December 2, 1932 - Friday

After my one o’clock this afternoon I went up to the library and studied until about five. This evening George was coming over to study. We decided not to but he went home early instead. We were both dead!

George's letter home:

Dear Family,

I received the paper about Buddhism, and I thank you very much for it. I am going to compose my final speech on it. I was to have given it today, but I called my professor last evening and had it postponed until Monday. I studied so much yesterday that my eyes got the better of the situation. I went to bed instead of preparing the speech, and I feel much better for it now.

This week has been rather uneventful, because everyone is starting to prepare for their examinations. Mine are not over until Friday, the sixteenth; and I don’t think that I will come home until Saturday.  Ann will leave on the train for Los Angeles Friday afternoon, and she will come to Portland New Years Eve. We will get to see her one day out of the vacation, at least. If I can scrap up the gold, I think I shall come home on the train. Coming down here on it, the other evening was about the most comfortable ride I have enjoyed between Eugene and Portland.

I have this month’s house bills out now, and I find that I will need $7.70 over and above the thirty-five dollars I will receive from the Alpha. Next term, there will be no national fraternity dues and not so many campus functions to take my money. That will be quite a relief, I think. Spring term, when I am out of my job, I think that I shall wash dishes in the kitchen --- that will pay me twenty-five dollars a month at least.

I went into a conference with Mr. Fish of the History department, yesterday, and he says that all I need is twenty-four hours of history to fulfill my requirements for a degree in the school of history. I can easily do that in the next two years, and I am going to start it right away by taking United States History next term. That will mean a load of eighteen hours, but I think that I will be able to manage it alright.

I am certainly looking forward to my visit with you in a few days. For the last two years I haven’t seen enough of you to even get acquainted. Maybe this next summer I will get that opportunity. I should go to military camp for six weeks at Vancouver, this summer; after that I would have the whole summer at home. That wouldn’t be very profitable, though. At least I would make about $90 at the camp, which is as much as I made in three months last summer.

I will write you a letter next week, and in it thou shall find more of the very scarce news that is here of late.

Love, George

Dear Mrs. Hibbard,

I am still thinking about the lovely Thanksgiving that I spent with you and your family. It was so nice of you to ask me, and I was terribly glad to see Ann again.

I didn’t get a chance to tell you how good the dinner was because I had to leave in such a hurry. I’m afraid that I made a terrible pig of myself, but everything was so good.

We got home in plenty of time for play practice. We presented it last Friday. It was just a one act, but we had lots of fun putting it on.

It was too bad that Ann couldn’t stay over the weekend but I know what these tests are like, one just can’t miss them.

Thank you again, Mrs. Hibbard, for the lovely day that I spent with you – Give my regards to Mr. Hibbard.

Sincerely,  Margaret Woodworth