*In Greek mythology, the personification of lamentation.
Although it seems almost impossible, another year of my life has come and gone. In it, I have learned much, gained much, and - I wonder how much I have lost! Oh God (and I say it reverently) what have I done? The very thing John taught me not to do I have done tonight. It was not "determination" on my part but absolute "defiance." After being penned in these walls for three long days and nights (and they have been long) I still firmly believe that "Dot's" party, some fresh air, a little exercise and the company of young people, did me more good than harm. But I had strict orders not to go. Mother says I did not do wrong. We had such a wonderful time. John and I won the lucky number dance. The day is ended - the new year is here. And I begin it with the conscience of a criminal. What a little fool I have been to enjoy myself for New Year's Eve. I should have stayed at home and been miserable. Help me, Lord, to think before I act, and give me courage. Bless those near and dear to me - especially the very dearest - my mother and John. "Linus." *
*In Greek mythology, the personification of lamentation.
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ContextThis 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. Archives
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