April 16, 1932 - Saturday

This morning I slept until five of twelve. George came down about one thirty. We were going to the library again and didn’t get there. After George left I washed my hair. We went to the Frosh Glee tonight. It was a swell dance.

George's letter home:

Dear Mom and Pop,

You certainly are to be congratulated on possessing such a fine young man with all the virile qualities that could be hoped for. My such a beard as that son of Mr. and Mrs. E. T. Hibbard (that is me of course) had. Anny and I went over to the Whiskerino Shuffle last evening and proceeded to win the prize for the best blond beard on the campus. The paper says that I received a carton of cigarettes, but it is all wrong as usual. They gave me a nice shaving set to get rid of the darn things with. I fooled them though, and had a barber take them off.

Tonight is the all campus Frosh Glee, and that is to be held in McArthur Court. These all campus dances are always decorated beautifully; so we should have a very nice evening. We are going to pledge fifteen freshmen to the Skull and Daggers at the dance, and Bill Russell is to be pledged from the Lodge.

My roommate is still in the infirmary with poison oak. He certainly is an awful looking sight. The poor kid has been there for over a week now, and he has all the prospects of being there for another one.

The ironing board is all set up now, and all the boys are going to press their own clothes this evening. Just to try it out or initiate it or something. Whenever anything new comes into this place, everyone wants to use it right away and at the same time. That time is at the last minute too, as you can well imagine.

I went over to the library this afternoon, but I go so sleepy that I had to come home. They keep the buildings so hot down there that it is next to impossible to study in them. It is cooler in the Lodge (always has been and always will be), so I am going to do a little work that I have to do here.

I don’t know just where all the information came from, but Annebelle told me last evening that Carol Pomeroy would be working at the lake this summer. ----- That in itself was enough, but on top of it, she had to laugh her self sick about it. They ought to replace all male newspaper reporters with women and no fooling.

Phil Fields took my washing to Portland this weekend and he will probably let you know about it.  Maybe I will have an opportunity to visit you one of these weekends myself. I have a couple of other letters to write yet, so I will close this one for the time being.

Love, Brother

A newspaper clipping was enclosed in the letter.

Headline: Price Wins Long Beard Contest.

Subhead: Wagner, Hibberd (sic), Barker, Lord Are Among Winners.

Text:  The sophomore class can start life anew with a clean slate now. And incidentally with clean faces. The Whiskerino shuffle, and the attendant contest were ushered into the pages of campus history last night to the tunes of babbling ping-pong balls and Abbie Green’s Midnite Sons, at the Coconut Grove ball-room.

Brute Stauffer was general chairman for the big second-year event.

The prize for the longest beard went to Bill Price for his fluffy whiskers. He received a meal ticket to the College Side Inn for his “shaving pains.” Other prize winners and their awards were as follows: blackest beard, Paul Wagner, a meal ticket at the Green Parrot; the second longest beard, Jack Cooper, a shave and a haircut at C. O. Eilliott’s; shortest beard, Ken Lord, a tie from Paul D. Greens; blondest beard, George Hibberd (sic), a carton of cigarettes from the Campus shine shop; reddest beard, Bob Sleeter, a sweater from Phelps Terkel; most uniquely designed beard, Bill Baker, a sports belt from DeNeffes; second best design, Tom Tongue.

The judges were Helen Burns, Helen Lee Stanton, Adrienne Sabin, Rosemary Bertois, Marion Vinson, and Betty Zentner.

Other committee members aiding Stauffer included: Features – Molly Cochran, Jim Ferguson, Bob De Graf; patrons – Betty Steiwer, Charleen Purcell; publicity – Ed Schweiker, Maxine Reid, and Nancy Suomela.