Sunday, 12 November
1945, 8:30 PM
Correct date--Sunday 11 November 1945
Dearest Eleanor,
Well here I
am again or should I say still. The same
exciting routine prevails. Eat, sleep,
read, and kill time.
Two things
happened today to break up the usual routine.
First I got a New Year's greeting from my cousin Nat in Brooklyn. Remember him? He is the cousin with the bum
arm. I wonder whether or not it is all
right now. The second event just
illustrates naval efficiency. Today three young ensigns reported for duty
aboard the Ocelot. When they left the
United States, the news about the storm and the fate of the "Mighty
O" had already broken. Though they
brought the facts to the attention of the authorities in Frisco, they were sent
on anyway. Don't say it. I already have.
That is all
the dope for today. Nothing new, good or
bad. In fact--nothing.
Goodnight
Sweet I hope your patience hasn't entirely run out.
Love,
Gil
P.S. Hope you've
received my claim check. Just mentioning
it so you'll know I sent it.
Tonight's
movie was another repeat performance for us "Blonde from Brooklyn."
Gil
Fate of the "Mighty O"
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