Bernard Scanlan - Neighbour a former POW
There again, I had neighbours of mine, who were former POWs, and I said to one of the girls there sitting at the table. I pushed the rice off the table one night, we were having dinner together, him and I, and he said to me, "Don't you like rice?" I said, "No, Joe." "It kept me alive for three bloody years," he said, "You'd better stick to it." I realized then just how much it meant to him compared to me. He was a very good neighbour, that particular one bloke, anyhow.