July 11, 1932 - Monday

Well I got my new job today and I certainly like it. I work behind the counter in the lobby. George got a new job he hates. He is assistant to the Chamber Maids. Saw some wonderful slides and went for a walk.

George's letter from home:

Dear Mother,

Sunday was rather an odd day for July. The wind blew all Saturday night; and Sunday we awoke to find a snow storm raging all around us. Lewis and I donned our winter clothes and drove the truck all day, in spite of the cold. Today, we experienced a lot of rain. It all seems so queer, this winter weather in the middle of summer.

My days in the open air are past now. Starting today I am occupying the position of “house boy”. My work is all in the Lodge, and it consists of washing bowls, scrubbing floors, mopping halls, and all the other things that are too hard for chambermaids. I don’t recall a time when I was quite as disappointed as I now am. One of the chief attractions of Crater Lake for me, has been the wonderful life in the open; and now all that is destroyed. Karl Klipple, the young man in charge of the boys here, told me that I was moved to this new position because my work has been so good this season. The job really is one that requires careful work; but I hate it so, that I have had the blues all day.

Ann has also been moved. She is working behind the counter in the lobby, selling candy and curios. I am glad for her sake; for I have never liked to see her doing that distasteful job of cleaning up after people. She likes it too, and that makes it doubly nice.

As for you and Dad coming up here; I really don’t know what to say. I think it might be better if you did not. I will probably be home early anyhow. Business is so poor that he paid off six of his help today and the rest of us feel very insecure. If Ann is forced to leave Mother, she will have very little money for the summer. She is afraid to stay with anyone, for fear they will feel obligated to entertain her. Now you do as you please about the matter. If you feel that another person will be too much, it will not be necessary to have another. But f you feel that another would not be too much trouble, I wish you would write her a letter inviting her to our home. Things may not come to this stage, but I feel that we may be requested to leave any day now.

There are two things I want mother: first my big Armishaw shoes (providing they are fixed), and second, one of my Purple and Gold magazines. My boots are worn out and are too heavy to wear inside. It will not hurt my shoes to wear them inside either.

That is all for now, Mom.

Love, Brother