Showing posts with label Bergmans. Show all posts
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Extra Whiff of Gas

U.S.S. OCELOT (IX-110)
c/o Fleet Post Office
San Francisco, California
Friday 31 August 1945, 10:15 PM

Dearest Eleanor,
          Hello Sweet.  It is the end of another month.  One of these days, the end of the month will be the time for sending out statements and paying bills.  Will I love it!
          Had another busy morning but had nothing to do in the afternoon, field day you know.  So I read for awhile and then showered and dressed for dinner.  After that a little cribbage until movie time and after that here I am.  Tonight's movie was "Salome, Where She Danced."  She wasn't a bad little number but the movie itself stank.  Guess we can't have everything, can we?
          I got letters from you marked the 22nd and 24th and one from my mother.  I still haven't written anyone.  I owe practically everyone.  One of these days I'll get ambitious and catch up.
          Your letter of the 22nd was the letter Libby sent to you, so there isn't much for me to say there.  She is really worried about Nat though she doesn't write like she is.  At least that is my impression.
          I'm glad the Bergmans arrived. Now you'll company until you leave Lake Arrowhead.
          Tell "I" he has a refund coming.  He gets an extra whiff of gas the next time I work on him.
          I really haven't thought too much about an office.  I'll be back in the states with time to serve in the Navy.  That'll give me a chance to look around.  At least that's the way I've got it doped out now.
          Censorship has not been lifted as yet but as soon as it is I'll have lots to tell you.
          In the meantime darling keep hoping and maybe one day real soon the happy news that I'm coming home will become a reality.  Night my love until tomorrow.
Devotedly,
Gil







All Patients Are the Same When They Are On the Mend


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Thursday 14 December 1944, 8:30 PM

Dearest Eleanor,

          Just came down from the early movie.  I don't know when I've enjoyed anything so much.  It was "Casanova Brown" with Gary Cooper, Theresa Wright, Frank Morgan and Anita Louise.  You must see it.  I'll not spoil it by telling you about it.

          No mail today, just the regular routine.  Saw a few patients in the morning, three off another ship and an additional one this afternoon.

          We've worked out something different for our Xmas menu.  I'll send it along to you as soon as they're run.  By the way, enclosed is an additional bit of humor.  Save it.

          I've been catching up on my mail.  Wrote Libby, the Bergmans, Ruth and your mother, Ethyl and Ward Gilman.  Will do another stack tonight and in a couple of days maybe I'll be all caught up.

          Ambie is feeling better.  All patients are the same when they are on the mend.  Complaints galore, but no sympathy from anyone.

          Just for lack of something different to do, I'm going to raise a mustache and a goatee, get a picture taken and zip it off again.

          Dear, get Dave to buy a roll of 35 mm film for a miniature camera (black and white) and air mail it to me.  Also if it is possible to make recordings of some of our party records I could sure use them. One disc recorded at 33-1/3 speed should accommodate five or six records.  Try it and see what you can do.

          Darling, do you remember Linda's first Xmas?  She really didn't know what it was about but we did.  After the war we'll do as before and enjoy all events to the fullest.

          Good night my love, my sweet, how I wish you were here of I was there.  Gimme a kiss!  Another! Let's go to bed.

Love,

Gil

Moved Gear to New Quarters


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
          U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
              Sunday 15 October 1944, 7:30 PM

Dearest Eleanor,

          Hello darling.  I hit the jackpot again today, four letters from you, one from Deb and one from the Bergmans.  This has been a hot, sultry, very busy day.  After lunch I had my gear moved into my new quarters but it will take a couple of days, probably, before I get everything squared away.

          About 3:00 PM today it began to rain and has continued on and off for the past four hours.  It was a nice gentle rain and I stood out in it just trying to cool off.

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on there won't be any movie tonight which is the reason for my writing a couple of hours earlier than usual.  I have all your letters in chronological order and will try to answer all your questions as fully as possible.  Some I've already answered a couple of times but will repeat where necessary.

          Dick's illness does sound serious.  Maybe the Markowitzes have learned a lesson and will keep a close tab on Dick.  I'm just as sick of male company as you are of female and I don't even know where I could find anyone to respond to overtures even if I wished it.

          Guess again darling.  Mary was not right.  She never could have been more wrong.  I never wanted to leave and am just living for the day when I come back to you and our girls.

          I've received all the music you sent. (I believe).  There were three separate envelopes.  I really don't believe Leon will be able to enlighten you any.  Tell him for me that he is a flag waver from way back.

          Honey I've bought many items with no one in particular in mind.  Some I'll be able to send on and others  
 
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          When you get the box pick out what you want first and then pass the rest on as you see fit.  There'll be several duplications.

          You are right in what you read between the lines.  Wish I could explain more fully but that is impossible.  Of course, dear, I don't expect you to be content with our present set up but still we can't change the situation, so we must make the best of it.  It may not be any consolation but your load is lots easier than many, many service wives.  However, let's not rehash that anymore.

          Yes dear, I have that list and will use it for Xmas greetings.  Please send me Bruce's address though I don't think it will reach me in time.

          Gee, is Dutchy still ailing?  It certainly has been a long time.  I do try to vary my letters and then I forget to tell you something that I might write someone else.  Then again some of our censors are rabid and will cut out anything that even reads suspicious even though no information is passed along.  For example I wrote I was the only man on the ship with two navels and it was cut. (it better not be cut this time.)I followed: that if you couldn't figure it out I'd explain in my next letter.  The explanation is simple.  It's been so long since I've been with a woman that my "whozit" looks like a second navel, all shrunk up.  That fling consisted of dinner and plenty of drinks.  I didn't go to the U.S.O. show myself, hence no details.  I don't believe there is a ban on records to service people.  None of you mail is ever censored.

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          We still have the same number of officers, no change.  The Doctor and I are all the officers in the Medical Department.

          Honey, do you remember the letters I used to write you when you went to Philadelphia many years ago.  Your "Impatiently, Eleanor" reminded me of that.  After this war I hope it'll never be necessary for me to write any letters to my only Sweetheart.  I love you so that you'll never get away long enough for that.

          I've been writing for 45 minutes and it's time to sign off.  Good night, Sweet, until tomorrow.

Lovingly

Gil

 

Some Navy Employees Invited Us to Their House. I Made Lunch and Dinner.


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
          U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
                 September 28, 1944, 10:10 PM

Dearest Eleanor,

          Well here I am again.  Just got back from liberty and now for our little visit.  Several navy civilian employees invited us over to their house for some drinks and dinner.  Nothing had been started in the way of food when we got there so I volunteered to make spaghetti.  The shelves were loaded with mushrooms, tomato paste, tomato sauce and the condiments I usually use. I went to town.  There were seven of us men and we sure cleaned up.  I also fixed a bit of lunch, one of my crazy omelet combinations.  The place was up in the hills so we left at 8:30 PM to get back at 10:00 PM and we just about made it.

          Got a letter from you this morning and am pleased to hear that you are getting settled.  What happened to Wally that he is on crutches?  A thirty days leave is usual when one returns from overseas.

          Glad to hear that you were too tired to write a long letter.  I love to read your letters, but being so tired shows that you are keeping busy and I bet you'll sleep better.

          Just got a short note from Dr. White.  He says he has had difficulty getting together with you on an appointment.  Try to get your teeth completed and out of the way.

          Good night dear and I'll be with you again in the morning.

          Friday 29 September 1944, 8:30 AM

          Good morning dear, isn't it wonderful what a good night's sleep will do?  This climate would be ideal for the kids.  You'd never have to worry about whether they were warm enough or dry.  If they did get wet, they'd dry in no time.  Living in a place like this does have its advantages.

          Well, I wonder what the morning mail brings.  I've gotten replies to all my notes except those to Earl, Leon, Harry Sieger and Nina Hursey.  Wrote Aranoff and Bergman but it is a little soon to expect a reply.

          Do you remember how much we enjoyed Wednesday night at home?  After the war we'll continue but we'll know better about whom to ask.

          Bye Sweetheart must go to work now.  How's about a nice big kiss before I go?

I love you,

Gil

Ocelot Being Outfitted With Communications Equipment for Role as Flagship


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
          U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
           Friday 22 September 1944, 10:00 PM

Hello Sweetheart,

          Just got back from liberty and now for our little visit.  Nothing important this morning until mail call.  Got a letter from you and a home recording from Dave, but I haven't been able to play it back yet.  Hope I can tomorrow.  After lunch the exec and I went on liberty together.  We sat around and drank all afternoon and then went to the beach for dinner.  After dinner we played some miniature golf and got a ride back to the ship with some marine flyers. And here I am.

          I wish I could take you to the dance at the "G's" but--well why say it?  However dear, when this is over there'll be many dances. We always have and we always will go again together.

          Yes dear I am sorry to say the Ocelot "ain't" what she used to be and I won't be home for some time.  What is the $29 storage bill for? You didn't explain.  If you have anything you wish to send me send it on.

          Certainly you are going to Chicago with me.  You didn't think I'd come home just to leave again.  Silly girl! And Grand Canyon is our first stop.

          Last night I wrote to the Aranoffs and the Bergmans. So two more off my list.  And as far as Leon is concerned, he is right, but I wouldn't worry.  Everything will be all right.   

          Nothing more for now Sweet but I'll be with you again in the morning.  Good night and sleep tight.

Saturday 8:15 AM

          Good morning darling.  Just had my juice and coffee and now for a few more minutes together.  Just you and I.  I had hoped for some-thing in the morning mail but no such luck.  I'm sure there'll be some letters this PM.  I hope you slept well, that our girls were good and also slept well.  Gee, even to be awakened at night just to cover Linda or Norma would be fun.

          I have a pretty heavy program scheduled today.  About five patients this morning and a couple this afternoon.  That with some non professional duties should keep me busy today.

          You should be well on your way to being settled by the time you read this note.  Hope you haven't worn yourself all to a frazzle but I know how you are when you begin cleaning and straightening.  Maybe you've learned by now.

          Dear, do you remember the Coconut Grove and Freddie Martin, how we loved dancing to his music?  Well Sweet, after this war it's you and I at the Biltmore, Ambassador, Slapsy Maxie's etc, etc.

          Goodbye for now.  Will be with you tonight and who said I like to sleep alone?

Loving you always

Gil