A holiday – Lincoln’s birthday. What a glorious morning. I walked to the “Avenue” in hot sunshine.—Alone.—to have “lock’s shorn.” What is happening to Sho(?). Meghan! “The Canadian” was not very good. John’s promotion was also financial. I am so proud of you. We are so young. Do we know our own minds? Surely we must. We do now, but will our taste change! It can’t, it can’t. I will always love your strong face, your soft brown curls and the feel of your strong arms holding me close to your quick and pulsing heart.
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.