“Old Ironsides.” A mighty fine picture. Mother and Brother went. But not with us. They arrived home by twelve and we at 12:55. “May I come in until one?” Why, why. Am I really more lovely than Esther Ralston? Am I really “twice, thrice – as lovely?” But you left the thinking to me! I couldn’t find my way thru city hall so you were thinking. You do think me lovely.
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.