The end of a perfect day. I have enjoyed myself all day - luncheon, my trip to the Navy Yard dinner, the evening with Gin, Bob, John until we came home with Alice and Fred. What was the matter, John? Was it what Daddy said, was it what I said about taking Bob's dare? Why did you kiss me when I got you the drink of water? Force of habit? You did not wish me a pleasant vacation at the shore until Fred came out and why then?, just to be polite? Have I got to go away with the memory of an evening like this? John, if you could know how hurt I am I wonder if you would care? Why return the tokens by Alice! That hurt more than ever! There will be nobody else filling my place with you? Perhaps I have no place with you.
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.