I'm sure you remember EM2 Becker (Hung Chow). On one of our WesPac trips he had a problem taking a shit. Seems as though he went all the way form San Diego to Pearl without making a trip to the Binjo. When we had been out about two days from Pearl I was having lunch across the table from Hung Chow and one of the auxilarymen was sitting next to him. When Hung Chow got up to get some bug juice his predicament was mentioned at the table and confirmed that it was still a problem. The auxilaryman took his spoon and put about two teaspoons of hydraulic oil from one of the drip pans directly onto Hung Chows lunch. As I recall by the end of the day Hung Chow made a trip to the sanitary tank and made trip to the sanitary tank and made a trip to the sanitary tank and so on. It was so bad that whenever he headed aft toward the head that all hands cleared the way to Keep the passageway clean from any mishaps. I believe this lasted for about three days. Of course my memory may be bad at 62 might have been longer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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