Yes, it is hard work - bank bookkeeping, pounding on a machine from morning to night. I am tired this evening and worried about you. Why weren't you with Bob, Walt, and Al on "the Ave." tonight. Does your ankle bother you? You walked all away around here on that sprained ankle yesterday too. You would have walked all day on it for one kiss? Would it be worth it? Oh, you say I should not have to ask. And you kissed away my answer. You would like to eat each one of my fingers? John, John, John, Oh! Answer me!
This is the journal of Virginia Lee Scott, my grandmother, written when she was seventeen and first dating my grandfather, John Arnold Wilson. It's a dairy published by Media Drug Stores and includes space for two entries per day, with facts about the era printed at the bottom, which I have included in italics. Following, 1928, is the journal of John Arnold Wilson, my grandfather, at age nineteen and in love with my grandmother, followed by my grandmother's journal in 1931.