It has snowed since yesterday noon. The wind has been howling all night. I could not go to church in such weather. John called but said that he would not come around “two nights in succession.” Mr. and Mrs. DeVoe came in. I’m glad I was not here. But I have missed you, John. Mrs. DeVoe says married life is “not so bad, after all.” Who sent that Valentine? Was it Lester? If you'll “keep on caring.” But I never cared for anyone but John.
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.