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."
Bought Grass Skirts
Wednesday 30 August
dear.How about a nice big kiss?Thank you Sweet, that was nice.Went on liberty yesterday.Stopped downtown and did some shopping.I am sending you a house dress, sun suit, and
blouse.For Norma and Linda I am sending
grass skirts.Here is an interesting
item about the grass skirts that are sold to be sent out of the island.The grass skirt that is straw colored is made
of material purchased in the States.The
skirts that are made up of different colors are made of the bark of a tree
obtained in the Society Islands in the French East Indies.I'm sending the kids the East Indian
variety.Your sun suit is called a
"malo" and has a sarong and skirt all in one piece and a bra.The salesgirl put the ties through the loops
and tied them so you shouldn't have too much trouble getting into it.
shopping, Graves (one of the officers aboard) and I went to the beach.As I told you censored What a difference!By then we were hungry so we hunted until we found a good Chinese restaurant.
I still like shrimp, et. al.Did we eat!
after dinner we walked around and at 8:15 caught a bus back to the base.Hope I get some mail this morning.Got a letter from Deb on Monday but none from
you and none yesterday either.But then,
that's just the way the mail is nowadays.
letter was slightly cut up just because I suggested the censored we would censored Sorry!
No more for
the present Sweetheart.Time to go to
work.Till tomorrow then