Scared The Hell Out of One Sailor

Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart

U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco

Saturday 10 March 1945, 7:05 PM

Dearest Eleanor,

          Another busy day!  Worked all morning even though on Saturday we usually stand by for captain's inspection.  Just too much to do.

          Had lunch and then censored some mail until 1:00 PM when I returned to my office for more work.  I finished up at 2:30 and went up on the poop deck for forty-five minutes of sun.

          Then I returned to my room and read from a magazine.  At 4:30 I showered and dressed.  I scared the hell out of one sailor who had a code worked out with someone at home and was attempting to pass on some information.  After the talking to he got, I bet he doesn't try anything like that again.

          We had a nice steak dinner tonight after which we stood out on deck talking and enjoying the evening breeze.

          I wrote to Uncle Bill and Dr. Ivie today and have Ruth and Deb on tap for tomorrow.  Soon I'll be caught up again.

          No mail today, but who am I to complain with the sweetest, truest correspondent on the ship, as a matter of fact, in the Navy.

          Last night, I enjoyed "Winged Victory" very much but I wouldn't recommend it for you.  Now I suppose, you'll dash off to see it just because I suggest you don't.  Well bring a bucket and some hankies if you must.

          Tonight's movie is "Tomorrow the Word" with Frederick March and Betty Field.  It is rated as very good so here goes.

          Not another thing to write about.  Good night my Sweet, have I told you I love you lately?  Well, I do!  You'll have to wait until I get back to find out how much.

Yours always,

Gil