He is adorable, marvelous - but he doesn't know quite how to take what I say. I'm still wondering if my little game was a mistake. I think not. He has been thinking of the things I mentioned or he would not refer to them so frequently. When he keeps at the cold distance which he infers I prefer - it hurts and I miss him.
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.