Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Tuesday 20 February
1945, 7:15 PM
My Dearest,
How are you
today, Sweet? Hope you've snapped out of
your last moody spell. Out here
everything is as usual. Lots of sunshine
and hot weather broken by light showers.
Went through
my usual morning routine of work and finished up about 11:20 AM. Then I read until chow time. After that I got some sun on the poop
deck--you'd be surprised how tanned I'm getting and all over, too.
I had a
couple appointments this afternoon but was all through by 2:30 PM. Had my hair cut and then showed a medical
officer, who was visiting aboard, around.
Well not exactly, he actually came over to see if he could get some
dental appointments for some men on his ship.
I'll take care of a few and made suggestions as to the handling of the
others.
No mail again
today but I bet I get plenty tomorrow.
Some of the men sure write copiously--the amount of mail we censor seems
to be increasing daily. Others can dish
out a slick line of bull. On the whole, however, this duty is boresome.
Didn't stay
for the movie last night. It began to
rain. I had seen it recently so I left and read instead. Tonight we have a picture I've never seen or
heard of. It is "Three is a
Family" with Fay Bainter and Charlie Ruggles. It has a cute plot and should be an
entertaining comedy.
How goes everything?
By the way don't send any more old magazines. We have plenty aboard between what both the men and ship subscribe
to. As a matter of fact there is plenty
of reading material though I
did enjoy the books I received.
Nothing more,
new or different to talk about. I'll
sure be glad when we leave this "joint" and it can't be too soon for
me. But then nobody asks me.
Goodnight Honey,
till tomorrow with love and kisses.
Yours alone,
Gil
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