Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Monday, 5 March 1945,
9:50 PM
My Darling,
How is my
Sweet tonight? How's about a kiss? Gee thanks.
I'll take a rain check on that one too.
Had a full
morning booked with patients from another ship, but they didn't show so I had
the morning to myself. Just chased
around doing little things but nothing to talk about.
After lunch I
saw a couple of patients. Then a Dr.
Travis from another ship came over. We got a party together and went ashore for
a few drinks. We got back to the ship
about 5:00 PM feeling pretty good.
I showered
and changed for dinner. I invited the
doctor to be my guest but the guy was pretty high and couldn't eat. After chow I took him down to sick bay and
got him to take a cold shower and drink some coffee. I tried to get him to stay till morning but
he insisted on returning to his ship. So
I got a boat and took him back. Returned just in time for movies.
The picture
was a repeat "The Very Thought of You" with Dennis Morgan, but I
enjoyed it anyway.
No mail again
today. Guess another stack will
accumulate before I receive more. Then
I'll have a gala day reading letters from my Sweetheart
Nothing new
or different Honey. I have a big stack
of mail to censor as soon as I'm finished here.
And then I'm going to bed and dream about us.
Good night my
darling, gosh but I feel loving tonight and not a damn thing I can do about it.
Yours always,
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