Well, one night he was doing this silly airplane thing with the spoon and I just got tired of the whole deal and I was like, "Dad, you do know I can eat by myself, don't you?" He didn't buy it, thought I was joshing him, so I reminded him that I had been over in 'Nam and had my fair share of grub in the mess hall.
Dad got a good laugh when I told him about Louis Spaccarelli, from Jersey - every night at dinner Spaccs would snort whatever was on his plate up his nose and it'd come out of his mouth - green beans, carrots, pork chops, you name it. He's since settled down, moved to Salt Lake City and apparently he just does popcorn kernels now, makes his kids giggle. Just thinkin about old Spaccs makes me smile.
Thought I'd show Dad how me and the Boys used to do it back in '68 in Hai Phong; we'd get so hungry we'd eat the bowl. Oh, and for those of you that live in a cave: Hai Phong is a city with a population of about 825,000 people that lies in the northeastern part of Vietnam, along the water about 100 miles north of Thai Binh.
Is my mouth stuffed in this next photo? Yes, if this bothers you apparently you've never eaten in a mess hall and heard the pre-dinner prayer "Amen, Holy Ghost, eat the fastest and get the most." Well, you have now.
