July 27, 1931 - Monday

We had very few in the house last night so I was thru at 1:30 today and Doro and I went for a walk to Castle Crest Gardens when she was off. Took pictures. A dull evening. Was on duty!

George's letter home:

Hello Folks,

Bawlings out via mail and via the Maders, make it very necessary to write. Sunday is just another day up here. So I really don’t know when the weeks roll around. You see how that would be.

Just think, next Wednesday I will have been here three weeks already, and it seems as though I have only been here a few hours. This is the only job on earth in the open air all the time and riding around on our truck.  I went down to the garbage dump this evening, and there were two black bears there. They sure made tracks when they saw me coming; it must have been my sunburned face that frightened them.

There is no dance here, Sunday evenings; so Ann Powell and I climbed Garfield Peak. There is a full moon up here; no doubt the same one you have down there. On top of this peak, the moonlight made it just as light as day. Gee, it was beautiful; on one side, Crater Lake was cast in all kinds of shadows and on the other side, tho’ Klamath Lakes looked like a sheet of silver. If it wasn’t such a long climb I certainly would like to have you folks go up there.

These cabins are very comfortable up here; big double beds, chairs, stove and a table. You must bring your own bedding however, and I would suggest that you bring quite a lot. Case sells them out every day about one-thirty; so you had better let me know when you expect to come. I can reserve one for you then. They are two and half a day, and two seventy-five with wood. Case has to split the wood.

That’s all for now, be good and thank you for the letters Dad. Mother, try to promote an early trip up here.

Brother, George.

Jane's Notes:  This is the first mention of Mom in Dad’s letters.