January 29, 1932 - Friday

My room is still filled with flowers. We didn’t have class this afternoon so I washed my hair and rested. The play went off pretty well tonight. George brought me home and stayed until 12:15.

George answers his father's letter:

Hello Dad,

I enjoyed your letter immensely, and my little friend down on the mill race liked it too. She asked me to return your hello and to tell you that she is just dying to see you again --- don’t talk to me about dazzling them.

Yes, we have quite a lot in common --- you like waffles and I like them too. However, waffles with horn rimmed glasses on them are very very strange creatures. This girl might have come from Astoria, but all that does for me is to put the kibosh on that flowering young city.

Yesterday was Anne’s birthday, and she is now a very old woman, 21, with all the wisdom and experience that goes with age of course. All of her friends came through with a flock of lovely presents, and just made her one of the happiest girls in Eugene. She received six letters from home, a jeweled bracelet (jewels were diamonds of course), six hundred dollars, a nice pillow, and all the other little incidentals they grow in the Orient.  I ups and sends the little flower of the afore-mentioned Orient, a bunch of roses. But, oh, the care I enclosed Dad. Hi – Di – Dy – Di – a card like that should be worth all the diamond bracelets in the world. Maybe I am reaching for the moon – sometimes I think I am. I am going to stick though, and see this thing through. I heard you say that faint heart never won fair lady --- well just come around one of these days and see what a strong heart I have.

It will certainly seem good to have you and mother down here for a little visit. I have been looking around for a suitable time to go to Portland, but as yet, I haven’t found any.

That is just about all I am able to say right now, Dad; thanks so much for the letter and write some more.

Love, Brother

Jane's Notes: Ann seems to have been in this play called The Trojan Women. According to Wikipedia: The Trojan Women is a tragedy by the Greek playwright Euripides. Produced in 415 BC during the Peloponnesian War, it is often considered a commentary on the capture of theAegean island of Melos and the subsequent slaughter and subjugation of its populace by the Athenians earlier that year. The play follows the fates of the women of Troy after their city has been sacked, their husbands killed, and as their remaining families are about to be taken away as slaves. In modern times Jean-Paul Sartre wrote a version around the turn of the 20th century that remains largely faithful to the original text. It adds veiled references to European imperialism in Asia and minor emphasis on common existentialist themes. The Israeli playwright Hanoch Levin also wrote his own version of the play, adding more disturbing scenes and scatological details. It is probably one of these later versions that was produced in 1932 on campus.