We have certainly been the butt of the evening, haven't we John. Oh well, who cares? Fred and Alice may make fun of us and our "drink of water" - but just wait! After you left I looked for the "dog star" but could not find it. I can find it only when you are with me. Will our wedding night be like "that"? Oh so different, John. We will be so happy.
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.