Did not see V. tonight. Eddie Sloan(?) called up and invited me over to play cards at Carl's home (Northern Central Trust Co. fellows). No one showed up except Eddie, Carl, and myself. I won $7.00, (?). Each time I started to lose, dear, I would just touch that lock of your hair and it seemed to bring me in touch with you and give me new life - the reward of love.
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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
April 2018
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