Thanks Waterwings... I really appreciate that. I have a short story you Navy guys might enjoy.
I was a patient on the U.S.S. Repose. In the spring of 1969, I was with the 2/501, 101st. Airborne Div. and was wounded in the Au Shau Valley on Firebase Airborne. After being medivaced down south to a mobile hospital I was flown out to the Repose where I got the best care anyone could wish for. After a few days I was allowed to eat "normal" food and
was brought a hot Roast Beef sandwich with gravy, mashed potato's, string beans, short bread and strawberry shortcake for dessert. I started wondering why I allowed my self to be drafted? I could have put up with four years of this Navy stuff. That old saying "The Navy gets the gravy and the Army gets the beans" was sure correct. I had been living on C/K rations and then L.L.R.P.S. (dehydrated crap you added water too and cooked) for a long time. Trouble was, there were too many times I couldn't cook that stuff and it would just swell in my belly and my tummy just wasn't ready for all of the great food that I more or less shoveled into my mouth. Yep, about forty-five minutes after finishing all of that great food I gave it right back.. I was a little more careful after that and they were a little more careful with what they gave me. After a few days I left that wonderful ship for the Hospital in Camranh Bay and the good eating was over.
Uncle Billy