I wonder what my parents would think if they could know how frankly we talk with each other? How queer the mind of us humans is! One minute we laugh and talk of the lightest subjects. - The next moment our thoughts, hearts, and voices are on the most beautiful and sacred subjects of the world! Everything is beautiful through love and "unto the pure all things are pure." How much safer and happier the world would be if everyone could (or would?) be more frank.
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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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