Lieut. Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Wednesday 22 August
1945, 6:50 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Wow what a
day. The hottest I've experienced. I spent three hours in the sun on a VP
landing boat. You see at noon today I
heard of a USO show so I grabbed the only available transportation and headed
for the beach. I got a show for September
3rd provided that our piano is tuned. So on the way back I stopped at
another ship and found there was a tuner on board, but he couldn't get
off. I got back aboard the Ocelot and
took the problem up with the higher paid help; they sent a dispatch to that
ship ordering the tuner to come over tomorrow.
Hope it works.
Nothing more
of interest. I had my usual busy morning. When I got back from my little boat ride I
showered and read until it was time to dress for dinner. The skipper is "under the weather" so
no cribbage tonight.
Tonight's
movie is "Murder He Says" with Fred McMurray. The reviews aren't too hot. Hope it is at least average.
No more
scuttlebutt. Rumor has it that we will
go to Manila, Okinawa or to various parts of Japan. Anyplace would be okay with me as long as it
is north.
No mail again
today darling and I suppose from now on, for two weeks or so, your mail will be
delayed on account of your vacation, but I'll understand.
Bye my
Sweet. Until tomorrow. I love you and am counting the days till
we're together again.
Yours impatiently,
No comments:
Post a Comment