After a long sleepless night, a day of nervous agony I am cold and trembling this very minute. Through my own selfish pride, I have lost you! For a few moments gratification of my vanity I have wrecked my whole life. Yesterday I spoiled an evening for at least three of us - thinking I should suffer less if you did not come - but through my selfishness - Oh I wonder if it has mattered to you? Oh you cannot care how, after seeing me display such a disposition. The Virginia you loved, where is she now? - She is gone forever.
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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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