Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Tuesday 6 March 1945,
7:10 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
I really
worked this morning. I only saw five
patients but the count for the morning was fourteen fillings and three
extractions. Besides that there were a
couple examinations and a denture adjustments thrown in.
I hit the
jackpot this morning. I got nine letters
and a card from you, a card from Linda, and a letter from Ruth. I also got a snapshot album from the
Goodfriends and a can of almond butter crunch from Deb and Dave. The album is very nice and covered with tan
leather. The candy is delicious and is
practically gone. Everyone enjoyed it.
This afternoon
I attended to my Mother's Day shopping.
Saw two more patients and then got forty-five minutes of sun. After that I had my hair cut, returned to my
room and censored some mail. By then it
was 5:15 so I showered and dressed for dinner.
After chow we enjoyed the cool breezes and the usual pretty sunset and
here I am.
Honey, I know
you are busy and if you don't get a letter off right on time don't let it worry
you. I still have the sweetest, truest,
most loving wife of any man aboard and I will understand.
I'm glad you
enjoyed the ballet and it's a date for next season--just you and I.
It is swell about Deb and
Dave. Whether it's an accident or
intentional I know they'll be happier for it in years to come. Yes dear it is their show and none of your
business anymore than it was theirs when you were infanticipating.
Honey your
outlook on life bothers me. You hate to
see anyone happy or making money and seem to delight when upsetting things
happen to others. I know they say
"misery loves company," but you never were that way. When I come back I want you to be as I knew
you, a lovely gal with a great big heart.
Please understand Dear that what I'm saying is not a reproval but rather that
you were so much happier with your previous attitude. I won't say anymore about it, but please snap
out of it.
Unless he is
very careful about the care of his feet, Dick's athlete's foot business will be
recurring as long as he's in the Army.
We have it aboard and it's a "bitch" to cure.
I'm placing
the bag and bracelets on my list. Hope
we get to somewhere that I may be able to buy some more novelties.
The donations
to the center fund are very heartwarming.
It is an important project and will do our community more good than any
temple ever did or will. I'm just sorry
that some of the diehards won't quit and continue to block any attempt to
accomplish anything worthwhile.
The movie
tonight is "The Angels Sing," with McMurray, Dorothy Lamour and Betty
Hutton. It's 4.0.
I'm all run
out for now so I'll sign off. Goodnight
Sweetheart and pleasant dreams.
Love,
Gil
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