Lt. (j.g.) Gilbert Steingart
U.S.S. Ocelot, F.P.O. San Francisco
Wednesday 27 December 1944, 10:00 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
It is now 10:20. Just as I finished writing "10 PM" the "abandon ship" signal went off, so I grabbed my life belt and went to my station. Just a drill, however, and though I knew it was I had to act as though it were the real thing. Otherwise the men realize it's a drill and take their time. So much for that.
Well darling nothing new again today. I did tackle the most difficult impaction I've ever done and got it out in 35 minutes. Put in a few fillings besides and so another day's dentistry out of the way.
I talked the captain out of 75-100 books that he had in his quarters and had already read. I've got them in my room and have invited the ship's officers to come in and select a few to keep in their rooms until they've read them. Then trade them around. After that I'll break them out into the ship's library.
For the movie tonight we had a cartoon short, a musical short and a feature, "San Diego, I Love You: with Jon Hall and Louise Allbritton. The picture itself was just another movie but I got some real pleasure out of it. It's surprising what a picture of home or someplace near home does for a guy. There were shots of the Grant, San Diego Club, Coronado Hotel and the harbor.
No mail again today. That makes 4 days. I guess I'll get a big stack all at once again. I've heard lots of scuttlebutt today and some of it sounded real good. I can't discuss it but I may get home sooner than we both expected. Cross everything and pray!
And so good night. Pleasant dreams my darling.
Love,
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