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."
Wrote Five Letters
Tuesday 1 February 1944
Went to the movie tonight and saw
"Phantom Lady," an interesting psychological murder story.Returned to my quarters at 8:30 and wrote a
few letters--Ethel and Doc, "Wally," Bruce Stern, the Jaffes and the
Lodge.Five letters in an evening is
quite a record for me but I expect to do the same each evening until I'm caught
Now that I'm through I sure wish you
were here for a little "diddle" or something.And maybe Linda and Norma would want me to
put them to the bed.Well maybe sooner
than I think we'll all be together again.I hope.Won't we have fun--you
and I and the kids!