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."
Eating, Working and Loafing
Tuesday29 August 1944, Morning
my Sweet. I dreamt about you last night.Wow, what a dream!It was all
mixed up but did we have fun!
just another day.The usual routine of
eating, working and loafing.Saw a very
amusing movie last nightI'm sure you'd
enjoy it. "Allergic to Love" with Martha O'Driscoll and Noah Berry,
Jr.It's all about this couple that gets
married and every time they kiss the wife gets an attach of hay fever--some
If it is I won't be going ashore until Friday.
about money.I cashed a $20 check with
Dr. Gilman before we left and since then got paid.I still have over $70 and there will be
another pay day Thursday.I'm sure I can
more than get along on what I get here censored Got a letter from Deb yesterday, but
nothing else.Bet I get several today.
Glad to hear
Linda is doing so well.I'd love to hear
some of Norma's chatter, but then I'd love to be with all three of my
girls.Sweetheart your last letters
sounded like you were so unhappy.Please
don't let this get you down.This mess
will be over soon.We're young and we'll
have lots of good times together.
always enjoyed life and made the most of everything and when we are together
again we'll have first, a swell second honeymoon, and then resume where we left
It's time for
me to go to work darling. So bye until tomorrow.