*Lines from the poem "Thought" by Christopher Pearse Cranch
I have learned so much (in gossip) today. Walt says I am fickle; I am innocent looking and shocked Sue when I smoked a cigarette! Ed Schister is “crazy” about me and comes to our department to see me not the boys (so says Walt). Walt is jealous of me. Heaven knows why, I don’t. George wants another date. Such gossip. “What is social company but a babbling summer stream?”* The thought of John makes me think “Thought is deeper than all speech. Feeling deeper than all thought.”* You have called. I knew you could not forget.
*Lines from the poem "Thought" by Christopher Pearse Cranch
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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
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