Marriage is all that I hear! Cousin Flo and Mother seem to worry about nothing except Gin and I getting husbands. Don't marry a man like this or that - If you were on a honeymoon you could not have a more lovely outfit than you have for this trip. All I could think of all evening was "Will we ever?" - and then "no." John, I can't bear to give you up.
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.