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,
Gil
Fleet Officers' Club
for potent drinks
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