Ed,

We did songs like Shake Rattle & Roll, some Chuck Berry stuff, doo-wap, a mix of everything that would pack a dancefloor. We stayed pretty busy, but back then one job a week was considered pretty good, especially if you were a swabbie. And, as the booze flowed those gals began looking a lot better than when we walked in the door. As the night wore on, though, they got a bit more homely lookin'. By the end of the night reality struck and you soon realized that some were a lot older than you first thought. It was really neat watching all those drunk sailors trying to pick up gals that put their makeup on with a cement trowell. By the end of the week they were all on some sort of antibiotics and restricted to the ship.

Those were the days,

Gary

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