Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Wednesday 7 February
1945, 10:15 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
What a
day! Began this morning with work
straight through until 11:30 AM. Went up
to my room, washed up and went to lunch.
After lunch--more work! First
thing I knew it was 4:00 PM and I was tired.
Under conditions like that a guy needs a drink so--I rustled up a boat,
had very little difficulty finding a few thirsty souls. We went ashore for a few hard ones (drinks to
you).
Got back to
the ship at 7:30 PM high and happy. We
ate the supper that the steward had saved for us and went up to see the movie
"Hollywood Canteen." I confused it with "Stage Door
Canteen." Anyway as soon as the
picture started I knew it was a new picture and I did enjoy it.
The mail
brought me lots of stuff but nothing from my darling. I got an Esquire, a dental periodical and six
Xmas cards. The way mail is coming
through maybe I'll get those other packages real soon.
Nothing new
to talk about. Scuttlebutt is varied and
very unreliable. Anyway the war is going
great and maybe we'll all be coming home soon to stay.
From the tone
of this letter you'll probably conclude "Gil is tight." Well I am, so
what! Quite belligerent aren't I?
Well Honey
before we get into an argument (we never fight). I'll say good night. Will do better tomorrow when I'm in better
condition.
Love,
Gil
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