Showing posts with label Pacific. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pacific. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Corpsman Painting

Tuesday 8 August 1944, At Sea
Dearest Eleanor,
     What a beautiful day. I wish you could enjoy it with me. It is warm and sunny and the Pacific with its gorgeous blue is as smooth as a great big pond.
     Not much doing in the way of activity. They finally finished messing up my office and now my corpsman is painting it. I hope to be back to work tomorrow. Bought some shirts and trousers and a slipover sweater for nights when it's cool out.
     I'm going to miss a few meals. I'll bet I've already gained 5 pounds and I'll be darned if I'll keep them. Been trying to get someone to work out with the medicine ball but no takers.
     Well, my Sweet, when this is over, you and I will have to take a cruise together. Just think, you and I away on a holiday and it won't be long you'll see.

Bye Sweets,
Gil

Medicine Ball





Saturday, August 29, 2015

Peaceful Pacific Misbehaved

7 August 1944, At Sea

Hello My Sweet,
     How are you today? Let's you and "Butch" and "Stinky" and I all get together and go someplace together. Well now let's see, I can't join you but for the next few minutes you can be with me.
     As I wrote you yesterday the peaceful Pacific misbehaved a little and continued misbehaving all night long. We had lots of sick men on board and "lots" went overboard too. As far as I'm concerned my appetite couldn't be improved on unless it gets considerably rougher--then who can tell.
     However this morning "lady" Pacific was much quieter and by now all should be feeling much better and by now all should be feeling much better. I visited with our navigator and watched him chart our course. He told me that last night at one
     Did you write to Dave about the Plymouth? Don't stall! Get rid of it if he hasn't found a buyer by now.
     My office is a mess. There are some pipe lines running through it and some work was done on them. These ship fitters must have been plumbers before they joined the Navy--what a mess. However all is secure now and tomorrow I'll resume work.
     Ate the usual breakfast. For dinner we had barbecued spareribs and sauerkraut with the usual salad, coffee, and dessert.
     So my darlings, we did have a few moments together. Bye till tomorrow.

Your loving,
Daddy

Lt (j.g.) G. Steingart

USS Ocelot 1944