Sunday, August 27, 2006

The Ring...

The ring symbolized our camaraderie, the bonds and the brotherhood of West Point, forged by common effort against uncommon challenges. It was more symbolic of the effort, and the comradeship, than any building or monument on post, or any speech, tactics formula, or epithet created or remembered in its halls. “It’s like the whole thing’s inside the stone. All of the lifelong friendships are smelted into the gold. A stamp of approval from the Academy, from your classmates. From all West Pointers.”

Lee, G. (1994). Honor & Duty. New York, Alfred A. Knopf, p. 351.
First, Mikey and I were sad, because we did not yet have our rings. We were all dressed up and ready to rock, but no rings in sight.

Then we had the ceremony and the E3 Eagles kick some mad ass, got our rings and took off...

Mikey and I were happy...we had our rings.And even his sister Michaela was happy for us.
Expect more pictures as they come in...this was the greatest weekend ever so far.


4 Comments:

Blogger Michael said...

Ah...so true. Great visual history, by the way. Superb.

8:54 PM  
Blogger Gay Conservative Liberal said...

Hey there, looks like a great time. Am very happy for you.

5:05 PM  
Blogger Alex said...

Adorable.k

3:02 PM  
Blogger Alex said...

Whoops, that k was extra. Also, I think the last email I sent you was one of the most poorly proofread documents I've ever sent someone. Probably because I'm losing it.

3:05 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home