September 30, 1932 - Friday

This morning I didn’t have breakfast before I started out and I nearly died before noon. This afternoon Doro and I studied until three then with Karkee went to show. George came over this evening at 10 and stayed to 12.

It is good to get back to school. Those last few weeks and days at the lake seemed unbearable. I was sorry I couldn’t go to Portland tho’. The house is running smoothly so far.

George's letter home:

Dear Mother,

Here I sit at twelve bells in the evening with nothing on my hands but enough time to write you a letter. It is just about the first time I have had a spare minute.

Phil and I went to a show for a little amusement this evening, and then I went to see Anne for awhile. Gee, Mom I certainly wish I could buy her one of these little sweetheart badges. That would be just about the nicest thing I could do for her, and I know that she would treasure it more than anything I could give her. Someday I may become rich enough to do that little thing for her.

Tomorrow is the big game with Santa Clara, and it will be our team’s first big test. Well, I hope they come through for their old Alma Mater.

Chancellor Kerr spoke at an assembly yesterday, but I was unable to attend. The kids around here weren’t very impressed, however; but I think it was rather prejudice than anything.

House bills are out now, and I find that I will need $28.37 to pay mine. That will be all the money that I will need this month. I hope that it is not too stiff; I know how hard it is for you to send me to school. I try not to spend too much, and I think that I succeed pretty well. But I guess there is still room for me to economize.

I saw Edward Wheelock today and he is wearing a Delta Tau Delta pledge button; so his parents evidently had a change of mind. George Shade was down here for rush week and he told me that Ed had pledged Delt too. He was under the same impression that I was, namely that his parents were going to make him live in the hall for a year. Well, it was a situation that offered me no embarrassment; and I congratulated him upon his pledging. However unless he is a certain type of a boy, he will certainly not fit in that group. It may be exactly where he belongs, however; for I really do not know what the boy is like.

That is about all for the present, Mom. I will write you more next week.

Love, Brother

Jane’s Notes: The Wheelocks were my grandparents’ best friends. Dad knew Ed Wheelock as a boy because their parents were together often but I don’t believe that he was a boyhood chum. When Dad moved into Spring Ridge retirement community at age 97, the lady across the hall was Ed Wheelock’s widow. Quite a coincidence.

September 29, 1932 - Thursday

After my eight o’clock this morning (I was late) I studied. I went up again this afternoon. This brave resolution of mine is rather trying. George came over and studied with me this evening.

September 28, 1932 - Wednesday

I can’t see that there was anything of particular interest happened today. After my one o’clock I stayed up there and studied. This evening I held study table and got along beautifully. I think my presence is working.

George's letter home:

Dear Mother,

Here is your list of the new mothers for your little club:

1.     Mrs. Dan Johnston --- 1884 Alder St., Eugene, Ore.

2.     Mrs. J.E. McCall ---- 450 – 2^nd St. N., Portland, Ore.

3.     Mrs. Katherine L. Weeks – 488 E. 2^nd St. N., Portland, Ore.

4.     Mrs. E. T. Connell – 215 Radcliffe Road, Portland

5.     Mrs. M. R. Schloth – 641 Fremont St., Portland

6.     Mrs. Stanley G. Jewett – Greenhills, Portland

7.     Mrs. C. H. Labbe – 493 Vista Ave., Portland.

8.     Mrs. J. E. Gantebein – 350 Burnside St. Portland – (Bea 5333)

9.     Mrs. Isabel H. Warrens – Forest Grove, Ore.

1.     Mrs. B. F. Holman – 483 Vista Ave, Portland. (Imperial Hts)

1.     Mrs. Amelia Rishmueller – 473 Jean St., Oakland, Cal.

1.     Mrs. C. H. Crawford – 245 Carolwood Drive, Holmby Hills. L.A. Cal.

That is the extent of it mother, and I hope that I haven’t sent it to you too late.

All the kids are going to school on roller skates now as a protest against the automobile ban. I don’t think that will get them any place, but they are at least having fun.

Right now I have more work than I can attend to, I just don’t seem to have time to relax a bit; so that explains somewhat my not very interesting letters.

My finances are alright for the present, but they will not be in that condition very long; I shall write you when I am out.

Love, George