Miss Irene Wachdorf
St. Joseph Convent
1501 So. Layton Blvd.
Dated September 21, 1932
on stationary of "Hall of Philosophy/St. Mary of the Lake Seminary/Mundelein, Illinois."
You letter came in a hurry, but the one you had 'coming' back from me didn't 'come' in such a hurry. I'll give you a fine excuse for not answering sooner. I'm telling that it took a long time to think up. Here's the way it goes:
You see when we move in after vacation has closed we have to unpack, arrange our rooms, etc, and besides that a million other things. Well, I just about finished with all this work when your letter came. Well to make a short story long, I could have answered immediately but you know how we seminarians are--we just must keep our public in suspense. So, I thought I'd let you wait a while. Now don't get sore. We are all alike. It seems to be a habit that grows on one out here.
It's nice to hear the you are happy. In fact, it's one of the nicest things I've heard in a long time. But one of the funniest things I've ever heard is that you eat everything that's put in front of you. Gosh, the guy who said there is a first time for everything surely was right. Nicht wahr? How is the homesickness coming along? Do you miss me as much as ever? Aw mertz.
No, Sis, I was not made a prefect, thank the Lord. I have enough to do as it is. My year's work includes Psychology, Physiology, Ethics, Theodicy, Biology, English and History of Philosophy. Besides I was elected to take care of the fish, play in two orchestras, clarinet in one, oboe in the other, and then play the sax in the "splash" orchestra. Not only that, I am taking part in the tennis and golf tournaments. So you see I am kept pretty busy most of the time. I'm writing my fourth letter home tonight. If I don't watch out, mother will be calling up to see if I'm still alive. Talking about letters, I received one from home today and enclosed in the envelope I found your picture. You were all dressed up in your "Sunday-go-meetin' clothes," and if I do say so myself, you look pretty swell.
Well, Sis, I think I'll make my bow before I get kicked off the stage. Tell Florence, Dorothy, and all the Sisters with whom I am acquainted 'hello.' Is Dorothy over her case of homesickness yet?
I'll remember you in my prayers--as per our agreement, which was the you do the same for me. Excuse the writing and the slang, etc. I just feel kinda dizzy tonight for some reason or other.
So long, write soon, your cousin, George.
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