Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Tuesday, 9 January
1945, 7:20 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Well the mail
man broke down today and brought me a few letters. I got two which you wrote on the 29th of
December, a letter from Ethyl, one from your mother and two from patients. One (a Mrs. Wirz) writes, "Tell the Navy
to let you come home--I need you greatly--I never did like false
teeth." I'd like to come home too
but for another reason.
Evidently the
kids are over their indispositions and I'm glad. Guess the letter to Uncle Mike hit just at
the right time. I was inquiring if Bob
could be congratulated yet and there was the baby awaiting my letter. I'm glad your mother feels better too. That makes a full house (of well people).
I don't know
if I have all my Xmas gifts yet. There
was nothing from you, Libby or your mother. I know something is on the way. However, if they get here for my birthday,
I'll be even more pleased than if they got here for Xmas.
As usual today
began with work. By 11:00 AM I had
placed twelve fillings and examined three officers for promotion. I had lunch and after that went ashore with a
couple of officers. Had a few beers and
a whiskey and water. But not enough to
upset my sobriety. At the Officers' Club
I met that Dr. Arnerich I mentioned meeting once before. We got back at 6:20 PM just in time to have
dinner.
The movie
tonight is Gene Tierney in "Laura," supposedly a 4.0 picture. I do hope so; the Abbott and Costello movie
last night was disappointing.
So I haven't
told you I love you lately, eh? Well silly girl, I do and if repeating will
make you happier, here goes. I love you
Eleanor, my Sweet. I always have and
always will.
Guess you
haven't changed any after all. Do you remember
how you always chided me for not telling you how much I loved you? And you still are. Well when I get back I'll convince you by
various and devious methods.
Until then
darling, take it easy. I'll see you in
my dreams.
Love,
Gil
Gil at Officers' Club
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