Spam Feast

[Garry Shipton (RIP)]

A corporal from the Hasty Pee's who hailed from Picton,and who was the company commanders driver with a jeep,who played baseball against my dad when he played for the Kingston pony's,shows up at the transport pool looking for my dad,He tells him the CO is having a little party,and he needs something for supper.Well,vino & spaghetti go well together,But it was going to finally cost them a 40 ouncer,So dad,on his run so called run down to Bari, with bottle absconded from we know not where,returns to his unit where the corporal is waiting for him.Not only did he bring him a sack of flour,but a keg of vino,and a case of spam.Not only did the dinner go over well,but dad & my scrounging uncle from 1RCHA,had a riproaring drunk.Not only was my uncle an artillery scrounger,but he also operated a laundry service on the side where dividends/trades were legendary.