How Much Do I Love You?

Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart

U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco

Sunday 25 February 1945, 7:00 PM

My Darling,

          Well Honey, here I am again.  Got to bed real late last night and slept in the morning until almost nine o'clock.  Naturally I missed breakfast but had no trouble getting my usual juice and coffee.

          Didn't do any work today.  As a matter of fact there is nothing new that I can write about.  There was no mail at all this morning but this afternoon's delivery brought me letters from your mother and mine.

          One of our officers got a letter today, four days out of the states, from Texas, announcing the long overdue arrival of a baby girl and is he excited.  Who wouldn't be?  He has been on edge since the first of the month when the baby was due.  Now he knows it's a girl but not another thing.  Probably other letters written prior to the one he received today have the information and will arrive soon.    

          My heat rash is back again so I got some more sun this afternoon.  Guess I'll just have to include a half hour or so on the poop deck as regular part of my daily routine.

          Last night's movie "Enter Arsene Lupin" was just average.  Tonight we have an oldie but a good one, "Louisiana Purchase."

          I'm a little tired and sleepy and my mind is a total blank so there is no more for now.  Have I told you lately how much I love you? No? Well, I'd better do it now.  You do remember the song "How Much Do I Love You" don't you? It goes "How deep is the ocean, how high is the sky."  Yes darling that is how much I love you, only more.

          So long for tonight Sweetheart maybe I'll have some more dope tomorrow.

Yours alone,

Gil