How thankful I am that you made me see. No, I did not give in weakly to my persistence. It did not conquer me. I conquered a horrid stubbornness. I was not gaining anything but losing losing. "The Virginia you love." Is she any different from the Virginia that my relatives and friends know! Is she different from the Virginia my family sees? You love me all the more for conquering my mood? I conquered it only because I love you, John.
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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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