Blue Monday? Perhaps. - no not blue. I have been thinking of you all day, John, and even dreamed of you in my nap before dinner. I dreamed that you were caught in quicksand and I was crying for help. John dear, watch the quicksand of life. Don't let it pull you down but stand up, stand up. I am so proud of you, so proud.
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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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