November 11, 1933 - Saturday

Darling,

Last night it was so late when we got home that I didn’t get a chance to write. We went to Aqua Caliente last night, Jack, Alice, Steve and I. We went to dinner and dance. They had an Armistice Day program which was very entertaining. The climax of the program was a fan dance. The dancer wore absolutely no clothing and was covered by two huge feather fans only. It was very colorful to say the least and we had a gay time. It was the first time the four of us had been out together in almost six years.

Yesterday afternoon I spent in San Diego. I went over to get the battery on Steve’s car fixed and also to do some shopping. I wanted to get something for Alice. I got two yellow pottery candlesticks and a bowl to match. She seems quite delighted with them. I was going to keep them until I left but then I got too curious to see how they looked.

The reason this writing is so peculiar is that I am writing standing up.

I’m sorry the letter’s so short dear but I want to have it ready to mail.

I love you, sweetheart

Annie

George darling,

My last letters have been very unsatisfactory, I am afraid.  I can’t tell you how sorry I am, sweetheart. They have been written in too much of a hurry so that I could mail a letter when the opportunity came up. Tonight Jack and Alice were invited out to dinner and I went out on the “Dobbin” and had dinner with Steve. He has the duty this weekend which means that he has to stay on the ship until Monday afternoon. He had planned a riding party for the four of us and lunch at Caliente for tomorrow but he couldn’t find anyone to take the duty for him. So instead he has asked the three of us out there to dinner again tomorrow night. I am getting almost embarrassed to go out here anymore.  But I guess as long as Steve realizes how I feel (and he does, dear) then I don’t have to worry about what the rest of the officers think. I got home about ten o’clock (we saw a movie on board, too) but Alice and Jack are going dancing after their dinner party so they won’t be home until much later.

There must have been big things going on at Portland tonight. I was in a perfect tizzy all afternoon and this evening until I heard the good old “Oregon, our Alma Mater” song over the Saturday Night Dancing Party program. I wish I could be with you up there celebrating our victory. I wonder if you went to Portland but you must have with all the free rides up there that I was reading about in the Emerald before I left. Did you have a good time? Was the game exciting? But of course it must have been. O, I wish I could have been there. I wonder what you are doing tonight?

Tonight I got on the trail of a very dear friend of mind that I haven’t heard from in years. She was the daughter of a Navy officer and she married a Navy officer. After she married I lost track of her but tonight I met three Naval officers that seemed to know them quite well. In fact one of them even knew her mother and father. Best of all they all seemed to be of the opinion that she and her husband were due to be stationed in Berkeley very soon and that her father and mother were in San Diego now! Needless to say I was pretty excited. She used to be my best friend when I was a freshman in high school. I have also learned that there is a third member in the family now. I’m so jealous and I love you so much! I will be so glad when Christmas comes. It’s less than two months but it seems ages away. I am going home about Monday or Tuesday. I haven’t found out about boat schedules, etc. as yet. I have missed your letters so terribly as I knew I should. Because you see, dear, you have come to occupy an important part of my life.

All my love, lover

Annie.