Wednesday, June 19, 1929 - Siloam Springs

This is the last night here. Tomorrow we start out for Springfield taking Shirley with us. I slept quite late this morning. After the morning work was done such as washing dishes I did some washing of clothes. I must have been terribly slow or else I wasted a lot of time because just as I was finishing Aunt Beth came out of the house and said it was ten to twelve. After dinner June and I had our first big fight since we left Manila. I think that was because I was tired and had a head ache. Aunt Beth had something on the stove and while I was waiting to put on the irons to iron my washing I lay down and fell asleep and didn’t wake up until five. By that time Mom had done it all. Grover asked me to drive him to a pasture where he was going to milk a cow. June and Jimmy went with us. We picked crab apples while he was milking. Its after supper now and Pop is singing and Aunt Beth is playing.

Letter from George L Hibbard to his Mother Ann Catherine Hibbard. George is still in High School and I assume his parents are visiting the grandparents in Bend and left Dad alone in Portland. Jeff is the dog.

Portland, Oregon

June 19, 1929

Dear Mother,

I haven’t been at Ruth’s home or talked with her since Sunday; so let’s hope my welcome remains. Sunday Ruth and I walked down to Margaret’s house and stayed there most of the afternoon. We made popcorn, lemonade and short-cake; so you see my appetite didn’t lack satisfaction. Brother George came after us in the Gardens and took us home. Ray Hanson, Bill Aitken, and Clark Bogart came by Stone’s house in the evening; and I went to the Portland with them.

Monday morning I arose sharp at six, tended to Jeff, ate, made my bed, cleaned the dishes and dashed over town to put my name on the employment list. I was called on about eleven, and Mr. Elliot sent me down to the Owl Drug Store. The drug store gave me a job for two weeks starting Saturday, helping their window trimmer. I will get forty cents an hour, which is not half bad. Mr. Elliot has me come down every morning because he is trying to get me a permanent job.

After I had my interview Tuesday morning, Wally and I went to the Broadway and saw a great show. Malcolm and I cooked our dinner here this evening, and then we went to the sigma meeting at Wally’s. I stayed all night at Boyer’s.

Today is Wednesday and Wally went to the employment department too. We ate lunch at a new sandwich shop on Morrison after which he went canoeing and I came home. I cut the lawn and trimmed the edges this afternoon; and it looks pretty nice. Mrs. Bryant invited me down tonight for dinner, which was very nice of her. As per you instructions, I am going to bed early tonight for a change.

I forgot to tell you I ate Monday’s dinner at aunt Lid’s. I also played golf Monday afternoon. I bought a two-bit pipe and a fifteen cent can of tobacco, but I don’t care for the so called pleasant of smoking. I smoked the darn thing about three times and put it aside. Jeff is in the best of spirits and so am I so you needn’t worry about us two young bloods. I put everything back in its place and keep things nice and net for you, even watering the house plants. It stopped raining last night, and we had real June weather today. Mr. Legge is putting his brick walk with the able assistance of Mr. Rogers. Mr. Rogers does a lot of hard digging and tamping while Mr. Legge puts a couple of bricks here and there. He lays about five bricks and decides it is time to go in the house, but good old Mr. Rogers eggs him on. I bought my cords and took the package up to Mr. Hamilton’s office.

Have a nice visit with grandma, and tell grandpa to give each one of his steers an extra hunk of hay for me. Tell Dad to begin saving money for my allowance next term, and to see how much the Bend Garage will allow him on the Studebaker for a Marquette. It just seems as though I can’t prattle much longer, so take care of yourself and have a great time.

Your loving son,

George L. Hibbard