Lieut. Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Wednesday 15 August
1945, 7:10 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Well the war
is really over now, the fighting has ceased. All everyone wants to know is when
do we go home? There are all kinds of
rumors but it'll be a couple of weeks before any plans will be formulated and
announced.
As usual I
worked this morning and most of the afternoon. Then I loafed and listened to
the radio.
At 5:00 P.M.
I showered and dressed for chow. After
eating we played cribbage. Now here I
am.
I got four
letters and the book "Lost Island" from Ethyl. Lately I've noticed that your letters are
often postmarked two or three days later than the writing date. Three of the letters were postmarked August
6. They were written on the 3rd, 4th and
5th. No wonder I've been missing days!
Gosh it would
be fun to take the kids swimming. Maybe
I'll be doing it real soon. I don't know
why you had to accept cast off of Loretta's clothing for our kids. I hope you won't take anymore.
Our bank
balance is way down. Have you paid
anything on my life insurance policies or didn't you get any notices? Looks
like I'll have to get out and hustle soon or there won't be any surplus left.
I looked up
the Time write up about Ulithi. July
Fortune also has as article of interest with a picture of the anchorage showing
the Ocelot very clearly.
How about
Leon? Does he report and ship out or
have his orders been changed? If he does
go, it will indicate that there won't be any change in tour of duty and I can
expect to get back as planned.
You are
peeved at a lot of people about how they've treated you. Yet when I get back, I bet you'll forgive and
forget. I don't know if that I want you
to be. However we'll never feel the same
way about a lot of our supposed friends.
Tonight's movie
is "Where Do We Go from Here" with Fred McMurray. I hope it's good. That is thirty for tonight so goodnight my
Sweet and pleasant dreams.
Love,
Gil
P.S. Did you take care of the braid for my blue? We might move up to Japan. I'll need the braid there.
Gil
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