Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Saturday 17 February
1945, 7:15 PM
My Darling,
Here I am a
little high but still--here I am. A few
of us went ashore for a few drinks this afternoon and they were sure potent.
Today was a
special day, so I didn't have any regular appointments. Instead I removed a bad wisdom tooth. Then I removed a large cyst involving two upper front
teeth. The results were good even if I
say so myself.
At noon I
went up on the poop deck and got 45 minutes of ultra violet via the sun. Then I repaired to my office and extracted
one tooth and filled two others before I went ashore.
When I
returned, I showered, dressed and was ready for dinner just in time.
The mail was
sparse today. A letter and a card from
you and a letter from your mother was the total bag for the day.
Tonight we
have another oldie for a movie "Three Men in White." After much (?) coaxing I guess I'll go.
Please
forgive this rambling letter. You know
how I am after a few "hard" ones.
Tight is the word.
Good night
honey. I'll write a real long letter
tomorrow. Love and kisses and hugs for
all my girls.
Yours alone,
Gil
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