January 2, 1943

We stand bango long before day break…I am reminded that this is 1943, and as I recall, the year Mr. Churchill had decided upon as when Britain would make her offensive. The greens, the water lilies and pechay are still shoveled out of a truck on delivery to our galley. And they still stink and are cluttered and mixed with egg shells and other debris that plainly tell its source as being some slop chute or hotel garbage barrel. It makes no difference if we refer to it as “greens in the garbage” or “garbage in the greens” it is still garbage, but they are still greens—and we eat it.

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