June 4, 1931 - Thursday

Such a full day. I have been doing things all day not important or interesting but enough to keep me busy. Saw Mrs. Kidder today. I’m going to visit her. 1:30!

George's letter home on his 19th birthday.

Dear Folks:

What a day for your son, it was my nineteenth birthday as you no doubt know after all these years acquaintance with me. Right after lunch all of my pals threw me in the race for a birthday present. Here comes the good part though, Gay Hamilton, Mary Lou Patrick, and Phoebe Greenman took me to Lee Dukes for a birthday party, and we had a great big steak dinner and then a cake with nineteen candles on it. No-foolin I was so darn thrilled that I could hardly speak for a while. Who wouldn’t be if they had a bunch of friends who thought as much as all that of you? They are girls from the Kappa house and they surely have become good friends to me this year. I brought the remains of my cake home and now Tom and Bob are eating it all up for me; a swell bunch of guys I call them.

This term is almost up and I sure will be glad to come home for a while and work in the yard; I can just see myself going around good old Portland and having a good old time with my good old friends again. Oh-boy-Oh-Boy --- can we take them --- and how.

Watch this jury now mother and get the whole works under our control; we need a couple of politicians in the family for a change.

That is about all now except that I sure had one of the happiest birthdays in my life. I never knew girls could be such wonderful friends before; I probably have never met the right kind until now. Friends and friends and friends is what make this life worth while and I sure am going to cultivate them all through this old grind.

Love,

George

NOTE: enclosed with the letter is a note which reads; “Miss Gay Hamilton, Miss Phoebe Greenman, Miss Marylou Patrick request the honor of Mr. George Hibbard’s presence at dinner. June 4, 1931 6:30 P.M.