October 14, 1931 - Wednesday

I had this afternoon off so I wrote home. After lunch went to the library until five. We had the Sigma Chis over to dinner. Then I went to the library again. Janet put me on lock up for this week!!

George's letters home:

Hello Mom,

You should have been a little bird in our car last Sunday night. The nodding heads and tired sighs you would have witnessed, Oh Boy. This ends it. I am staying here from now on. I went to bed the minute I arrived, and got up at six in the morning to study.

We have to pay our fees anytime now up to the twenty-fourth. Mine are nine and a half, and I have the six dollars you gave me. Anytime between now and the limit will do, Mom.

I received a letter in answer to the one I sent Grandma and she tells me your correspondence is very lax. Better watch it Mom. You know how you hate to see mine fall off.

I am not letting my little affair at the Alpha Phi house wreck my studies; in fact it is helping them. I am in such a fix now, that I would feel like a crumb if my grades weren’t high. So I just sit down and read and read and read, whether I like it or not. I wish I could stay up later at night though. I get sleepy and tired about ten o’clock and my thoughts just won’t function. It certainly gripes me, because the length of my assignments demand that I be able to stay up longer.

Bye, Brother

Dear Dad,

Thank you so much for letting me go to Seattle. I had wanted to do that for a long time. I only hope that I didn’t wreck the oil system on your car. It almost seems that I am becoming too expensive a luxury, but just watch me cut down now.

“Dad’s Day” is the twenty-fourth of this month and I surely would like to have you come down. You see if it will be possible. I know you would like to but always seems to be one thing or another in the way. I know you would like all our new boys. They are all just as much fun as the old ones.

School is coming along fine now, and I am almost caught up with my studies. The week end put me behind some but not enough to be harmful.

That’s all Dad, be good, and try to make it on the twenty-fourth.

Love, George