Tuesday, September 22, 2015

September 22, 1933 - Friday

Hello Family,

The week is over and we have seven of the nicest boys you have ever met. All the boys are as happy as they can be over it.

I have not written before, because my time has not been my own. There has only been one night that I got to bed before three. I am a pretty tired boy, now, but I will be all set for school.

Bill Neighbor is back, and he is going to study law too. We are buying our books together, so that will be an aid financially. At that, they will be eleven dollars. That is better than paying twenty-two, though. My course is so arranged, that I cannot take military. Gosh but that is a disappointment; I had counted so much on the money. Perhaps next quarter it can be arranged, but there is no hope this one.

Jim and I were certainly given a royal reception down here last Sunday night. A fraternity may be a luxury, but it is certainly the most worthwhile one I have ever indulged in. This college would be one lonely place for me if I were so unfortunate as to have been relegated to the hall.

I shall certainly write more letters from now on.


Love, Brother.

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