Diary of Lois Elaine Jelin: Entry One Hundred Forty

Entry One Hundred Forty

Monday, June 23                 Weather marked as half Clear, half Cloudy

Dear Diary,

Worked alllll day at Temple decorating for Starlight Fiesta with Maria & Nancy & Jimmy & some older kids. When I got home Bob called & asked me out. Later he called back & said he was too tired & broke our date.

11:00 o’clock P.M. Maria called & told me Bob was at the Temple & that they would pick me up. Sooo Bob & Maria picked me up. While we were there I got some ceramic things for Mommie. Bob took me home. We came in & put the things in the house we then sat in the car till 12:30 and talked at 12:30 we went for a drive—we drove to McKinley Home & stopped there. We talked & cleared up a lot of things. He said that he thought I’m quite confused. I’m not afraid or anything like that. It’s just that: well, I’m not sure that I want to do it. Oh well, time will tell. No matter which way I make up my mind I’ll regret it. The thing is—which way should I regret?

Bob’s going to Summer School at Van Nuys High.   

Editorial Note:

The McKinley Home where our young lovers parked was founded by Reverend and Mrs. Uriah Gregory as part of the Industrial Home Society, and took its name in honor of President William McKinley following his assassination. Here the Reverend and his wife took in and cared for orphaned, homeless and abused children on a 33-acre ranch in Artesia.

McKinley Home at its Van Nuys location.

Following demands for their services after World War I, the Home necessarily expanded its facilities to accommodate 100 to 250 boys and relocated to Van Nuys in 1923, thanks largely to gifts from Mr. Mericos Whittier and the Kiwanis Club of Los Angeles. Then the boom which followed the Second World War precipitated the construction of the Ventura 101 freeway, which cut the Home’s property in half—shrinking the campus from 200 acres to just 30. Thus the Home again relocated to San Dimas where new facilities opened in 1961, and where it remains today as the McKinley Children’s Center.

The site where our teens tickled one another’s fancy is currently a shopping mall. To get a feeling for what the Home was like, might I suggest reading “Education of a Felon” by Edward Bunker.

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