Tuesday, August 23, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Thursday, 22 February 1945, 7:30 PM
My Darling,
     Had a busy day today. Worked until 11:30 AM. When I got back to my room I found a package from you. It contained some socks, Reader's Digests, films and a recording. I haven't had a chance to play the record yet. Will do so after the movie.
     After lunch I censored some mail and had some more appointments. Finished at 3:00 PM and read until 4:00 PM. Then a few of us went ashore for a few beers. We got back at 5:30, in time for dinner.
     In the afternoon I got a letter from you. The Xmas card I sent to Mrs. Brown at the Tower Building was returned. Guess she finally quit (or got fired).
     The movie last night was lousy. It was "Eve Knew Her Apples." Tonight we have "One Body for Many" with Bela Lugosi. No further comment is necessary.
     You letter is marked the 15th so there are a few letters still to come. Something is mixed up. The Valentine I sent was to add to your collection. I sent Libby one as well. Did I address it wrong or what? Let me know because I want one to have as a memento.
     Yes darling, Dave's guess was right (I hope). The technique I'm referring to is surgical. I've been doing lots of it and some that I never did in private practice. When I get back to civilian life I have certain ideas that are radically different from what I had before I joined the Navy and I have some facts to back me up.
     Now that you are busy again with your social life you seem to be happier. I sometimes think that when you're teaching you lose out on your contacts and are more lonesome. That's the way it seems from your letters.
     No more for now so good night and I'll be seeing you again (in my dreams) soon.


The Valentine

Monday, August 22, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Wednesday 21 February 1945, 7:15 PM
Hello Sweetheart,
     How are you tonight? Good, how about a nice big hug and kiss? Thanks honey I'll take a rain check on that until I can collect in the flesh.
     Was pretty busy but managed to clean up the morning by 11:30 AM. After lunch I censored some mail and read until 1:30 PM when I returned to my office for more work. Knocked off at 2:30 PM to read my mail. I really got variety. A letter from you, Libby, Uncle Bill (surprise?) and a couple from patients. Then I got the course you typed up for me back with a 3.99 (I forgot to date it), a Dental Society Bulletin, the B'nai B'rith Bulletin and Bureau of Medicine literature. I also got the enclosed bill, please send a check for $6.00.
     From your letter I gather that your spirits are up a few points. Swell keep it that way. The"Sarnez" sounds delightful. You and I have a date to go there when I get back.
     You should be able to get by on $250 a month considering that the rent is only a very few dollars. Besides in about two months my pay will up about $50 and that will help you balance your budget.
     In Uncle Bill's letter he called Leon "commander." Did Leon get his extra half stripe or was that just Bill talking? So now that Leon is getting shipped out again he has lost all the enthusiasm he displayed for sea duty. My, my! I'll not write him. If he can't answer my last letter well then it's too bad. I suppose as soon as he ships out he'll begin to "bitch" about mail, but really he doesn't deserve to have everyone breaking their necks to write. Besides he wouldn't appreciate it. That much we know from past experience. Who knows, maybe out paths will cross. I hope we're going in opposite directions.
     Rose Goodman's son-in-law is making a great mistake going in with Bulpitt. However I gather that money means more than reputation and ethics to some people. I do hope he is never sorry for his name.
     The movie last night, "Three is a Family" was a "stinker" and yet you should see it if you can. There are the cutest twins in it and many laugh provoking incidents. The picture tonight is also poor but I'll go as usual. It is "Eve Knew Her Apples" with Ann Miller.
     I am enclosing a snap taken recently when I was ashore. There are several better ones but there aren't any prints available now. As soon as I get them I'll send them on.
No more to tonight darling, so good night until tomorrow.


Gil ashore on Mog Mog, Ulithi

Commander Leon Rosove

Unclear when he got the extra half stripe. 

Saturday, August 20, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Tuesday 20 February 1945, 7:15 PM
My Dearest,
     How are you today, Sweet? Hope you've snapped out of your last moody spell. Out here everything is as usual. Lots of sunshine and hot weather broken by light showers.
     Went through my usual morning routine of work and finished up about 11:20 AM. Then I read until chow time. After that I got some sun on the poop deck--you'd be surprised how tanned I'm getting and all over, too.
     I had a couple appointments this afternoon but was all through by 2:30 PM. Had my hair cut and then showed a medical officer, who was visiting aboard, around. Well not exactly, he actually came over to see if he could get some dental appointments for some men on his ship. I'll take care of a few and made suggestions as to the handling of the others.
     No mail again today but I bet I get plenty tomorrow. Some of the men sure write copiously--the amount of mail we censor seems to be increasing daily. Others can dish out a slick line of bull. On the whole, however, this duty is boresome.
     Didn't stay for the movie last night. It began to rain. I had seen it recently so I left and read instead. Tonight we have a picture I've never seen or heard of. It is "Three is a Family" with Fay Bainter and Charlie Ruggles. It has a cute plot and should be an entertaining comedy.
     How goes everything? By the way don't send any more old magazines. We have plenty aboard between what both the men and ship subscribe to. As a matter of fact there is plenty of reading material though I did enjoy the books I received.
     Nothing more, new or different to talk about. I'll sure be glad when we leave this "joint" and it can't be too soon for me. But then nobody asks me.
     Goodnight Honey, till tomorrow with love and kisses.
Yours alone,

Friday, August 19, 2016

Iwo Jima

Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Monday 19 February 1945, 7:30 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
     Just another day on the Ocelot. Saw a few patients this morning and then the mail brought three letters. Two were from you. Another was the announcement about the Community Center Banquet at the Deauville with two short lines from Marty. Some day I'm really going to tell that guy off.
     Both of your letters are of the 9th so there is still a break in the continuity. I've even had a letter written later. I got a kick out of the two snaps you enclosed. I noticed that all three of you are showing off the gifts I sent you. But Dave was the photographer. Who else could take pictures underexposed and out of focus. Oh well, better luck next time.
     I hope you aren't going to let Mary and her troubles bother you. After all, they left you alone with yours for quite soon time after I left so the h--- with them
     I'm glad you're going ahead with vacation plans. It'll all work out for the best. Yes the war news continues to be good and today's landing on Iwo Jima was long looked forward to by us. Maybe the Japs will give up a lot sooner than the experts think. A few more sustained blastings of Tokyo may wake those yellow skinned monkeys up. Anyway I'm sure that Japan will be hanging on the ropes and ready to throw in the towel within a very few months.
     I, too, am wondering what became of some of those packages you sent. The only possibility is that they weren't securely wrapped and may have fallen apart in handling and the address lost. Then again they may show up most any time.
     The movie tonight is a repeat, "Going My Way" with Bing Crosby. For lack of anything else to do I'll see it again. We've sure been seeing oldies lately. I do hope we get some new ones soon.
     Nothing more for now Sweet, so I'll close with love, kisses and hugs for my three girls.

Missing you all,

Article from the Honolulu Star-Bulletin regarding the invasion of Iwo Jima. Commodore Carter, commander of Squadron 10, was the flag aboard the U.S.S. Ocelot.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Sunday 18 February 1945, 7:20 PM
My Dearest,
     I must have been feeling pretty high last night when I wrote to you. Can't remember much about what I said. Just remember writing.
     Today has been an interesting day. I didn't have any regular appointments but was kept busy all morning and for an hour this afternoon with emergency cases from other ships.
     I had a visitor, a dental officer whom I hadn't met before. He is stationed nearby and we discussed several problem cases that he has. He is sending me a couple of patients that stump him. I showed him around the ship and invited him to stay for lunch. I'm planning to look him up in the near future.
     We have a couple of appendectomies to do tonight and the doctor has asked me to stand by to give ether on the second one if the spinal doesn't work.
     Do you remember the Arnolds, patients of mine? I made a call at their home once in Venice and you were in the car. They have two tow-headed boys if you recall. Well I got a nice card and the enclosed letter from them today. I thought you'd be interested in reading it.
     Got some more heat rash and so have been sunning myself some more. I hope I get rid of the darn stuff soon.
     The war news certainly sounds good in both theaters and the Japs will catch plenty more hell before this is all over.
     Nothing more for now Honey. I still am looking for mail of February 4 through 7 inclusive. Hope it comes tomorrow.
     Night Sweet until tomorrow.


Doc Steingart the dentist
and Doc Bushyager the physician

Letter From Mrs.Eileen Arnold whose husband Glen was wounded on the German-Belgium Line.

Monday, August 15, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Saturday 17 February 1945, 7:15 PM
My Darling,
     Here I am a little high but still--here I am. A few of us went ashore for a few drinks this afternoon and they were sure potent.
     Today was a special day, so I didn't have any regular appointments. Instead I removed a bad wisdom tooth. Then I removed a large cyst involving two upper front teeth. The results were good even if I say so myself.
     At noon I went up on the poop deck and got 45 minutes of ultra violet via the sun. Then I repaired to my office and extracted one tooth and filled two others before I went ashore.
     When I returned, I showered, dressed and was ready for dinner just in time.
     The mail was sparse today. A letter and a card from you and a letter from your mother was the total bag for the day.
     Tonight we have another oldie for a movie "Three Men in White." After much (?) coaxing I guess I'll go.
     Please forgive this rambling letter. You know how I am after a few "hard" ones. Tight is the word.
     Good night honey. I'll write a real long letter tomorrow. Love and kisses and hugs for all my girls.
Yours alone,

Fleet Officers' Club
for potent drinks

Saturday, August 13, 2016


Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Friday 16 February 1945, 7:15 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
     Hello darling, here I am again. Today has been a nice, easy one. I coasted along without any strain. Just the same, to date I've done as much work as in any month since I've been aboard
    Today being "field day," I hadn't anticipated working in the afternoon. But as soon as I got comfortable in my rack with a Coronet, I was called down to my office. I took care of a couple of emergencies. Then I returned to my quarters for a little reading. After awhile I lay down my magazine and spent an educational half hour reading the Yearbook you sent me. There are some new thoughts on the control of decay that are very interesting and plenty of facts to back them up.
     Before I knew it, it was 5:15 PM and time to shower and dress for dinner. After eating we enjoyed the routine breeze on the bridge. The sunset, however, wasn't very colorful And here I am.
     I didn't get any mail today but hardly expected any after yesterday's haul. The movie tonight is an oldie "Double Indemnity." I believe you saw it after I shoved off.
     So darling endeth another uneventful day. I'm thankful that my temperament lends itself to my adapting myself to any existing conditions. This monotonous routine can and does get some guys down but not me.
     Good night Honey and pleasant dreams. Dream about us when we're together again. Ah, those happy days to come!


Coronet Magazine February 1945