Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts

Number of Days It Takes for Mail to Get to Pearl Harbor from Santa Monica


Friday 25 August 1944, 4:30 PM

Hello Sweetheart,

          Here I am again.  What did I do the last night in Diego?  Well we met at the Playroom of the Grant and drank until 11:30 and then some Chinese food and back to the ship.  This, being my second letter to you today, makes an average of one a day since we shoved off.  Be patient and you'll probably receive them all.  I received some postmarked August 17 and 18 before others dated a week prior.  You just can't tell about mail nowadays.

          Darling as soon as I know anything that I can tell you I will.  In the meantime be patient.  Had quite a busy day today doing dentistry but nothing more to write about.  I'll send those gifts along as soon as possible.  When you are on a ship, any item that tells where you are can't be mailed until after you've left--so they'll be mailed the day we leave.

          Missing my three girls more and more every day.  I am

Your husband

Gil

That"ll Save A Little Gas


AMERICAN RED CROSS

Monday 20 March 1944, 1215 o'clock

Hello My Sweet,

          Stopped to see Leon on the way and with the delay I arrived at the base at 1:30.  Deborah is still doctoring.  That's what she wanted to see Leon about--a doctor to go to.

          Phoned about our ad but no response as yet.  But then yesterday was the first day.  Got a letter from Bruce Stern which I am enclosing.  Dr. Gilman was tickled pink with our invitation so you can go ahead and make reservations, etc.  By the way, don't plan on riding with Leon if you come to San Diego in three weeks.  He said he probably would be taking someone down with him and I imagine that someone will be a "she."

          Had a very busy morning and when 11:30 came, I tore into those sandwiches with a vengeance.  Were they good!

          Dave is taking his car down next week so I'll drive to Oceanside and leave the Plymouth there over the weekend.  That'll save a little gas.

          After this letter I'll drop a note to Miss Earnest and then go out and play a game of volleyball.

          In the meantime my Sweet, keep that smile on your face and a little more hope in your heart.  We'll be together in Diego yet.

          A big hug and kiss to all my girls.

Love,

Gil