Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Ed & Karen Armstrong have provided a great story of a very special car in their past. I am glad that we have been led to these very interesting visits with cars from our past. I, for one, am really enjoying sharing them – who knew? I hope you are enjoying them also.

Ed and Karen submit:

When we were stationed at McClellan AFB in Sacramento in the early 70s Karen decided we needed a '57 Thunderbird so we looked in the antique car ads every day. We saw a '56 Cadillac Fleetwood Limo for sale and bought it. I fixed a burned valve, cracked frame and window motor. The chauffeur for the previous owner had taken it to Mexico for a complete leather interior. The picture is before we got a $39.95 (extra $10 for metallic gray) Earl Scheib paint job. They said the masking tape cost more than that. Gigantic air conditioner in the trunk. Great car pool ride and we could take four couples to Napa Valley or South Lake Tahoe in comfort.

Ed Armstrong
edkarenarm@gmail.com

Thanks Ed and Karen, great story.

Your comment about the air conditioner in the trunk reminded me of the old fifty something Lincoln my dad bought when I was just a kid. It also had the AC in the trunk with separate switches for the cooling system and the fan. Driving in the desert near El Paso he took great joy in turning on the cooling about 15 minutes before he would turn on the fan causing ice to form on the coils so when the fan was finally turned on it would literally snow in the car. My dad didn't have many friends.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Here's a very brief note from Paul Schultz with a great vintage picture of his pride and joy. Paul writes:

I don't have many pictures of my Porsche 356C, but here is one with me in civvies, Bill Heller in uniform, and Bill's fiancé Johanne.

Johanne and Bill found this and sent it to me a couple weeks ago.

Paul Schultz, Jr.
203-778-9164 Home
203-919-5600 Cell

Thanks Paul great picture and great car.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Back in October, I shared some great pictures of TJ Kelly's corvette that he purchased at graduation. I just received these great pictures of Gene Manghi's sweet little TR4 which he has kept all these years. Here is his report:

My Triumph TR-4 is not as fast as the others but I still have it in running condition. It was my only civilian means of transportation for a long time [which is not unique] and it aged. There has been recent restoration work done. Photo 2 | Photo 3 | Photo 4

Are there other Graduation cars? Many were turned in for “family” cars.

Gene Manghi

Gene has a great idea. While Chuck Nichols is doing his thing collecting pictures from our weddings (our first love) I have had some fun sharing some pictures of the cars (our second love) that some of you have kept for all these years. Given that Chuck's collection of pictures has included some from second (or more) weddings, it seems only fair that I expand my request for pictures of cars purchased at graduation and kept through all these years, to include more in the way of favorites. Let's expand the request to include pictures of those awesome cars from graduation which you didn't keep or even some great cars you've enjoyed along the way.

Since I have always enjoyed the many different cars (in sales I went through a lot of them) I have had along the way, I will start off with two of my favorites. The first (photo left) is the Palminto Green Pontiac Lemans I bought at graduation shown here when Ron Walter and I were traveling in Mexico right after graduation. And the next one is my current favorite, my Inferno Red Chrysler Sebring, hard top convertible which I just sold so I can replace it with a new 2015 Mustang. And, yes, that second picture was taken on the famous Lombard Street in San Francisco.

OK, you get the idea, let's see some great car pictures that I can share.

As I close, let me share one other item. My wife and I have made the decision to move back to the Pacific Northwest to be closer to our kids and grandkids. We have purchased a home in Puyallup, Washington and will be moving next month. Naturally, there are many things keeping us both very busy as we make this transition. Please understand that there may delays in getting things out to you as I deal with all these issues. I will naturally do the best that I can but your understanding would be greatly appreciated.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I just received a very nice message from Kent Brown (John Hayes roommate Firstie Year) who asked me to share the message and video link below with all of you. Kent received this message from Leslie Hayes Campbell (the widow of our dear fallen brother, John Hayes) and she explains the purpose of the video and some of the details of its creation. Here is Leslie's message to Kent:

Hello Kent,

We wanted to share this video with you. It was presented at The Meadowbrook School in Massachusetts where Lauren (John and Leslie's daughter) and our daughter-in-law teach. The school does not take the day off but instead, has an assembly to speak of the "why" of Veterans Day. A soldier from The Wounded Warriors Project spoke to the children first, and the video followed. Our son and his child were in the audience. Families are welcome to attend. 
The commentators in the video are first: grandson Michael (10), followed by John (13), and then Lauren and her husband, Shawn.
Warmest regards to you and Sherry from George and me.

Leslie
Here is the video they made to share with the students for the Veteran's Day Assembly on November 11th:
http://youtu.be/I7TpHhjLyzk

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

On this very special day for all of us I wanted to express once again the great pride that I feel as a member of this amazing Band of Brothers. It was very timely that a dear friend of mine (not a Classmate) was kind enough to share a beautiful poem (author unknown) that I found to be both profound and somewhat sad as it explains the place of our many veterans in our society. Given its nature, it seems appropriate to dedicate it to our far too many fallen brothers. Additionally, I just received a very appropriate salute from Roger Frydrychowski with his brief comment which you will see after the poem. I too salute you all.

A Veteran Died Today

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,
and he sat around the Legion telling stories of the past.
Of the war that he had fought in and the deeds that he had done.
In his exploits with his buddies they were heroes, every one.
And 'tho sometimes, to his neighbors, his tales became a joke,
all his buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer, for ol' Bob has passed away,
and the world's a little poorer for a veteran died today.

No, he won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary, very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family, quietly going on his way;
and the world won't note his passing, 'tho a veteran died today.
When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,
while thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell their life stories, from the time that they were young,
but the passing of a veteran goes unnoticed and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land
some jerk who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow, who in times of war and strife,
goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?
The politician's stipend and the style in which he lives
are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives.
While the ordinary veteran, who has offered up his all,
is paid off with a medal and perhaps a pension, small.
 
It's so easy to forget them, for it is so long ago,
that our Bobs and Jims and Johnnys went to battle, but we know.
It was not the politicians and their compromises and ploys,
who won for us the freedom that our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger, with your enemies at hand,
would you really want some cop-out, with his ever-waffling stand?
Or, would you want a veteran, who has sworn to defend
his home, his kin, and country, and would fight until the end?

He was just a common veteran and his ranks are growing thin,
but his presence should remind us we may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict, we find the military's part
is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor while he's here to hear the praise,
then at least let's give him homage, at the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline in the paper that might say
Our country is in mourning, for a veteran died today.

Unknown

This morning at the Virginia War Memorial, Richmond, Va.  No back story. Just a sincere respect and admiration for all in our Class of 1965. I salute each of you.
Roger

Thank you Roger and thank you all for your service.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I received this brief message from Skip O'Donnell with a couple of great photos. One with Skip and Marilyn in front of the Prep School and one that reminded me of all those beautiful fall days when we attended football games and could see the turning leaves for miles off in the distance. Here is Skip's note:

During our long Army-AF weekend at the West Point area, Marilyn and I stopped by the USMA Prep school Friday morning for a briefing and tour with the USMA Classes of 1984 and 1989.  The autumn leaves had just turned color a few days earlier and the Storm king highway was full of color. While we were visiting the Visitors Center on the old Ladycliff grounds, we met John Shuford and his family in the parking lot.  We stayed at the Days Inn in New Windsor/Newburgh Friday and Saturday nights.  Much to our pleasant surprise, we met Bob & Mary Frank and Ray & Linda Hawkins in the hotel lobby Saturday morning.  Although the game was disappointing, we had a good time with our 40 New England relatives over the weekend. 
Skip O'D  

 Thanks Skip for remembering to share.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Bob Wolff sent this report on the occasion of his stepping down as the Executive Director of the Society of American Military Engineer (SAME). Bob's report was so complete and well put together that I didn't do a thing to it except cut and paste it into this message. This job just gets easier and easier. Here is Bob's report:

On October 30 at the Army and Navy Country Club in Arlington, VA, the Society of American Military Engineers (SAME) hosted a Hail and Farewell Dinner to welcome BG Joe Schroedel, USA (Ret.) (USMA '75) and say farewell me and Phyllis after serving 12 years as the SAME Executive Director. The event was attended by 200 SAME members and guests, including the current Engineering Service Chiefs of the uniformed services and many retired General and Flag Engineer Officers who have been associated with SAME. Remarks by my son Allen, LTG Tom Bostick (USMA '78), the current Chief of Engineers, and LTG Robert Van Antwerp (USMA '72), a former Chief of Engineers and President of SAME, were highlights of the evening. Phyllis and I were honored to have many members of our family and 10 classmates and spouses at the dinner. I do not plan on fully retiring but rather working part-time as a consultant, volunteering for SAME and ABET (to evaluate undergraduate civil engineering programs), and going on more vacations. Daughter Dina and her husband Jim live a few miles from us in Potomac, MD and son Allen, his wife Shelley and their children Jocey (14) and Bryce (12) live in Carlsbad, CA, so we will be making frequent trips to CA.  We look forward to seeing everyone at the 50th Reunion.  Bob Wolff

Photo: Ballroom at new Army and Navy Club

Photo: Incoming XD Joe and Kathy Schroedel with Bob and Phyllis

Photo: (L to R) Allen Wolff, Marion Halpern, Shelley Wolff, Dina Rader, Jim Rader, Phyllis and Bob

Photo: (Back L to R):  Rick Shinseki, Mike Viani, Joe DeFrancisco, Frank Skidmore, Dan Christman
(Front L to R):  Terry Ryan, Ken Yoshitani, Chuck Nichols, Bob Wolff, John Concannon, Clair Gill

Photo Right: (L to R) Cheryl Viani, Nancy Ryan and Granddaughter, Lynn DeFrancisco, Phyllis Wolff,
Dorie Skidmore, Susan Christman, Sherry Gill and Linda Concannon

Photo Left: SAME President Col John Mogge, USAF (Ret.) presenting “Book of Bob”

Photo: LTG Bostick presenting a Crystal Castle to Phyllis and Bob

Thanks Bob, great report and terrific pictures.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I just received this very exciting news from Tom & Marilyn Kovach regarding the Bob Jones – POW display that will be available for viewing in the Arvin Alcove of the Arvin Cadet Physical Development Center (CPDC). What an appropriate place to see this display which tells the story of the sacrifices of one of our outstanding Classmates as well as the Alcove which commemorates on of our fallen brothers. Here is Tom's report:

Many of you are aware that Bob Jones, with the support of Ross Wollen, has donated to the West Point Museum his personal possessions from his 5+ year stay (January 18, 1968 - March 14, 1973) as a prisoner of war at the Hanoi Hilton in North Vietnam.  A display has been created and initially was placed in the West Point Museum.  Following a rest period for the textiles, a portion of the display was relocated to the USMA History Department's library to make the display more accessible to cadets - this being one of the guiding principles established at the time of the donation.

A second guiding principle was that Bob's POW display would be available for viewing by attendees at our 50th Reunion.  The current venue - USMA History Department's library - would not readily accommodate our expected interest in viewing the display.  Ross has worked with the Museum's director who now has confirmed that Bob's display will be placed in the Arvin Cadet Physical Development Center (aka the Arvin Gym) for our 50th Reunion.

The most opportune timeframe for viewing by reunion attendees will occur on Tuesday following the Alumni Luncheon in Washington Hall (aka the Cadet Mess Hall).  We can stroll over to the Arvin CPDC and view both the Jones POW display and the Arvin Alcove.

Bob's POW display will be available for viewing in the Arvin CPDC for at least the week prior to and the week following our 50th Reunion.

Many thanks to Bob and Ross for creating at our once-in-a-lifetime event this memorable opportunity for all of us to share, in a very small way, Bob's experience which occurred so many years ago.

Strength and Drive!

Thank you Tom and Marilyn for this and all you are doing for us in preparation for the 50th Reunion and thank you Bob and Ross for making this display available to us.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Back on October 26th I forwarded a message from John Pickler regarding. Many of you will find this very helpful in finding some of the many generous offers provided by numerous companies across the country that want to show their appreciation for our service on Veterans Day.

However, Buddy Bucha has provided the following warning to help you avoid a scam which could far outweigh any benefit you might enjoy from any of the offers listed in that message. While it is rather lengthy the important part of the warning can be found in the first sentence. This caution should be extended to say, do not allow anyone to write down any of the information (including the last four numbers of your SSN) on any documentation you provide to prove your status. Here is Buddy's message:

The discounts are real, but we need to caution everyone to NOT GIVE THEIR SSN, DD 214, and Military ID, last four SSN or other sensitive information to anyone. There is a massive scam going on right now with five or six companies that are publicly known and well financed, offering discounts if sensitive information is given as a prerequisite. The end game is collecting the data for the purpose of selling it; leasing it for a fee; or to be used to penetrate the national data bases monitored and managed by DMDC, the DOD data center. If one reads the small print on the computer web sites you see if a vet takes advantage of one discount, say a buck off a Big Mac, the release is triggered and the data then belongs to the company offering to arrange for the discount to do with as they please. Veterans Advantage which is the largest and most respected of the firms offering discounts and benefits to veterans, and active duty, guard and reserve and of which I am a member of the Advisory Board, has been in business over 14 years and never has required personal identity information as a prerequisite to membership or benefits and neither does the Federal Court System.

These data grab firms are actually advertising they have the ability to check veteran's status using the DEERS data base. Unfortunately that is not true. DEERS by law cannot be used for any commercial purpose and furthermore DEERS only has some 2+ Million names, i.e. those who are serving now or have retired, separated since 1985. As a result the check by the intermediary often comes back negative (no record) and then additional information is sought such as SSN, copy of Mil ID (which is a felony crime to copy), copy of latest orders (a national security violation), DD 214, or the complement of DOB, Address, last four with which one can literally scan the entirety of the "federated data bases maintained by DOD including access to medical records from DOD and Dept. of VA.

Thank you Buddy for this timely warning.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I always enjoy sharing photos, especially those from back in the day. Here is a brief note that Chuck Nichols received and forwarded on to me along with a great photo.

Chuck,

While looking for wedding pics (should have something by the end of this week), I ran across a pic of (L to R) Bob Baldinger, Jim Berry, and Jack Barwis taken in December 1965 at our wedding.  A real motley crew.

Jim Berry, G-2

Motley or not, they are our guys. Thanks for sharing.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Clair Gill received the message (second below) from Fred Laughlin and asked that I share it with you all. He made these comments as he forwarded it:

The slate of candidates to be elected at the Class Meeting on Monday, 18 May 2015 during our 50th Reunion are provided below. There will be, of course, in keeping with Roberts Rules of Order, an opportunity to take nominations from the floor at that time. Our Bylaws state that we need to have this slate announced to the Class NLT 60 days prior to the Class Meeting, but I think it important that we let you know as soon as possible of the nominations. Again, per the Bylaws, our immediate past President, Fred Laughlin, chaired the Nominating Committee who did a fantastic job of balancing continuity and change in selecting these nominees.

Clair

And here is the message received by Clair from Fred:

The Nominating Committee is pleased to nominate the following classmates to serve as class officers for the years 2015-2020. We believe the proposed Team will serve the class well as we enter our post-50th Reunion years. Each member of the slate has demonstrated a commitment to the class and a willingness to contribute generously of his time and energy to class-related activities. The proposed Leadership Team contains past officers who can provide continuity and new leaders who will bring new perspectives to the next five years. While we on the Nominating Committee are pleased and proud to commend this slate for your approval, we are aware of the high bar you and your Leadership Team have set over the past four-plus years. Accordingly, with gratitude for the past Leadership Team, we present our slate for the Leadership Team for the next five years.

President	Russ Campbell
Senior Vice President	Bob Radcliffe
Vice President	Rollie Stichweh
Treasurer	Mitch Bonnett
Secretary/Scribe	Rick Bunn
Historian	Bob Frank

Respectfully submitted,

Fred Laughlin
Chair, Nominating Committee

Fredric Laughlin
flaughlinaz@mac.com
H: 623-670-7966
C: 301-520-8594

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I apologize for the delay in getting this second part of my report out, but I've had a lot of time on the road (a total of 4800+ miles) and it took me a while to get back to the job. Rather than just use the subject “Golf Outing Part 2” I chose to repeat the original subject lest we forget what a magnificent job Bob did for all of us putting this gathering together. In the first part of the report, I introduced you to most of the attendees (again my apologies to the ladies – it seemed most of the time when I saw them, I didn't have my camera with me). I promise to do better next time. This time I want to just share a little more of the folks gathering for a good time at different places along the way. Please note (especially in these first two shots the smiles that say so much about what it means to be with our dear friends.

In the this picture we have John Swensson, Steve Harman, Walt Kulbacki, and Susan Swensson gathering in the hospitality room. In the this picture is my roomie, Bill Sherrell, Pat Kenny, and or current President, Clair Gill all seem to be pretty happy.

On our first day of golf we gathered at the Green Course of the Golden Horseshoe Golf Complex.

Photo Left: we are getting ready to mount our carts and head out are, John Shuford, Joe DeFrancisco, Tom Henneberry, Chuck Moseley, Steve Ammon, and Chris Needels.

Next we have the foursome of Harley Moore, Jim Harmon, Clair Gill, and John Vann.

Now for the serious card playing that always goes on at these outings. Here are Steve Ammon, Lance Hewitt, Bob Harter, George Brock, and Mitch Bonnett and then from the other direction at the same table Mitch Bonnett, Chuck Moseley, Steve Ammon, and Lance Hewitt.

Each morning we had a very nice breakfast in the Lobby of the Best Western Plus where we stayed. Here we have Pat Kenny, John Swensson, Joe DeFrancisco, Steve Harman and Russ Cambell.

Photo Right: I was actually able to round up the whole gang (at least those playing Jurassic Park) for a group photo, and no, I'm not going to try to get all the names on this one.

Sufice to say that we were all excited and ready to play this most difficult course. I recall looking at it and thinking wow, beautiful, intimidating, challenging, and I really want to perform the best I can (not unlike my first real date when I was a kid in high school but that's another story).

Now this is what I call timing. I felt bad and apologized in both the first half of this report and in this second part to the ladies for not getting more shots of them. Well just as I was getting to the end of this part, my good friend Chuck Moseley sent me two additional photos of many of us who went to a local pizza and pasta place for dinner on Tuesday evening. Here we have Eleanor Vann, Lynne DeFrancisco, Donna Mastran, Cathy Moseley, Dede Malpass, Maralee Laughlin. And then, finally, we have the guys table with Jim Wood, John Vann, Fred Laughlin, Dave Mastran, Bill Sherrell, Joe DeFrancisco, Chuck Moseley, Moi, and John Malpass. Is it just me or does this seem a little strange that the guys and gals decided to sit separately? I guess it was just because the gals got there first and were already seated when most of us arrived. Actually, I would have preferred to sit with the much prettier people but these guys are always great to hang out with.

That's it for this report. Another triumph for Bob Radcliffe and a terrific time for all of us who were able to attend. Thank you Bob and thank you to all who assisted me in pitting this report together.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Wow, what a terrific golf outing we just had. Bob Radcliffe clearly has some connections in the right places because everything seemed just perfect including the spectacular weather. As always he put together a wonderful event that was a pure pleasure from start to finish.  At this time I want to acknowledge and thank the folks who stepped up to help Bob where they could. Jim and Janet Dyer assisted with the administration of the “games” and Bob wanted me to give a shout out also to several folks who assisted with the heavy lifting of all the stuff needed to keep the hospitality room well stocked. Thanks to all of you.

I'm going to switch thing around a little bit to introduce you to all the guys in attendance first and then give you a chance to see them later in just some of the many shots I took. This report will be in two parts and I will start with the group pictures where I got a little help from Bob Radcliffe and Bob Frank to make sure I didn't screw up the names. My apologies to the ladies (there were over a dozen in attendance) because I didn't get the pictures of them that I should have.

Here are the group pictures which were taken on the last day of our gathering at the Royal New Kent Golf Course (nicknamed Jurassic Park for good reason as it is considered to be one of the most difficult courses in the entire country).

Photo Left: Chuck Moseley, George Brock, Clair Gill, and John Howell.

Photo Right: Bob Harter, Steve Darrah, Pat Kenny, and Walt Kulbacki.

Here we have Larry Neal, Tom Henneberry, Chris Needles, and Jim Harmon. Then Sandy Hallenbeck, Bob Radcliffe, Moi, and Bill Sherrell.

Here are Jack Thomasson, Gordy Larson, Major, Russ Campbell, and Joe DeFrancisco.  Next we have Dave Hurley, Lance Hewitt, Jim Dyer, and Steve Ammon.        

Here are John Harrington, Chuck McCloskey, Mitch Bonnett, and Walt Oehrlein. Then Dave Mastran, Fred Laughlin, John Vann, and John Malpass.

Finally, Curt Adams, Steve Harman, Harley Moore, and John Swensson. Read More

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Coming to you once again from Frisco, Texas where I am taking a one day break from the long drive home from the golf outing in Virginia. I'm visiting with an old friend who is recovering from surgery for esophageal cancer. Not much talking but a lot of reading as he writes many notes on a white board to remain in the conversation between his wife and me.

Hank Kelley heard my plea for folks to share the story of their interesting trips and gave me this amazing story. I didn't even have to do much of anything except cut and paste to share this beautifully written and presented story. Thank you Hank, well done:

You mentioned that you were looking for some recent trips to share. The following is an account of a trip you may find interesting that I made a couple of years ago, and is recent enough that I still remember it. I don't know if I'm a frequent enough contributor to be classified as a member of the infamous "core group," but if some son of a gun objects, it's all your fault. You asked.

At some point, I don't exactly know when, it occurred to me that it would be a fine thing to walk the Camino de Santiago in Spain. The Camino de Santiago is a trail that has been used for over a thousand years by pilgrims as they made their way from all over Europe to the city of Santiago de Compostela, to the shrine where the bones of St. James, brother of John the beloved apostle are said to repose.

I think the idea of walking the trail is more a case of the event seeking you out rather than the other way round. Anyway, the more I thought about it the more interested I became. And so it became one of those must do bucket list obsessions, until finally there was nothing to do but hat up and hit the trail. Since it would require some effort, I thought I'd better do this before my fast approaching 70th birthday while I was still young and in my prime. What follows is a brief account of my travel on the Camino.

The journey of 500 miles begins with a little step (or something like that). Hey, for Strength and Drive 500 miles is just like a stroll to the neighborhood pub, right?

I began my Camino in Roncesvalles on the Spanish side of the Pyrenees. Not starting on the French side may seem like wimping out, but I thought it prudent not to have to cross a mountain range the first day out.

The route of the Camino runs across northern Spain, passing through the major cities of Pamplona, Burgos, and Leon before arriving at Santiago de Compostela. Along the way, the nature of the Camino takes varied forms; at times it runs along highways (hard on the feet), along country roads, shady tree covered lanes, rugged mountain trails, pleasant forest paths, and old Roman roads (very hard on the feet; no wonder the Romans aren't around anymore). At times it passes through barnyards and pastures, and often enough even through someone's backyard. The trail has been used for centuries; the route was there first, towns and villages have grown up around and along it.

Character building accommodations. Late arrivals didn't get a mattress pad.

The accommodations along the Camino varied greatly, from the primitive (see above) which included floors of school gymnasiums, porches of public buildings, old jails and leprosaria of centuries past, to some fairly modern and well-appointed bunk houses. Accommodations were generally first come first served, so there was great incentive to hit the trail early, get in the daily mileage, and look for someplace to stay before too late in the day.

The day's routine was as follows: get packed and on the trail by first light, walk, find a place to stay, wash your clothes (and hope they dry overnight), shower, look for someplace to eat, sleep. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Day after day after day, until the journey itself becomes home.

The free wine spigot. A popular spot. Many a pilgrim doesn't get much farther.

Photo 2 | Photo 3 | Photo 4

Pilgrims have been walking the Camino for over a thousand years. And all that time, they have been cared for and helped by the local people along the way. Everyone along the trail was always friendly and helpful, going out of their way to provide assistance when needed to the lost, injured, or merely clueless. The free wine spigot was just one example. On several occasions, a local inn-keep would provide a complementary shot of booze to ease the rigors of the trail. It worked.

Although I traveled alone, the nature of the Camino guaranteed that I would meet and travel at times with others. Small groups would meet, walk a few days, and disperse depending on the varied pace of each walker. Some I would meet again; others never. Some of those I encountered:

• A German man who told me he had visited New York City and run the marathon there. I told him I had run the Boston -- instant bonding.
• A German woman who in the course of conversation related to me that her father had told her that America was populated with the cast-offs of Europe. (I politely refrained from mentioning Eisenhower).
• A young lad from South Africa who told me he was a descendant of Thomas Jefferson. (Why is it that no one ever claims descent from John Wilkes Booth?)
• A 70 year old dude from California who was walking the Camino in sandals. (I thought this was particularly unwise, as the trail frequently passed though barnyards and pastures that were veritable minefields of bestial droppings. The size of some deposits made me wonder if the locals had an elephant or two stashed away somewhere.)
• An Australian gent who had served in Vietnam. (When he found out I had also served there, we naturally became "mates" and so spent a few evenings having a few pints and telling war stories and other lies. I feel confident he was the only pilgrim on the Camino carrying a map of Vietnam.)
• A former member of the Irish Army who spent some time as a UN peacekeeper in Lebanon. (No one like the Irish for keeping the peace. More pints; more tall tales)
• Two good old boys from Tennessee. We spent pretty much of the last week on the trail walking in each other's company. There were surprisingly few Americans on the Camino. It was good to hear English for a change.

And so we wandered and hobbled along across the Spanish landscape, drifting in and out of each other's lives, entertaining, irritating, and enlightening each other -- characters in a 21st century version of Canterbury Tales.

Two weary pilgrims in the square near the cathedral in Burgos.

There were a surprising number of injuries on the Camino. (Not all age as gracefully as the Class of '65.) Many had to give up their pilgrimage and go home. There were any number of twisted ankles. And of course an epidemic of blisters for those without much hiking experience. Every town along the route had a first aid station solely dedicated in the evening hours to treating pilgrims. The weather didn't help. Every week had several days of rain, often heavy at times. My rain gear worked great, but there was no way to keep the boots dry. I developed shin splints from pounding along the pavement in an attempt to avoid flooded sections of trail. I considered myself lucky that that was the extent of my injuries. I took a couple of days off in Burgos and Leon to rest and see the sights before continuing on.

In front of the cathedral in Santiago. The sun is shining and all is well.

After long weary days on the trail, I walked through narrow winding streets of Santiago de Compostela, turned a corner and suddenly I was there in the plaza of the great cathedral. I had arrived.

I spent 36 days walking the Camino from Roncesvalles to Santiago de Compostela. The trek was over, but I'm still reflecting on it and digesting all that I experienced along the way. And I expect I will for the rest of my life.

A poem tacked on the wall of one of the bunk houses along the way expresses a common sentiment:

Oh, we've been to Santiago
And we've walked 500 miles.
We won't forget the people
And we won't forget the smiles.
We won't forget Pamplona,
And we won't forget Leon.
'Cause we'd rather be on pilgrimage
Than spend our lives at home.

But I don't think I'll do it again.

Cheers,

Hank

What a great trip, thank you very much for sharing it Hank.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Let me start by apologizing for the typo that slipped by me in the report on Mike and Joy Stanko's trip story. I'm afraid I referred to his attempt to consume a “bug” pretzel rather than a “big” pretzel – that doesn't even sound all that tasty. Sorry about that.

Once again I'm sending this from the road as I get closer to Williamsburg, this evening coming to you from Nashville, Tennessee. A long day today, I logged 830 miles (actually a little more than I usually enjoy) but a beautiful drive none the less.

Now to the current story. For some time now, I have been trying to get the complete story from Chris Needles and now I think we have enough to share. Chris has not only been inducted into the Skydiving Hall of Fame (Note in the photos below that he is wearing the blazer that goes with that honor) but he has also been very busy with design and overseeing construction of the U.S. National Skydiving Headquarters which, as a surprise to him, will be named after him – how cool is that? This first picture shows Chris at the podium as he expresses his appreciation following his induction into the Hall of Fame. Then Chris shared these comments about the second photo:

I was quite surprised when the US Parachute Association presented me with a plaque which will be placed on the USPA HQ building in an early 2016 ceremony.  The bronze plaque reads, “The Christopher J. Needels National Skydiving Headquarters.”  The building, which I largely designed, is located in Fredericksburg, VA.  It is visible from I-95 south at Exit 26 “Spotsylvania”.  Take a peek as you head to Williamsburg. This second photo is of me receiving the plaque which will be placed on US. Parachute Association headquarters.  Some of that stuff we took at West Point really does help… The two making the presentation are USPA president Sherry Butcher and USPA executive director Ed Scott.

Great stuff Chris, congratulations. I'm afraid it may be a little too far for those of us coming up from the south but maybe you can share some photos of the building and the ceremony in 2016.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Well Mike & Joy Stanko have finally returned home but not without sharing more terrific pictures and comments about this terrific trip of a lifetime. Here Mike shares how they wrapped things up:

It's hard to believe that 30 days flew by so fast. To more than answer Dave La Rochelle's question, once in-country we rented a house and car in Sicily, then stayed in a hotel and drove in Germany before staying at the Edelweiss Lodge & Resort in Garmish where we primarily used a tour bus. We then rented a house and car in Italy. Used train, cab and local busses very minimally. Overall we drove about 1,300 miles and did about a 1,000 on a tour bus. This will be the last of it as we are now back home trying to get our “senior” bodies readjusted.

As for attending 2014 Oktoberfest:  Statistics - 6.3 million people attended; they consumed 112 oxen, 48 calves and 6.4 million liters of beer. Tent security stopped 112,000 people from stealing the traditional stone mugs. As for Lost and Found (Half-time stats):  320 pieces of clothing, 270 passports, 210 wallets/purses, 180 bags, 110 mobile phones, 100 sets of keys, 90 pairs of glasses, 55 umbrellas, 40 pieces of jewelry, 20 cameras, one set of ball and chain, a bugle, one set of dentures.

We were told that a new record was set the week before we attended - a “beer person” managed to carry 25 full 1-liter mugs of beer (something well over 100+ pounds). This photo was one carrying 11 mugs (1 stacked). Apparently the record holder had complete double stacks. The “tents” ranged in holding capacity from 2,900 to 10,000.

Photo Left: shows a “small tent” with a still civilized mob.

(See http://www.destination-munich.com/oktoberfest-tent.html).

Apparently 80% of all seating is through reservation. We were lucky in that we 4 got seating in one of the smaller traditional tents which was the only one you had to pay to get in to – took about an hour to get in.

Photo Right: we are just getting into the swing of things.

Then I'm getting ready to devour a bug pretzel, and, of course, toasting my beautiful wife.

Here it's time to play adjacent to the Kellerei Kaltern Winery - northern Italy. Next is a view of the top of the Duomo in Milan – it took 424 years to build it, I can't imagine how. And then visiting Pisa to confirm that the tower still leans – it does. I can just see Leonardo (not DiCaprio) dropping stuff off this puppy.

Here we see how four and half star dining works on a slope in Siena, Italy. And how they make it all work out. As an engineer, I love this kind of stuff.Finally, after leaving Milan 10+ hours earlier, Miami is a welcome sight.

Overall it was a great trip, finishing in Milan, Lucca, Pisa and Siena +++. It was definitely not for the physically challenged as we walked and climbed a lot.

Thank you Mike and Joy, I felt as if I had enjoyed much of this with you.  For others out there who have recently taken trips or have plans to do so, please consider sharing your pictures and comments like this so we can all enjoy (even if vicariously) your adventure.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

“On the road again!” Man I wish I could sing but I'm no Willie Nelson. Anyway, I'm on my way to Virginia (spending the night in Van Horn, Texas) for the great golf outing starting on Sunday. My motel has Wifi so I was able to get a message from Marie Lewis at the AOG. Marie shares:

On December 6, 2014 at 1:30pm, Wreaths Across America along with the West Point Community will come together in the West Point Cemetery to place wreaths.

Please see the attached flyer to learn more and/or donate a wreath to a classmate or loved one.

Thank you,
Marie

Marie C. Lewis '04
Associate Director, Class and Membership Services
West Point Association of Graduates

This looks to me like a great opportunity to make a loving gesture in the memory of a fallen husband, roommate, or good friend.

I look forward to seeing many of you in Virginia.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Here's another Bunnogram for your perusal. Pat Kenny just sent me this reminder that we are coming up on our last chance to participate with our Affiliation Class at one of their milestone events (other than their Graduation of course). I wish I lived close enough to participate as I, like so many of you, have been limited to seeing the reports of so many great events. These inspiring and inspired kids deserve all the support we can give them as they move so rapidly toward their exciting new careers.

Pat's report:

Branch Night, Class of 2015
Branch Night for the Class of 2015 is one month away!  So far 8 members of the class of 1965 have signed up to attend this significant event; there is room for many more and your attendance is encouraged.   Branch Night occurs on the evening of November 20th in Eisenhower Hall.   Our own LTG (Ret) Joe DeFrancisco will deliver appropriate remarks prior to the Commandant of Cadets instructing the cadets to open envelopes that contain their branch assignment.  The envelope will also contain their “first brass” branch insignia provided by our Class.  At the conclusion of the events in the auditorium each branch will have reception areas set up throughout Eisenhower Hall for the purpose of welcoming the cadets to their branch, and providing an ideal opportunity for the Classes of 2015 and 1965 to mingle.  As our last Affiliation Program event open to numerous participants a sizeable contingent from the Class of 1965 would be welcomed.   If you desire to attend please notify Pat Kenny at pdjkenny41@gmail.com. 

I hope we are able to get many more of you to come out for this milestone event.

Thank you Pat.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

My good friend John Swensson sent me this terrific report and beautiful pictures from the recent VA Conference “The Brain at War” in San Francisco where our own Bud Bucha delivered the keynote address. Here is John's report:

We were honored to host Bud & Chintz (nick name for Bud's beautiful wife Cynthia) Bucha for four days in San Francisco--during which time the Giants won the pennant. Bud was in town to keynote an extraordinary VA Conference called "The Brain at War" which highlights progress in the treatment of Post-Traumatic Stress, Traumatic Brain Injury, Female Veteran Issues, and related topics. Bud gave the keynote on why we should remove the D (Disorder) from PTSD, in order to remove the stigma and to facilitate veteran's obtaining treatment for their PTS. Bud's message is that while he is a recipient of the Medal of Honor, he also suffers from and has received treatment for his own PTS. It is my belief that Bud has saved countless lives of Veterans by taking this public position, and his unstinting work with Veterans is one of the reasons he was named as a Distinguished Graduate of West Point this year.
Bud was joined at the Conference and on the podium by Sloan Gibson, '75, the Deputy Secretary of the VA (and a former plebe in my English class) and by our mutual friend, the former Secretary of the Army, Dr. Fran Harvey. We were joined (apologize for no pictures of them) by Dr. Dave Larochelle, MD, who had been Bud's roommate and by Duncan MacVicar, who is also very active in work to support veterans here in the Bay Area. Ralph Adams and Bob Anderson could not attend the conference because of previous engagements, but sent their greetings.
Chintz and my Susan enjoyed each other's company and the conference, and Bud and Chintz also managed to sneak off and visit their grandchild in Turlock, CA where Bud's son is heading up a very large Amazon Center.
Bud gave two fabulous addresses to the 200 conferees, and we are very grateful to him and Chintz for honoring us with their presence and for encouraging Sloan to come out as well. Sloan and Rob MacDonald, both USMA '75, are working hard to fill Ric's very large shoes and the splendid legacy that he turned over to them.
See you at golf in Williamsburg next week. Warm regards, Strength and Drive,
John

John also shared some terrific photos from the event:

In this picture: Bud with his good friend, Dr. Francis Harvey, 19th Secretary of the Army.

Photo Right: Bud and Bob Obana of the VA, and John

Photo Left: John, Sloan Gibson, MG Myatt, Bud, and Dr. Karl Grunfeld of the VA.

In this picture: John, Sloan and Bud

Thank you John for this outstanding report and thank you Buddy (I can't help using the name I've always known him by) for continuing to make us all so very proud.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I just received this great report and story from Gene Manghi regarding an honor being bestowed on one of our fallen brethren:

Leslie Hays Campbell, widow of John Hays '65, visited the George S. Patton Homestead in Hamilton, MA with her husband George, children and grandchildren. The occasion was the dedication of a field named for her late husband at the Patton's Green Meadows Farm. The ceremony was part of Operation Troop Support held annually at the farm by Mrs. Joanne Patton for veterans and their families. When the late Major General Patton retired he founded the organic farm. He named 3 of the working fields in honor of 3 fallen soldiers under his command in Vietnam. The families of the 2 other servicemen, both CMH recipients, were also invited.

My wife Berni and I were honored to be with the Leslie Hays Campbell family. It was good to remember a Classmate and fellow L-1 friend.

Photo Right: Mrs. Joanne Patton is giving the Hays grandkids a lift around the Homestead.

In the this photo Michael Hays Jennings (10) and John Hays Jennings (13) in the field. In the this photo we see Leslie Hays Campbell with John, Michael and Lauren Hays Jennings and George Campbell.

Photo Left: the extended Hays Campbell family with Mrs. Joanne Patton.

It was a fine day, and a little sad.

Gene Manghi

Thank you Gene, a great report.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

 Larry Isakson sent me this great report of another fabulous trip being shared several Classmates. He writes:

We four Class of '65 brothers enjoyed a three week adventure in Turkey this past September, led by expert guides, Preston Hughes and his wife, Ann. It was a rekindling of memories of past assignments in Turkey for John & Karen Pickler, Tom & June Fergusson and Preston & Ann. For Larry & Rebecca Isakson it was an enjoyable fifth tour of Turkey with Preston and Ann as guides.

In this first photo Tom Fergusson, John Pickler, Preston Hughes, and Larry Isakson visit the Ataturk Mausoleum in Ankara. The next photo shows John and Karen Pickler, Ann and Preston Hughes, Rebecca and Larry Isakson, and June and Tom Fergusson at a memorial cemetery at a World War I Galipoli battle site. 

Photo Left: was taken in Konya, Turkey, home of the Whirling Dervishes.

Photo Right: lunch in Antalya overlooking the Mediterranean Sea prior to departing on a small yacht (gulet) for a four day coastal cruise. Looks like a fairly boring lunch with nothing but water, although the smiles look genuine.

Thank you Larry for a great report and some super photos. It looks like a good time was had by all.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

TJ Kelly came up with a great idea when he chose to help with our wonderful memories of those beautiful new cars we bought back in early 1965. Here is the story of his corvette which, surprisingly, he still has although he says he's about ready to finally sell it. I offered him a 100% profit on it but I'm guessing he will turn me down. Here is his story and some great pictures:

Thought I would share some great memories of our getting our cars firstie year. I still have my 65 vette purchased from A&C Chevrolet that spring. If I remember correctly he sold either 94 or 96 corvettes to our Class. The only car that beat that was the 65 Mustang as it was its first year. Anyway here are some pictures. One of the canceled check I wrote, thanks to highland falls bank who loaned us up to $4000 at 2% interest!(Note the address on the check and the price of $3817.00) Second is one of the owner's manual with the metal card in the back with my name on it and finally a few of the car itself. Have taken care of it but am getting ready to part with it and sell it. Brought back memories for me and I am sure it will for others. I even rented a garage in highland falls for $15.00 a month to garage it. I remember one of our classmates also bought a vette but opted to save $ by not getting a radio. He used to hang a portable radio from his rearview mirror. That might have been Andy Zaleski! Enjoy. TJ

Photo 3, Photo 4, Photo 5, Photo 6

While I don't mean to be critical, I am planning to purchase a 2015 Mustang, so I know that it will be the 51st in the Mustang series which means it actually came out in '64. I have no idea why Ford waited until 2015 to make a dramatic design change rather than making the change for the 50th model.

Anyway, I think this is a terrific reminder of the joy that most of us felt at that time in our lives and a lot of it was tied to those beautiful cars waiting for us down at Buffalo Soldiers Field. I can still remember my Palminto Green Pontiac Convertible with the white top and gold interior. Unfortunately, I didn't keep it long as my first assignment was Okinawa and they recommended against bringing a new car there. Good times – good memories.  

Thanks TJ for a great reminder.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Today I received a nice report from Bob Selkis which clearly shows that there are at least a dozen guys working real hard on their golf games in preparation for the big blast in Williamsburg later this month. Dubbed the annual “Darrah Bash”, which I immediately assumed was some sort of roast, it's actually some good friends getting together and probably giving each other as much guff as they are to the host. Bob Selkis is trying to test me by providing names for the first photo only, leaving it to me to match faces and photos for the rest – I'll do my best but please understand that we are dealing with a less than complete memory. Bob writes:

This past weekend 12 distinguished (?) members of the class got together at Steve Darrah's club, the Foundry, outside Richmond, for our annual "Darrah Bash". We had some great golf matches, lively poker games, and as always, embellished story telling. Although we have slowed down a little, the aches and pains more apparent, the competitive spirit is still alive and well. A good time was had by all.

In the group photo Right: L to R front row:
Sandy Hallenbeck, Fred Grates, Steve Darrah, Bob Selkis, Barrie Zais, Tom Carll.
L to R back row:
Steve Ammon, Pat Kenny, Jack Thomasson, Walt Kulbacki, Ray Paske, Bob Harter.

In this next shot we have Walt Kulbacki, Bob Harter, Barrie Zais, and Tom Carll (who by the way, is clearly trying to get an unfair advantage by distracting his opponents with those wild blue trou.

The third shot left: includes Steve Ammon, Ray Paske, Sandy Hallenbeck, Fred Grates, Bob Selkis, Jack Thomasson, and the man of the hour, Steve Darrah. 

Here we have Sandy Hallenbeck, Fred Grates, and Steve Darrah. And then, the other end of the table, Steve again with Bob Selkis, Barrie Zais, and Tom Carll (I notice there is no shortage of wine here). 

Gentlemen, my sincere apologies if I got a few names wrong.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

It always warms the cockles of my heart to hear about casual visits between Classmates. It suggests a closeness and camaraderie with a very large group that few in this world can enjoy. Dave and Marcella Gnau recently enjoyed such a visit with Mike and Joanie in Punta Gorda (someone had to work pretty hard to come up with that name – unless I miss my guess it has to do with a fat point). Anyway, Dave put together a very nice report with some great pictures. Dave writes:

Marcella and I had an opportunity to get a 3 bedroom condo in Port Charlotte, FL recently for $129 for the week (such a deal!). We contacted the Huston's who live in Punta Gorda (just across the Peace River from Port Charlotte where we stayed 10 minutes away).  They invited us to their lovely house on an inlet from the river for dinner on Saturday night. Mike grilled pork (delicious) and Joanie did the rest... Marcella and I had friends come down from The Villages where we live (about 2.5 hours away) for a few days and then on Friday Marcella and I went out to dinner with the Huston's to their favorite restaurant. Then, after dinner we went back to their house for after dinner drinks and munchies. I've attached a few pix from that visit.
Dave

Photo right: That would be Dave and Marcella on the left and Joanie and Mike on the right and the boat I want behind them.

In the next picture we see Joanie and Marcella in what looks like a fabulous kitchen. 

Next photo we see Joanie and Mike in their living room (cool blue leather couches).

And finally Mike in his bar (I was a little worried about him when it appeared he only had water in the first shot).

Cool stuff, thanks Dave.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

A little over two weeks ago I reported on a fabulous trip that Mike and Joy Stanko are taking through Europe. Here is the latest update. We should get at least one more as they get involved in Oktoberfest. Mike reports:

Since the last email we've had a lot of email issues but we have made our way through Grafenwöer, Amberg, and Regensburg on our way to Garmisch-Partenkirchen and Munich.

Photo Right: is Joy & me after a nice lunch in Regensburg before heading south. 2nd photo is with our friends Kate & Tony patiently waiting for dinner (looks to me like those steins and goblets will hold you for some time).    

3rd photo is view of the Zugspitze (highest Alps point in Germany) from our Edelweiss Lodge location in G-P.

For those who may not know the Edelweiss is fabulous for retired military for tours/vacations (AFRC - Armed Forces Recreation Center Resorts). Saw many great spots including drives in Austria and through the Brenner Pass to wine tours in northern Italy, and tours of Dachau and the medieval town of Lindau City. The last 2 photos are of Joy & me (you definitely have that pose down cold try switching sides next time) at King Ludwig II's Neuschwanstein Castle (what Walt Disney patterned his castle after).

Oktoberfest to follow!

As always, Cheers to all.

Mike

Great report Mike, keep them coming. This is fun following you through Europe.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

When I was still dealing with the sad news of the passing of our friend Dick Tragemann, I called Guenter Hennig and asked if he would be willing to take on the responsibility of being our POC. As I described it to him, I wanted him to be the representative of our Class to the family and the representative of the family to the Class. Without hesitation Guenter accepted the responsibility and got right to work with contacts and coordination. Guenter has done an outstanding job with this very difficult task and I would like to thank him on behalf of all of us. I know Dick Tragemann's family appreciated his efforts as well.

Here is Guenter's final report:

12 October 12, 2014

POC FINAL REPORT – RICHARD TRAGEMANN'S SERVICES

Funeral services were conducted on 11 October 2014 starting at 2 pm at the Summer Island Clubhouse, near ST. Augustine, Florida.  The large room had been arranged to accommodate a display of Dick's life, including the Class flag.   Dick's remains (an urn containing his ashes) were centered on the large table with his mementos.  The clubhouse facility accommodated about 50 guests including four classmates of the West Point Class of 1965.  These included Frank Arnall, John Bell, Ron Floto, and Harry Haines and me with some of our spouses.  Several other West Point related persons including the widow of Col. Eleazar Parmly and George Jacunski '64 were there.  The family of Dick present included his children Rick, Bart, and Brooke and two brothers as well as grandchildren.  Also friends and neighbors attended the ceremony.

Firtst photo, Attendees from our Class included (left to right) - Ron Floto, Frank Arnall, Harry Haines, John Bell, Guenter Hennig and in the second picture - John Bell, Harry Haines, and Frank Arnall.

At 2 pm three Florida National Guardsmen provided Military Honors playing Taps and presenting the U.S. flag to Brooke Saunders, Dick's daughter.  The performance of the Guard was extremely professional and well received.

Following the Military Honors, the family provided a forum for comments about Dick and his life.  Ron Floto and John Bell provided some insights about Dick's life and activities from his cadet days at West Point.  Many of the family and neighbors had moving stories and comments about Dick.

Following the ceremony, the family and friends enjoyed refreshments and hors d'oeuvres.  In this picture (left to right standing in front of the table) Sister of Dick's wife, Rick Tragemann, Brooke Saunders, Bart Tragemann.

Overall, the event went very well and it appeared the family was appreciative of the Class of ‘65's assistance and presence.

The final disposition of the ashes was kept as a private ceremony for the family.

The US flag and the flag pole stand for the Class flag were borrowed from San Sebastian Catholic Church.  The flowers from the Class were purchased locally and I brought them with me to the clubhouse.

I dealt directly with the Florida National Guard Funeral Honors office in St. Augustine, filled out the forms for the military detail and to obtain the US flag from the post office.  Because the family did not desire a rifle salute, the detail came from the local unit.  Otherwise another unit would have been involved.   This was my first experience with military in St. Augustine and it was very positive.

Guenter Hennig
904-217-4343

Let me close this report with a picture of Dick from our Howitzer along with a reminder of how we saw him back in the day.

Dick you will be missed by so many.  Grip hands my friends as we say good bye to our friend Dick Tragemann. On behalf of the entire Class of 1965 I wish to express our condolences to the family and to Dick - Be thou at Peace – Well Done!

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

I got a very nice message from Jon Thompson who provided a couple of nice photo's (OK I had to work on him to get the big group picture which looks like a lot of fun even though most of us don't know the majority of the folks shown). He shared a very cute side note when he pointed out that his wife, Susan, his “betrothed of 45 years, says he's the only person she knows whose wife lets him look for another woman!” Jon has been working for many years with a group searching for the remains of Amelia Earhart. He says that after four months at sea they are zeroing in. Jon's comments:

Just returned from a family reunion in Colorado and here is a photo of forty Thompson's at the Red Rocks. Susan is 4th from left, front row, in brown T shirt and I am on the far right.  My twin, Don is the white haired guy behind Susan and his wife Judy is next to Susan, 5th from left in blue shirt.

Since it was also on my birthday (September 28th), I am forwarding a photo of the first of Strength and Drive to reach 75!!!!! Scary isn't it?!  I begged my buddy, and our dear friend, Harry Dermody, to spare me this role and I will do my best to spare the next in line for at least twenty years!

 I am now the second oldest in my family, as my twin brother is nine minutes older than me. Bob Jones named me Dad Thompson during the two years we were roommates and the name stuck.  I am very proud to be part of this truly great Class of 1965!

Best,   Jon

Great message Jon, thanks for sharing.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

Yesterday, I reached out to Christa Csoka for an update on her father's progress. Here is her latest report:

The last 2 weeks have shown quite the improvement.  He is now much more mobile and is better and better at communicating to us.  Although he does need to re-learn some things, they think he has improved enough to accept him in the rehab facility downstairs, which was always where we wanted him to go.  We expect that to be this coming Monday.  This is a much more intensive rehab clinic where they will work him hard and the hope is that after the 2 weeks in this clinic, he will be much closer to coming home.  I think we will know much more after these next 2 weeks.  As you can imagine, he is very frustrated since he still has the Traech and is having a hard time communicating.  But he is a trooper and he really is better day by day and we know he will beat this.

Thanks so much for all the thoughts and prayers.  We believe they continue to help him each day.

Thank you Christa, it's great to read that our good friend is making progress toward a full recovery.

As you may recall (my recall button is damn near useless) Louis and his family asked for a little help with the unexpected cost of transportation back to his home. Many of you stepped up big time so that his need was not only met but greatly exceeded. Late last month Sonny Arkangel sent me a great suggestion on this subject to share with you all. I decided to hold it until I received the next update on Louis' condition. Here is what Sonny had to offer:

Aloha Rick,
This would be an appropriate time to advise you all to invest in a travel insurance that will cover your expenses at the nearest facility, and then provide insurance to get you back home the safest and quickest way.  Most of these policies will cover the transportation of the significant other either to visit the insured one if they did not travel together and return them both home.  Naturally, this is in addition to your medical insurance, for us, Medicare and Tricare for Life if we retired from the service.  These policies are purchased for a year and cover all travel except for medical excursions, e.g., travel to Columbia for an elective plastic procedure.  For you who travel so much, you should invest in it.  For all of us who may suffer a medical emergency like Louis, it would cover the expenses for the transport.  Cruises also sell policies just for the trip, but this type of policy that I described is good for all travels.  They are available from AAA, NRA, VFW, MoPH, etcetera at a reasonable cost.  Recommend that you all check it out.
Stay well,
Sonny

Thank you Sonny. Given the age of all of us, this is a very good suggestion, thank you for sharing it.

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

A little less than a month ago I shared a great story from Hank Kelley about how he slipped his brother George into our Graduation Parade. Following that I managed to miss a great follow up story shared by Nic Merriam. By the time he got me straightened out about my oversight and my pushing him for a picture to go with the story, a considerable amount of time had passed. However, we finally have his follow up story to share with a couple of great pictures. Here is Nic's story:

Hank Kelley's adventure sneaking in his brother to the Graduation Parade reminds me of an episode in my own cadet past.  Back in our cow year, I was telling the beautiful girl, to whom I was pinned and eventually engaged, about the great pep rallies we had with the Rabble Rousers.  The word “spirited” doesn't do justice to these howling, savage frenzies led by the likes of Rocco McGurk and Mike Klink. 
Although she really wanted to see one of these phenomena, I explained that she couldn't necessarily do that as some were held inside the area of barracks.  But she was not deterred.  Once shortly before Navy, a rally was to take place in Central Area.  So with the aid of Bill Bradley, who was to later become our best man, we devised a simple but effective disguise.  We bundled her up in his brown boy; being as tall as many of the cadets, this worked just fine.  You recall that this was in the era of Paul Dietzel's (no longer politically correct) Chinese Bandits, so on top of her hairdo we placed.one of his bright red cellophane bandit hats.  Since she was well disguised, we plunged into the crowd of the rally, which was already in progress.

The Rabble Rousers were in great form, standing on top of a PT stand or a truck flat bed, and the cadets were all hollering at the top of their lungs.  Of course Darcy was not saying a word, as her voice was significantly different from all the others'.  However, her face was remarkably softer and lovelier than the rest.  After a few minutes, she noticed one of the guys glanced at her and looked startled (deer in the headlights?) and he melted away.  He must have passed the word because there was created a perfect circle of emptiness around the two of us.  This was not unlike being a drop of penicillin in a Petri dish.   So we side-slipped to a different spot in the crowd.  But once again, after a while someone noticed and we again became like a spot of detergent in oily water, with no one around us. A third time, we did evasive action and tried to blend, again with the same eventual result.  With visions of the OD tapping me on the shoulder (I'd already gotten several 8 and 8's from our fraternizing too closely) I guided her quickstep to the nearest sallyport.  I gave Bill back his brown boy and we melted back onto the street and safety.  Only now do I realize how Bill had decided not to go in there with us.  Wonder why?  Unlike Hank, I have no photograph to commemorate this event.  It was crazy enough, without recording it for posterity.
She still remembers the event vividly and the wonder and the fervor of it.  She says, “Very tribal.”
     -- Nic Merriam

Great story Nic. I'm not a bit surprised that folks moved away from the danger of being caught near such a beauty. I can see it now, that sweet face surrounded by a heavy brown boy and a red cellophane Bandit hat. Here are two pictures that will show you all what I mean. For what it's worth, they are still together.

Any other stories like this out there?

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,
Our dear Classmate, Rance Rountree, passed away and was interred at West Point in late February of this year. There was a significant turnout of Classmates to honor and celebrate his life and our own Ric Shinseki (Ric and Rance had been roommates for three of their four years at the Rock) attended and presented a magnificent eulogy. Rance's daughter, Leigh Bangs, has wanted for some time to put together some of her thoughts into a remembrance of her dad. She has put together a charming piece which fills in many of the more personal memories that she has of this very special guy. They must have had a great relationship because I look through her remembrance and see that she knew her dad in some ways better than I know myself. She sent me, and several others, an e-mail with the remembrance as an attachment. I chose not to share all of her preliminary comments but here are a few lines including her appreciation to Ric for the eulogy he presented.
Hello everyone,

Below you will find what I am calling a “remembrance” of my dad, as seen from my perspective.

Ric Shinseki: It was so good to meet you at the memorial. My dad never really spoke much about his time at work, and little about West Point, so it was fascinating to see so many people at the memorial that knew him before I even existed. I really appreciated the effort you took to attend, and I think you did an amazing job with the eulogy. It is true that the piece that was missing was his personal family life. I hope what I have written will give you that missing piece, but you are welcome to call or e-mail with any questions. Thank you so much for your willingness to write the AOG MA, you certainly have my permission to tackle this job.

--Leigh

A Remembrance of
LTC Rance Hendrix Rountree
By his daughter

You may have known my dad as a cadet, scholar, soldier, ranger, or simply as a guy who knew how to have a good time, a great guy to have around. But you probably don't know much about how he was in his family life, or as a father and grandfather. I think a great way to get a quick glimpse into who he was is to list some of his favorite things. These may not be true with a capital “T,” but it's my impression of some of his favorite things over the years.

Favorite Movies: Brother Where Art Thou, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Lost in Translation

Favorite Books: Any atlas he could get his hands on, The Wind in the Willows, Anything by Faulkner or John Steinbeck

Favorite TV Shows: all of the Peanuts specials, Georgia Tech football games, classic movies, historical documentaries

Favorite Activities: gourmet cooking, reading, backpacking, bike rides, travelling, doing something useful out of doors, taking his grandkids to Pike Place Market in Seattle

Favorite Foods: gumbo, spicy stir fry, rum and coke, shortbread cookies, butter pecan ice cream

Favorite Songs: “Bad Bad Leroy Brown” by Jim Croce, “Song Sung Blue” by Neil Diamond, “The House at Pooh Corner” by Kenny Loggins, “Poncho & Lefty” by Willie Nelson & Merle Haggard, “Margaritaville” by Jimmy Buffett

Least Favorite Things: bad drivers, commuting, “bozos” (anyone who did anything idiotic), low-quality food, computers, and the song “Silver Bells”

I remember when I was little, I would wait to hear the sound of the car pulling into the driveway, and the key turning in the lock. I would run and wrap myself around his leg in the entryway, and he'd have to drag me into the kitchen.

When I was five we would have wrestling matches and he would let me win.

When nacho-flavored Doritos first came out he brought some home and said, “Aren't these good?” They were indeed.

When I was about seven years old, he gave me a toy football and taught me how to throw it with the proper spiral.

On road trips he stopped at all of the historical markers and lookout points.

When I was 8 he tried to teach me how to ski. The lessons the next day were more helpful. At the end of the week of lessons, everyone participated in a slalom race. My dad came in dead last, because he ignored all the gates, so they pinned his participation medal on his rear end.

Later, we were skiing at high altitude in the Alps after he had to carry his skis and mine up the hill. He fell asleep on the T-bar and dropped his poles. He managed to ski down and retrieve them, but by the end of that trip both of his ski poles were bent.

We were in Italy when he ordered what he thought was noodles with pesto sauce. We were surprised when the waiter came back with a huge plate of green beans. He pretended it was what he wanted, but luckily the waiter didn't believe him.

When I was 10 he taught me how to solve two equations with two unknowns because he was bored. We were in a hotel room in France on our way to a vacation in Spain. In Spain he taught me how to bodysurf.

Once, perhaps in Amsterdam, my dad asked for directions with words from three languages in the same sentence. The man answered him in English.

We got back to Germany after a vacation in England, and he said he was glad to get back to a place where he understood the language.

He finally got the sailboat he always wanted when we were stationed at Fort Monroe. Unfortunately my mom and I weren't really into sailing. But I learned how to be active ballast and never to call the sheets “ropes.”

When I was 11 he taught me some of his ranger water survival skills in the community pool.
My dad became the family cook when we were stationed in Korea, and my mom got her first full-time job since I was born. This continued even after we moved and my mom didn't work for a while. He entered a cooking contest and got runner-up.

My dad ordered quiche at a brunch. His friend turned to him and said, “I thought real men didn't eat quiche.” Without skipping a beat he replied, “Real men can eat whatever they want.”

My dad came to help out after my first daughter was born. For 10 days, he cooked, bought the groceries, did the dishes, and even changed diapers. After that he made the trip from Florida to Seattle every three months during my kids' baby and toddler years. He loved to take Kayleigh out to get yakisoba so he could watch her slurp up noodles.

He loved helping out with the kids and found ways for my husband and I to get away for a few days here and there. I think it really disturbed him when his body started to give out and he couldn't help out anymore. But it is fitting that the last thing he did for us, while limping around the kitchen, was to make us cheese grits for breakfast (in December 2011).

To honor my dad, please do not support crops that have been genetically modified to withstand large doses of pesticides. No one else should have to die the way he did.

Thank you Leigh for allowing me to share this very beautifully written remembrance with all of Rance's Classmates.
If you would like to communicate with Leigh, she can be reached at: leigh2006@bangsfamily.net

Classmates, Wives, and Friends of '65,

As most of you are aware, our Classmate Paul Schultz, had to pass the baton on the brilliantly run PMEE program, to our Classmate Doug Gibson when it became impossible for him to continue due to a very personal battle with esophageal cancer. Doug has done a terrific job filling in for Paul while Paul has gone through and continues to go through some very difficult steps in this battle, which he seems to be winning.

Paul has received numerous messages of support, good wishes, prayers, and requests for updates from Classmates and friends. He has asked me to share this message of appreciation for that support as well as very encouraging status update:

Thanks to everyone for the good wishes and get well notes!

At this point I am more than halfway through the program - both chemo and radiation are finished. Last week was the low point (the pits) on side effects and this week has been progressively better each day. Thanks goodness - I can taste and eat now  but still have a hairdo like Yul Brenner.  No sign of regrowth yet.

Last Monday I transferred to Yale-New Haven Cancer Center for the surgical part of program.  I'm now doing the prep tests there, and am tentatively scheduled for Oct 23rd to have part of the esophagus with tumor removed. Final date will be if I stay on track for recovery to reach certain goals before surgery can be performed.  That date won't be sooner but could be pushed back.

The prep last Monday included a PET scan and it showed the tumor was killed by chemo + radiation and no other spread anywhere - so that is best news possible.

My goal is 2d semester PMEE participation and going to 2015 graduation to celebrate with our mentor class.  Also, dancing at the 50th reunion.

Thanks again for all the good wishes.

Paul Schultz
Strength and Drive

Thank you Paul, it's great to hear that you seem to have turned a corner. Don't worry about the hair, not too many of us have much left either. I, for one, am very optimistic that you will reach the goals you have set out and that we will enjoy your company at the 50th.

If you would like to contact Paul directly, please use: paul@dmapsonline.com