Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San FranciscoThursday 26 October 1944, 9:00 PM
Dearest Wife,
Was I mad
this morning. It must have been past
1:00 AM before I finally turned in.
During the night the clocks were turned back a half hour. The mess boys didn't know that so they woke
me at 6:30 AM. Now I'll be short the
half hour from 6:30 to 7:00 AM that I usually sleep in.
I have
arranged my hours of work so that I do all routine dentistry in the morning
before it gets warm and stuffy. For the
rest of the day I stay topside as much as possible.
This morning
after I finished up my appointments I got another tetanus shot and my arm has
been sore ever since. I've had many
shots but this is the first time I got a real reaction.
The other
day, I picked up a magazine you might enjoy.
It is called "The Woman" and is a digest magazine such as
"Readers Digest." There were
several articles I enjoyed reading and I know you would also.
This
afternoon with my sore arm and the warm weather, I found me a cool, shady spot
on the captain's bridge and read for a while.
In the late afternoon the captain invited our exec and me into his cabin
for a cup of coffee. Then I visited the
navigation bridge until dinner which was lousy.
This evening,
the exec, Hansen, Cox and I went to the wardroom and played a few games of
"Peek" which I described to you a long time ago.
Sweet, I do
feel punk tonight. My arm is sore and
achy and I'm perspiring to beat the band.
Good night Honey until tomorrow.
I love you as always.
Your one and only
Gil
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