If it had not been for him I would have been in D’s arms – an impassioned kiss or kisses. Fun? Yes, but one never knows where fun will end.
A holiday election day and John first thing in the morning. I don’t know what I would do without him. He was my strength last evening.
If it had not been for him I would have been in D’s arms – an impassioned kiss or kisses. Fun? Yes, but one never knows where fun will end.
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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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