Oh what a day! Three, four, five, five-thirty, and still we did not settle! On a Saturday afternoon. I worried about the telegram - an idea! The telephone! Could it be possible that I really heard your voice all the way from Beach Haven? You will write to me again? I will count every moment until your letter arrives! And you will see me the moment you get back to Phily.
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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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