John never spends a Sunday evening with me any more. If I have supper at his home he brings me home about nine o'clock. If he stays here he leaves at eight-thirty. In fact he never allows himself to be alone with me unless we are going to some definite destination. When we are with strangers he absolutely ignores me. At dinner tonight he did not address one word of conversation to me. If he enjoyed his afternoon with Fred and Al - why was he so glum this evening? John is never lively or cheerful. And he is only twenty-two years old!! There must be a reason. I wish I could help him. I wish I could make him talk to me.
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.