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To: goldworldnet who wrote (377290)	8/9/2010 4:07:09 PM
From: unclewest	1 Recommendation Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 794043

The little military can opener is called a "John Wayne." We called it a P 38.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (377290)	8/9/2010 4:25:17 PM
From: ManyMoose	4 Recommendations Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 794043

I've used those things hundreds of times, but I did NOT know they were called the John Wayne. They're the best invention ever made. Very good steel. I carry one on my key ring and have used it for many purposes they were never designed for simply because they are so good. An emergency screw driver, and pry bar for small jobs, for example. One of my early jobs was putting together fire packs which consisted of six ration packs, a shovel, a pulaski, a canteen, and a tarp, all wrapped in the tarp lashed to a wooden pack frame called a Clack frame. The tarp was for sleeping. All six of the rations had an accessory packet, which included the can opener, a small roll of toilet paper, a couple of knapkins, a tiny pack of Chiclets gum, plastic spoon, instant coffee and instant creamer and sugar, salt, and pepper. The fire pack had six rations, so we were expected to be out for two days without resupply with three meals a day. War surplus rations had a little pack of four cigarettes, but by the time I was old enough to work all the surplus rations were had been used. I knew about them because when we were kids my pard and I used to swipe rations out of the fire wanagan and play war with them. We'd dig fox holes and eat the rations and smoke the cigarettes. The food was in cans. The main entree was a meat dish like corned beef hash or beef stew. The only one I couldn't stomach was Vienna Sausage. Some guys liked them so I always traded mine off if I was unlucky enough to get them. There's a secret to heating up the canned entree. You dent the can, throw it in the fire, wait until the dent pops out. Then you pull it out of the fire, dent it again and throw it back in the fire. When the second dent pops out, the can is heated perfectly. There was a can of fruit, a can of crackers, and a can of dessert, which was often pound cake or fruit cake. The food wasn't great, but when you got through eating it you were full, and it had lots of calories which you then burned up fighting the fire.