to campus, along with Trudy Henderson. Evelyn was here - since 4:00 this afternoon - as is almost everyone else. At church we had the annual meeting. Virginia was voted assistant superintendent. Dean Luers had nominated her as superintendent to run against him in that election! Mom and the girls took me to Fairfield. It was such a nice vacation, and I feel as if it's going to be a good year ahead.

A Coloring Book and Crayons - Saturday, January 4, 1964

We went to town this afternoon to wash and shop. I got a gray pleated skirt, a new pair of black flats, and a new blue pin bonnet. Up at Griggs's I bought a coloring book and crayons, just for the fun of it, to take back to Stephens. Oh, yes, some erasable bond paper in Washington, too, in case I get around to typing my essay. Dr. Smith's secretary called me this morning to say my glasses hadn't come yet so I wasn't able to get those. They'll have to mail them to me. Virginia cut my hair a little tonight. Mom got Vivien and Charlie a set of six little party knives from the family. They'll like them - a good match for their Dansk.

Cookies, Candy and Popcorn Balls - Friday, January 3, 1964

The girls in Grandma's Sunday School class went out there this afternoon to make cookies, candy and popcorn balls for a children's home and the Veterans Hospital. Then Mom (Daddy stayed home since he felt as if he was getting the flu), Peters, Booths, Johnsons and Florence came out for a "Recognition Day" supper for Betty, Phyllis and me. I'm still bothered by my cold. I just haven't been doing much of anything these last few days. I guess it's okay - I guess I'm supposed to be relaxing. I do get pretty wound up sometimes - like when I'm trying to finish a resource unit outline.

Such a Pretty Diary - Thursday, January 2, 1964

This is such a pretty diary. I'll have the urge to say so every night until I write it, so I might as well do so tonight. I didn't do much today except nurse my cold and sneezes. It's a good thing I didn't have this cold during the wedding, and I hope it's over by the time I get back to school. I saw in the latest Stylus that a two weeks' trip to Mexico is being offered for the best Park College student's paper on "What I Can Do to Make Park College More Cosmopolitan," so I'm trying my luck. I've written one draft, but I don't know where I'll go from there. Mom has gone to a  ceramics class at Isabelle's.

A Lot of Diary Pages - Wednesday, January 1, 1964

It's always fun to begin a new diary, just as it is to finish each one the previous night, at the beginning and end of a year. I've written a lot of diary pages; but the speed at which one is completed is unbelievable - a diary, that is (and the corresponding year). This was a leisurely New Year's Day. Aside from taking down the church Christmas tree and watching the parades and games, we did little else. Illinois beat Washington in the Rose Bowl and Texas beat Navy in the Cotton Bowl, Virginia went to the Escorts dance in Washington tonight and then will go to Bonnie's for a slumber party. Phyllis went to the dance with Betty. Ann says to record that she is reading a book. A terrible cold finally caught up with me.