Like a person growing old, I am dreaming of the past. Perhaps it is just comparing past evening. The evening we went in through the blizzard to see "The Student Prince" and last evening in the rain to see "My Maryland." On Jan. 15 the snow was worthwhile. You carried me through the blizzard, the first time you ever held me in your arms. Last evening you lifted me over the porch rail and when we came in you held me in your arms and kissed me over and over again. I went to C.C. with Elizabeth. Came home with Eliz., Clare, Kathryn, Charles, myself, and Ed Doherty. What a line he has. "Does the moon affect me?" Wants a date, but he hasn't a chance!
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.