During World War II, my dad, Gilbert Steingart, served as a navy dentist. He wrote over 500 letters to his wife, my mother Eleanor. His duty in the Pacific Theater took him from San Diego to Pearl Harbor, Eniwetok, Ulithi, Leyte Gulf (Philippines), and Buckner Bay (Okinawa).
After my mother's death, Daddy wanted to toss the letters. I convinced him to give them to me instead. The letters are a memoir of a remarkable time. Most of the letters begin with the words "Dearest Eleanor."
Fuse Burnt Out
AMERICAN RED CROSS
Monday night 31 January 1944
17:30 o'clock (5:30 P.M.)
Just finished chow.This is the first free time I've had
today.Been pretty busy.
When we arrived in San Diego last
night, it began to rain, and it was doing quite well by the time we reached the
base.The car really runs swell although
a fuse did burn out in Long Beach.However there was a box of fuses in the car, and I fixed it in a jiffy.
Applied for my "A" ration
and expect to get my book on Wednesday.Then I'll apply for my "B" book.
All your cake is gone. There is a
steady flow of corpsmen and doctors to my locker where I keep the two boxes of
cookies I brought last week.They are
At 6:15 a few of the doctors are going
to the movie," The Phantom Lady" with Franchot Tone.I don't know what it's about but it'll kill a
couple of hours. then a shower and early to bed for a good night's rest.It was 2:00 A.M. before I got unpacked and
into bed this morning.
I hope you got a decent night's sleep.Don't worry dear.Things will work out so that soon we'll have
more than just weekends together.