At last an evening at home. The first one for a week or more. And how I miss you John. I have enjoyed the evening with my family, though. Mother cut out a new dress for me. Perhaps I can finish it by Saturday evening. I wonder, John, what you are doing tonight. I hope you found at least one long (?) moment on which to think of 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.