The Geheb family in Germany was always concerned about their adventurous son and brother. Willy was the only one of the family to move farther than twenty-five miles from the family home. Willy started out in Brazil then moved on to the oil fields in Tampico, Mexico. In the following letter, Father wrote:
May 15, 1924
We were very glad to get your letter from Mexico. It let us know that God is still protecting you. Sometimes, I had secretly asked myself where you might be and if we would ever hear from you again. Had we known about the hard times you went through, it would have caused us much anxiety. But you and we put our trust in God who will make everything right. Everyone here is happy when there is a letter from you and we received the things you sent.
In early May, we had Reichstag elections. It was a big victory for the conservative parties. Now that the new Reichstag has convened, the same old routine continues. Strife and friction among the parties doesn’t stop, and if it doesn’t end, Germany’s downfall is certain. The conditions here are difficult for the average family. Iron and coal are twice the peacetime prices; taxes and other expenses are sky high. The credit crisis is growing, and nobody has any money. Our former enemies, the French and English, may come to the conclusion that there will be no going back for them, and that God’s judgment will not fail to come. The world is great and beautiful, but those who live in it don’t understand it.
Paul and his family have been living with us since March. Paul had no work, so we took them home again. I will remain owner here, at least until the youngest ones are taken care of. Otto is now in Zorbau doing well and runs the forge almost by himself. He has become a good, skillful, and hardworking smith. I hope he will be lucky and get to be an independent craftsman, so that in our old age, we know we will have a place to live. Since there are so many of you siblings, you will look after us someday. Love from all of us, and best regards from everyone in Schmirma.
From your Father