April 12, 1931 - Sunday

I’ve been so home sick today. This afternoon we went to see Charlie Chaplin in “City Lights”. It was good. But they showed pictures of tropical moonlight and I wept. I haven’t been able to study.

George's letter home.

Dear Folks,

Here it is Sunday, but I must forsooth start my tale on Saturday. Saturday morning all of the Physical Science classes went on a Geology tour and what a tour it was. Gee, we hiked up into the hills where you could see all up and down the Willamette Valley.

After lunch I went up to the Igloo, that is what our basketball pavilion is called, and helped decorate it for the dance. It certainly was pretty: a great big red white and black striped canopy covered the ceiling, and it was lighted by six blossom-covered chandeliers. I took Helen Burns to the dance, and we had a great time together. Dwight Johnson’s Multnomah Grille orchestra played, and from all reports, this was the best Frosh Glee that has been put on for some time. During the intermission, “The Skull and Daggers”, sophomore men’s honorary pledged fifteen outstanding freshman on the campus. Everybody formed a lane from the bandstand to the door, the lucky freshmen walked down to the end of the isle and had a maroon and white ribbon pinned to their lapel. Well, your little son brought home the bacon again; because he is wearing a little ribbon on his lapel. Boy, I was way up in the ceiling somewhere for the remainder of the dance; and what with everybody congratulating me, I didn’t even know what the score was.

I went to church in my new light suit today. It certainly fits nice, and everybody likes it real well on me.

Bob O’Melveny went to Portland this weekend to try and obtain a loan; the University turned him down.

I wrote to Mr. Pearson, inquiring about any jobs he might have in view; and he answered, saying that he would like to have me make an attempt at selling insurance. The policies he has in mind are ten-dollar accident policies, and I would receive two and a half from each one. I may do it. It would certainly show me whether I was fitted for salesmanship or not.

We are having initiation next week and only two are going through; Bob Morton and Phil Fields. The other pledges didn’t make their grades; but even with their low averages we expect to be on top scholastically this term again.

Dick Waggoner and two other boys went over to Corvallis yesterday and beat the Oregon State, Washington State, and University of Washington fencing teams. Pretty good, I calls it. They received a great big cup as a reward.

Thank you for my money, I have no debts now and still some money left. I shall see that it goes on no gold-digging young lady.

Love, George

P.S. Everybody is crying for me to start my shine parlor up again, and all I need is some dark brown & black polish.