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We had a Road Watch mission during Pase III- So my buddy and I set up in a cornfield to watch the intersection. The old farmer came out his back door with a double barreled shotgun, walking towards us. We put our hands up and told him what we were doing. He said no problem and invited us up to his front porch, which we politely declined. About 30 minutes later, his wife came out with hot home-made biscuits and Spam. The best meal I had ever eaten out in the field, the Spam tasted like Prime Rib....
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