I'm heartbroken. I'd give anything if I had not said it. John has been everything a girl could want or expect a man to be. He has tried so hard, too, to please me, to make me happy. I told him I was sorry but that isn't what I wanted to say. I wanted to tell him that I'm satisfied with him in every way. I almost worship him. He has been so attentive, so gentle, and has worked so hard at school for me. Almost every move he makes is in my interest. It will take a lifetime to make up the damage of those five minutes.
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.