August 29, 1933 - Tuesday

Post Card

Postmarked Aug 30, 1933 - Astoria Oregon

To GLH, 5836 Race Ave, Chicago, Ill.

From AEP, 2901 Piedmont Ave. Berkeley, Calif.

Tuesday

Dear George,

The boat leaves at nine tonight. Your father took me down at four thirty to put some of our bags on. He is coming back at seven thirty to take us down and then we leave darling. It certainly is good of him to go to all that bother. It’s getting rather exciting.

Love, Annie

August 29, 1933

Hello Family,

Another week is going by filled with sight seeing. The days don’t fly so fast now, for sightseeing soon becomes just like everything else. I shall be glad when the convention starts.

Jim and I drove down to the gangster part of town today and parked the car. This is where the famous Maxwell Street market is located. It is supposed to be the seat of more criminals than any other place in the world. If you can picture a market on the plan of our Yamhill market and the paint into it, one third the room, five times the people, nothing but decayed fruits and stinking clothes for sale, little kids urinating on the sidewalk an flies so thick they bounce off you together with a stench that nearly suffocates, then you have a part of that indescribable filth. As you walk down the narrow passage way between the stalls and stumble over the garbage, the dirty sales people grab you by the arm and try to drag you into their places. My sales resistance is perfect in a place like that, though.

Jim and I are fast becoming an authority on the city of Chicago. There really aren’t many more obvious places for us to stick our noses into any more. The end of this week we are going to go up to Milwaukee on the boat. That will be fun.

I am fine with the exception of a bad cold and a sore throat. They always pass, though.

Love, Brother