Lieut. Gilbert
Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O.
San Francisco
Sunday 15 July 1945,
10:30 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Hello honey,
here I am once more. Today being Sunday
I only worked a half day. In the early
afternoon I spent a couple of hours and finished the trinket I'm sending you
for our eleventh anniversary. Do you
remember many years ago when I made a ring for you and gave it to you on your
birthday? Wish I could give you this
gift in person but I'll postpone collecting the kiss for a couple of months
more.
The mail
brought me two letters from you, one from your mother, a box of figs and dates
from Uncle Bill, and a dental magazine.
Not Bad! Now to your letters.
What's the
deal with Betty? Is she staying on or
leaving?
The best thing that could happen to Dick would
be for him to be transferred to some base at some distance from any city with
no car available. If he's purposely
running himself down he'll have a rude awakening one of these days. The old body will take so much and no more. Guess he's too young and irresponsible to
realize.
I'll try to
run over to see Simmie again someday this coming week, probably Friday.
No. At the meeting, I didn't run into any doctors
that I knew from home or school. All the
men in this group seem to be from Chicago and the East Coast. God alone knows where some of the men are
that are out this way.
I enjoyed the
stories you sent me. I just finished
reading "Anna and the King of Siam" but darned if I can remember the
authoress' name. Now I'm reading Joe E
Brown's "Your Boy and Mine."
Both are interesting and worth reading.
After dinner
tonight we played cribbage as usual and when we finished we were greeted by a
terrific downpour. It rained so hard
that you couldn't see more than a couple of feet in front of you. Anyway I got out of my regular clothes and
changed into a rain outfit I have. It consists
of a rubber overall that ties around the ankles and a rubber slipover jacket
with a hood to cover your head. With
that gear on it could rain and rain and I'd never even get damp. Anyway by the time the two shorts were over
it had quieted down considerably but it is still raining. The movie was "God is My Co-Pilot"
with Dennis Morgan and was quite good.
I'm enclosing
a new item from the ship's paper that was interesting. Anything with sex involved is interesting out
here.
Enough drivel
for now so I'll sign off. Goodnight my
Darling, I'll see you in my dreams.
Loving you always
Gil
