Last day of the month and therefore statements. Went to school at 8:30. Why? To learn typing and shorting? One hour at school for that? No – to walk home with my “playmate.” How many happy hours we have spent together. “Bob” is going to Florida. Someday we are going to Europe. How we play and laugh and talk and dream. “We need not hope for that which we have already attained.” That “it” may be everlasting.
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.