U.S.S. OCELOT (IX-110)
c/o Fleet Post Office
San Francisco, California
Thursday 4 October 1945, 9:15 PM
Hello my Darling here I am again. I awoke this morning bright and early and ready to go ashore. However it was quite rough out and we would have had a wet trip in to the beach. Besides it looked like rain so we postponed our trip. Instead I saw a few patients--very few indeed--and then read and played checkers. Somehow the day went.
Saturday we are sending twenty-four men ashore and then back to the United States for them. They have the necessary points to get out. Among them are four pharmacist mates including my assistant Alexander. One of the other pharmacist mates lives in Burbank. If he gets back before we do I'm going to have him phone you. His name is Brinker and he is a very fine chap.
Late this afternoon we got some mail aboard. I got two old letters from you that included Arrowhead pictures, plus a Southern California Dental Association Bulletin and the August B'nai B'rith National Monthly. There is nothing new out here to tell about except that this cold spell is continuing. It is nice not to be sweating all the time. Sleeping in this weather is wonderful; one wakes up really rested and has a little zip in him all day.
Tonight's movie was nothing to get excited about. It was "Why Girls Leave Home" with Lola Lane and Pamela Blake. It isn't worth looking for but it did kill 1-1/2 hours.
Well Dear, goodnight and scratch another day off the list of days we are to be apart. I love you Sweet but can't tell you how much till I get home.
Yours and lonely,
Lake Arrowhead photos
Linda and Norma
Linda, Uncle Harry and Norma with others
Brinker stayed in touch after the war.