August 24, 1933 - Thursday

Postmarked Aug 25, 1933, Portland Oregon

To GLH, 5836 Race Ave, Chicago, Ill  c/o I. H. Wells

From AEP, 2901 Piedmont Ave, Berkeley, Calif.

August 24, 1933 - Thursday

George darling,

You remember last night I said that I was going to get a letter from Chicago today? Well it didn’t come! Not even one of those darn little post cards, you can’t see me so I will have to tell you that I am tapping my foot and I have a great big frown on my forehead. O, I wish I could cry on your shoulder. I wouldn’t even mind if you teased me terribly if you were only here to tease me. I love you.

I spent most of the afternoon with Doro and Jean. June and I went down to Broadway and marketed in the morning. In the afternoon Doro and Jean came by and picked me up to go and call on Adele (Jean has a car. It is a model T coupe). We stayed and visited with Adele for awhile and then it was so hot that we wanted to go swimming so we came back, picked up June and our suits and went out to Lake Oswego. I tho’t it was awfully nice of Doro and Jean to take us. We went to an Alpha Phi Alums house. She has asked us out there many times so we tho’t we would take her up on her invitation. She has a darling home. The funny part about it was that they were having an Alpha Phi rushing party out there, so we rushed Jean. He was embarrassed at first but they were just getting out when we got here so it wasn’t so bad. We had a wonderful swim. The water was so caressingly cool (if you know what I mean) and it was such a hot day. June sat on my lap going out and I tho’t I would suffocate going out there and June’s no light weight either. She has gained fifteen pounds since she has been here.

George, I think Jean and Doro are really in love now. They seem to be getting more so every time I see them together. You know how people in love look at the other one when they have made a statement. They do that and I don’t remember anything like that down at school. And here is a secret, promise you won’t even tell Jim? Cross your heart? And when you come back to Portland and find out you must be very surprised even if Jean tells you. Jean is going to order a sweetheart badge for Doro. Now don’t groan because it really is swell. And please, please don’t tell because I promised I wouldn’t even tell you but darling how can I help it? You would probably read my mind anyway. Besides I’ not telling you. I’m just thinking on paper and you’re there to read it.

The time is getting shorter and shorter now. It is only five days. Friday we go to Dorothy’s to lunch and Sunday for a picnic with the Wylies. We have to give the apartment a thorough cleaning before we leave. With packing, too, we will have plenty to do in the next five days.

That swim must have made me sleepy. My mistakes are getting worse and worse. I miss you, lover and I love you.

Annie