Yes. He was apparently well versed at tapping communications systems amongst other things on both sides of the border.
One of the stories he passed on to me involved an employee at a coffee shop in Frankfurt, Germany. This was a place were US servicemen hung out, and the employee would crawl into the heating duct work to listen for any useful tidbits that he could sell.
My dad and the guys he was working with got wind of it, so they bolted a giant loudspeaker to the duct. Next time the guy was up in the ductwork, they turned it on, blasted his eardrums, and laughed as the guy bounced up and down trying to get out as fast as he could.
Max, re: "@Duane: ...I have been forced to consume condensed milk and canned oysters...
I can't recall if I ever asked you -- who came up with this one? It wasn't another one of your mother's "experiments" was it?"
Well, my dad was a bit of a spy during the cold war and spent some time undercover in East Germany. I can only presume that he was captured and, as a condition of his release, was forced to take the recipe for this concoction home to my mom as a form of pre-torture to discourage me from following in his footsteps.
Attention Karen: Can't you make EELive a month later? Or get hold of the Gilroy Garlic Festival and tell them you'll have a bunch of hungry garlic-mad engineers in the area and get them to make theirs a month earlier? (or compromise - each of you move 2 weeks.... :-)