The West Point Parents' Club of Oregon & SW Washington-newsletter

West Point Parents' Club of Oregon
& SW Washington Newsletter -- May 2000

Looking forward to seeing you all on Thursday, June 8th
6:30 p.m.meeting. 4500 Kruse Way, Lake Oswego.

From I-5, take the 217 exit east, which turns into Kruse Way. Go 1 mile until you see Kruse Way Plaza on the SE corner. The building is the one (of two light grey and dark glass "twins") closest to Kruse Way. Our meeting room is on the third floor, near the (east) end of the hall.
Contact Patty or Al Klascius by e-mail <klascius @teleport.com> (503)695-2824, for questions or to suggest agenda items.

Welcome USMA Class of '04
We look forward to meeting you and your family at our June 8th meeting!

Daniel Adkins of Canby
David Bunce of Tualatin
Kenneth Doleac of Portland
Jordan Hoffmann of West Linn
Evan Johnson of Oregon City
John Kang of Beaverton
Darren Kerr of Roseburg
Sarah Knutson of Noti
Sean Ley of Tigard
Ariel Selko of Eugene
Mark Steinbock of Klamath Falls
Jesston Wagner of Fort Rock
Alex Williamson of Salem

and From SW Washington:
Jacob Boysen of Olympia
Casey Chronister of Yakima
Sara Crowell of Olympia
Bryan Fitzpatrick of Richland
Zachary Miller of Kennewick
Tyler Young of Lacey

List of Newsletter Articles:
Minutes Apr. 22nd Meeting
Memorial Day Essay
2000 Football Schedule

GENERAL MEETING MINUTES --April 22nd, 2000
-The meeting was held in Lake Oswego.
-The minutes of the prior meeting were approved, without reading. (They have been available on web site for a month prior to this meeting).
-Those parents of Firsties who were in attendance were introduced (Mrs. Cox, the Hattons, the Luhers, the Maunus and the Wells). Mr. Cox died recently and we will all be there in spirit with Mrs. Cox, for Travis' graduation. The comment was made that Sarah Hatton will be our last female graduate fora while. There are no other female cadets, with ties to our club, now at theAcademy, though there are currently two prospective female candidates. Two honored alums, former president Bruce Cross and former treasurer Gene Stone were also present.
-The financial report was read. We have approximately $1100 in combined savings and checking account.

Informational -
-There were some West Point tulips on display at the meeting. They are a beautiful yellow tulip with large flowers, and the bulbs are available for purchase. Each firstie parent present was gifted a West Point Tulip.
-Copies of a new West Point Org. brochure were available at the meeting.
-We have 13 candidates in Oregon this year, and 12 in Washington. None of the Washington candidates is south of Olympia, so we are not likely to have any new Washington parents next year.
-Patty Klascius picked up a CD containing West Point graphics during her recent trip to the Academyfor the president's conference. It is available to members on loan.
-Both the secretary and historian positions are currently vacant in the club. All interested applicants are urged to contact any club officer.
-Foxes gave an interesting report on the Founders Day dinner for the Oregon AOG chapter. Rick Greenspan, the new Athletic Director at West Point, spoke to the Oregon group.
-Patty Klascius and Susan Adams reported on the Presidents' Conference at the Academy. There was some discussion of more new construction on the grounds, as well as the direction of the football team under new coach Berry (more passing is promised). There was also some discussion of the use of laser eye surgery. It is currently not approved for cadets, but it does sound as though that may be a possibility in the future.

New Business -
-The club is beginning a mentoring program for new cadets and parents. A sign-up sheet was passed around for people to volunteer to mentor
specific new cadets and their families. The hope is that we can have mentor families assigned to help get each new family grounded in the process.
-The next meeting had been tentatively scheduled for June 17, but that date was rejected for several reasons. We hope to have some current cadets at the next meeting to talk with the new cadets and give them some idea of what to expect. We will be notified of a revised date for the June meeting, possibly a mid-week meeting.

The group recited the Cadet Prayer, then recessed for dessert and visiting.

The final order of business was the sharing of Cadet and Graduate news.
Respectively submitted,
Gene Stone (temporary stand-in for the secretary)

My years whirl past me. Swirling. Dry, broken grass hovering in a spring breeze. Can I remember my experiences in war? Hardly. Fighting for my country, my youth invested, seems such a long time ago, and so unimportant. The calendar this year marks Memorial Day on the 29th of May, 2000. Have I lost something? The traditional Memorial Day, also known as Decoration Day, is on the 30th of May. This observed Memorial Day on May 29th coincidentally allows for a national three day holiday. Such is commercialism's capitalistic American display. But why do I feel so stricken, like I have abandoned old friends from long ago? Their ghosts consort with my floating years, and their spirits coast around my presence.

Another three day holiday! Memorial Day! Maybe me and the kids can go camping? Or, to the beach? Memorial Day is fun! This is the inconsiderate, thoughtless approach to this meaningful, and consecrated moment representing one three hundred and sixty-fifth of our year. What is the meaning of Memorial Day? Is it merely a three day escape from our worldly duties? Or, is it the official beginning of summer? Is selling more hot dogs at the ballpark the overriding clarification?

Many souls, sacrificed in war, in duty to America, are wandering. They drift in a heavenly place, minus their future here upon earth. Tomorrows were forfeited. Given up so our nation would invigorate free souls, aspire them to freedom, and justly allow their lives lived as they prefer. Raising offspring above restrictions, as they desire. Those lost lives giving we, the living, what we want freely. Those are the souls we respect on Memorial Day. This means it is a sacred day.

Without retrospect, sacrifice is mute. Old Glory does not wave by accident. It flutters in the spring air revealing honor. The color red represents the blood bloom from those who fell, those who clawed, those who cried in horrible pain. Those who died fast. And, those who died ever so slowly. They did their duty. When I see Old Glory waving on a sunny, end of May day, the pigment red gushes from millions of souls, floating, not with us, anymore. They are amongst our heroes, cajoling with angels with their champions, conquerors and commanders. Friends and loved ones gather, over the grave, witness to those who gave more than anyone should be required to relinquish. They did not want to yield. They were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and when the moment harshly struck them their fatal blow, they cried for their mother, or their friend. Then there were those, many of those, who knew exactly what they were giving. They moved forward knowingly. They lost their lives so their mission would be accomplished.

Fools! Some intellects can say that. One would have to be an imbecile to give up life, no matter what the cause. For a flag? Futile! For a country! More pointless! For freedom! What freedom is there in mortality? Yes, fools they may have been, but their numbers add up in an awesome display of American loss! Veterans' Cemeteries, white badges sailing row after row after row upon green grass, almost never ending, creeping onto the horizon. Constant reminders of the devastation of our human treasure. Mothers' tears, enough to fill an ocean to overflow. Sweethearts, broken hearted, reading telegrams. Sons and daughters, many unborn, wakening at birth to a devastated family suffering from a victim of war there no more. And what does all this macabre math equal? Memorial Day is the correct answer.

Few Americans know a person who died in war. Their family trees have lost some leaves, falling as they fought in one of America's wars, or discarded in the peacetime military. We are a busy people. We have business to capture. Our kids are in school. We have chores. Mundane, or surrealistic. We are a spirited society, seeking applications to improve ourselves and our communities. We are a helpful populace, always there when the going gets tough to help those who have suffered the tragedies of nature, whether a hurricane or a famine. Americans are always the first on the scene worldwide bearing their gifts of human spirit and abundance. This is why it is so puzzling that the meaning of Memorial Day seems to lack substance to many of our own people. Even with the day itself. Put back to accommodate a holiday schedule fixed by some organism no one knows, yet powerful enough to do so, the day itself lacks consequence to too many. Many who never knew a person who died in service to America are wrought with the invisible pain of not feeling for those who do.

Americans take things for granted. We have so much. So very much. Endless choices. These options are not available worldwide. Our shelves are full. Unlike many in other nations of the world. So many are empty or offer very limited selections. Those American fighting men and women killed in battle whose souls are floating actually made available these wondrous choices we have every day of our American lives. Yet, most of our youngsters have no idea whatsoever what this means. They don't learn this in school. We must teach them. For without knowledge, they may end up thinking, or believing, all these marvelous selections came without circumstance. Minus anything. Equaling no meaning.
Our nation needs to halt and perceive the flags and flowers on our Veterans graves on this consecrated holiday. We need to lift a common voice of adoration to those floating spirits of our onetime AmericanWarriors, and extol them with a salutation.

We have not come that far with our technological miracles of this millennium to become crass. We still need respect. Our backs can not turn from formality. Our eyes can not look away from custom. Our voices must not resonate in silence against honor and glory. To do so will leave us hollow, only to fill us with that which is desolate and lacking potential. This is not the true meaning of Memorial Day. The heartfelt significance requires reminding. Story telling. Wisdom being passed on from our Veterans to our younger generations. An interpretation certified by those who remember the horrors of war. Without this core, our society can not remain genuine. It becomes contemptible. It rots from within. These floating souls of our lost American Warriors are a powerful force, for they live within our hearts. They constantly seek justification for their contributions, and they are real within us. Such is what our American substance stands for, where character is developed, individually is guaranteed, and a community, a nation, survives.

America enters the 21th Century as the most powerful entity humankind has ever experienced. America permeates this next century with vast responsibilities. Our children must bear this promise. We can not turn our backs on these bygone descendants, nor can we do so upon ourselves. Memorial Day offers us the opportunity to express a moment of solitude where each of us can personify in our own way what we feel. I only speak for my myself, as one who has bared his soul to the dread of war. So my father did, and his father's father before him, and their souls float amongst the multitudes. My mother and her mother held their Veterans after they returned from war, tears streaming down their cheeks in gratitude for their safe return. And there were those in my ancestry who did not return from war. And their mothers' tears soaked the pillows on beds for generations to sleep upon. Their souls are the dreams that drift amongst the floating, gathering at the end of May in the breeze of summer's coming, in the cool glass of lemonade at the child's street side stand, in the cheers at the ball game from the crowd rooting their team to victory and enjoying the best hot dogs in the world. Let us all stop for a moment, whether it is on the traditional day, or the observed Memorial Day, or even at the end of May, and reach for those floating souls. Let us reveal to them how much we cherish their sacrifice for our free people. Let these memories harvest our recognition of the meaning of Memorial Day in a very simple word. And let that word, simply stated be: Thanks.

(copyrighted 2000)(Permission to reproduce granted freely and unconditionally)
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2000 Army Football Schedule
9/2 @ University of Cincinnati
9/9 * Boston College
9/16 @ University of Houston
9/23 * University of Memphis
10/7 @ New Mexico State University
10/14 @ East Carolina University
10/21 * Tulane University (Homecoming)
11/4 * United States Air Force Academy
11/11 @ University of Louisville
11/18 * University of Alabama at Birmingham
12/2 Navy (at Baltimore, MD)***tickets are on sale now, get before September***
* Home games
* All Times are TBA

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President: Al & Patty Klascius (Chad ‘01, Craig '02) klascius@teleport.com
V-President: Richard and Susan Adams (Matt '02) adams@proaxis.com
Secretary:
Treasurer: George & Evelyn Mears (Dwight ‘01) egmears@casco.net
Historian:
Newsletter: Al & Patty Klascius (Chad ‘01, Craig '02) as above
**Please feel free to contact any of the above with questions, suggestions, corrections or for "free" advice. Your newsletter editors regret any errors, and appreciate notification of such. Thank you. **