November 6, 1930

November 6, 1930

Dear Folks,

All of my mid-term grades are in and I made forty-two points. II in accounting, II in gym, IV in social science, V in Survey of Physical Science, III in personal efficiency, and I in Military. These grades are all good but the IV and V. they are only mid-term grades however and I can bring them up by the end of the term. The difficulty is that these two courses consist of reading books and picking out the main points. Evidently I don’t have the knack of doing this very well, but I certainly am going to acquire it.

Howard Steib’s mother died Tuesday evening. I wrote a letter of sympathy, and Bill, Jean, and I wired a spray for the funeral today. It certainly must be a blow to loose one’s mother; because nobody knows better than I, what a mother means in a boy’s life.

Last night word came around that Oregon State was coming over to blast our concrete “O” on Skinner’s Butte. All of us freshman had to get up at one this morning, dress, and beat it for the “O”. It must have been a farce because no none was there. It was plenty cold. Tonight we guard the bon fire and the girls will bring doughnuts and coffee up to us at different intervals.

Last Saturday I went to the Sophomore informal with a girl named Lois Sharp; a Pi Phi. Just about the prettiest girl I ever was out with; I will certainly have to do something about this.

Bob Steuver was reinstated in school, and he is doing real well.

Ruth Stone wrote me a letter today. Two pages long. She said she wasn’t in the mood for writing, but she felt is was her duty. Nice gal ----- no pleasure in writing to me huh ---- I’ll fix her ---- I won’t write back! Oh I probably will weaken.

Say hello to the Grandfolks and take good care of the sagebrush.

Lovingly, George

Jane's Notes: The reference to sagebrush must mean his parents are in Bend visiting the grandparents.