May 30, 1933 - Tuesday

George's letter home:

Dear Mother,

Today is a holiday, and it is also about time I came through with a letter for you and Dad.

Last Friday, I went to the inter-fraternity council dinner and afterwards to its dance. The inter-fraternity council is an organization of all the presidents of the fraternities. Ann and I had a wonderful evening at the dance. Saturday dawned the first nice day of the year, and Ann and I went way up the river and spent the afternoon tramping around the country. Sunday, the Scabbard and Blades had their picnic at Riverside Park, and of course we were there. We didn’t leave there until four in the afternoon. About six in the evening, we went downtown to see the three Barrymores in Rasputin. My, but it was a wonderful picture; I am certainly glad I had the opportunity of seeing it. You see, that it was rather a full week-end.

Today, being a holiday, I should by all rights get out and show my patriotism for my country. Being an unpatriotic sole, however, I arose this morning with firm resolutions to study all day. I did studied for about two and half hours, but then a whole fleet of Army planes landed out at the airport. Nothing would do but for me to go along with the rest and see them. I certainly don’t regret going either. When we got there, there were six Army pursuit planes lined up on the field, and by the time we left there were thirty three planes of every description lined up on the field. The bombing planes were so big that I would walk right under the lower wings and still have room to spare. It sounded as though the whole world was coming to an end out there. Some other Army planes flew over on their way to Portland, and they dove at the field as they passed. One of the fliers remarked that they were going two-hundred miles an hour and it certainly looked like it.

I know how much money I will need this month, and I am sorry to say it is way over what I led you to expect. All together, I owe $36.49, but seven dollars of that doesn’t have to be paid until I return home. I didn’t have enough money to pay for all of Ann’s badge, so Bill Russell gave it to me. The badge isn’t here yet, unless it is in the post office by now.  Thursday, Eddy Field is going to let me have his car, and Ann and I are going on a picnic for two. I shall give it to her at the picnic; I can hardly wait.

I ran into something else that will be expensive today. I bit into a bone and cracked one of my teeth. The tooth had apparently decayed underneath where it couldn’t be perceived, and this just brought it to light. I will go downtown Saturday and have it fixed; I hope it won’t be too expensive.

I must be at camp on June 13, and I have a list of everything I must take. There is nothing that I must buy. We get $.70 a day for the six weeks that we are there and $.30 a day for the rest of the summer until school starts for doing nothing. That means my summer will not be an entire failure financially even though it will not be very much.

That is about all for this time; I will write you later on when there is more news. I am afraid that there will be very little to tell you from now on through, for the term is fast drawing to a close.

Love, 

Brother.