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some of the weird tales that one unfeeling navy-flier told [[underlined]] while we were eating dinner. [[/underlined]] I have been sick at sea just once in my life up to the present trip. That once lasted but half an hour and after I had rid myself of soup I went back and finished my chops because I was hungry, and because I didn't want good food to go by the board even if it was at a day before the war. The trip of this event was a coastline one and was not a real sea-going test. So naturally my first crossing of the Big Pond is the real test. After we passed the Narrows and got out beyond Ambrose Lightship the riding was not as comfortable and we began to debate upon the relative wisdom of continiuous eating as a precaution, or continuous fasting as