February 4, 1932 - Thursday

I got up late this morning and didn’t get anything done before class. After lunch I went downtown and then on to the dressmakers. Only about half the house was at dinner. Jeanne and I were monitors.

George's letter home:

Dear Mother,

I did not realize how late it was in the week or I would certainly have written you sooner. It certainly seemed good to be home with you and Dad last week end; the nicest part of it all was that we all stayed home and enjoyed each other’s company.

Our trip down was a very safe one as there was no snow at all after we left Oregon City. It was real cold however and that robe came in real handy. I haven’t sent it home as yet, because it has been terribly cold down here. The weather is moderating a little now, though, and I will send it home in short order.

All of that studying I did at home certainly came in handy as far as grades are concerned. I received a “B” on Psychology mid-term exam. That is one of my hardest courses; so I was very pleased with your son George’s ability. If I can just do as well in the rest of my mid-term exams, I should have some fairly good grades.

Last night was the dime crawl that I told you about. I guess us boys know what it is like to be a wallflower now. The girls only had to pay ten cents to get in, but even at that we only took in $3.00. Anne (sic) came over of course and showed her loyalty to the downtrodden cause of Chi Psi. After it was all over, we both went up to the Igloo and heard Sir Hubert Wilkins give a talk about his trip to the Arctic in the submarine, Nautilus. It was very interesting and they even had pictures of the water underneath the ice.  The light filtered through the ice making it look for all the world like a bunch of low hanging clouds. After that I took my little “Pearl of the Orient” home and then wended my way home as fast as possible too. I evidently didn’t get here quite soon enough, because I was up until two this morning. Oh, well, Edison and I always did have lots of night work to do. I slept late this morning and then had a nice shower; so I feel like a million again.

We are having quite a depletion in members here all of a sudden. Tom Crawford, Kenton Case, Bob Guild, and Don Thompson are all dropping out of school, Thompson and Crawford because of sickness, and Case and Guild because of laziness. I wonder how some of these gents can ever have any pride, with all these little weaknesses of character they show. I would certainly have too much pride to admit that I was too lazy to do a task or that it was too hard for me to tackle.

That is just about the extent of news for this time, and my eleven o’clock class is just about due. Good-bye, take care of your-selves.

Love, Brother