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1954--a short enternity ago. Thirty-two
strong, we descended on the Lost Fifties and Gung-two, amid clothing displays,
company boards, and cries of "Take Brigade." Four years, three upper
classes, two tacs, and one heck of a lot of friends later, we're separating again--ready
for what lies ahead because of what has gone behind. The twenty-four who made
it have a lot of memories--Biff's constructive criticism, Weezy's brown boy, Shunk's
"Hey Hugh,", Edgie's 20-20, Guspadene's teeth, Herren's pipe, the amours
of Huff, Easley, and Forman. Hugh's Sunday School classes, Palmer's Rebel yell,
and Fay's "This place leaves something to be desired." No one will forget
Kosciusko, Fatty Arbuckle, Moose Arbruster, Doctor McCauley, Herr Depew, Bird-dog,
Fluffy, Tubby, Wing-Ding, Looney, Bellie, Lump Lump, and the last, but not least,
Spuds and Ollie. Please review
the "Roommates" chart at hyperlinked button below to assure accuracy.
For additions/corrections, please email Claradell at [email protected]
Also under construction, is a linking page which will detail "stories"
told by various roomies. Then your G-2 company classmate's name will be linked
to his respective "story." |
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Tac
Officers | | | |
Major Edward J. Mason
("Spuds") | | Captain
George S. Oliver ("Ollie") | |
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| Supe's
Sentry Caper | |
In November of 1956,
refurbishing work was being done on the west side of North Barracks. The workers
were a bit careless with some of their equipment, and one day a fairly long rope
was noticed, discarded off to one side. Thinking that a good piece of rope like
that should not go unused, I started mulling possibilities. Somehow, the rope,
the Supe's sentry box, and Arvin Gym came together in my mind. The rope was not
long enough to reach the top of the gym, but would do quite well in reaching the
top of the one-story projection on the side of the gym facing the lost 50's. Discussion
with my roomies, Harry Shedd and Coleman Conrad, resulted in development of a
plan which called for two teams; one to get the rope and climb to the destination
roof, the other to fetch the sentry box. We obviously needed more manpower, so
we went to our G-2 classmates. A briefing was held, teams formed, and a decision
reached to execute the plan at the next after-taps football rally for the Army-Navy
Game. All were to wear black parkas with a white handerchief tied around their
wrist for identification. The next rally began,
and we executed the plan. The first problem came when we tried to move the sentry
box. It tipped without much trouble, but we discovered the base was heavily weighted,
and we struggled to lift it. We had, at most, six lifters; however, there were
cadets within earshot, and we soon had more than enough willing helpers. They
knew not where we were going or what we were going to do with the sentry box,
but the temptation to do something, anything, with the Supe's sentry box was too
much for them to resist. We arrived at our
destination to find the other team on the roof with the two ends of the rope hanging
down. It was a long rope, permitting us to lay the sentry box on top of the two
end sections, and the ends would still reach up to the roof so the box could be
rolled up. Again, the unexpected weight almost did us in, but by this time there
were plenty of cadets available, many from H-2. Several cadets scrambled up to
the roof to help on the rope while as many as could find room to get a hand on
the sentry box lifted from the ground. Once the box was on the roof and upright,
everyone rapidly dispersed to the rally, and the rope was returned to were we
found it, once more to be lonely. The Commandant's
staff did not seem to appreciate our efforts. Fortunately, they did not have any
suspects, although they logically narrowed the suspect pool to the Second Regiment.
Therefore, the Second Regiment company commanders were summoned to Colonel Oglesby's
office where they drew lots to see which company would restore the sentry box
to its proper resting place. L-2 won! Naturally, the work was delegated to the
L-2 plebes. The box stood on the roof for several days before someone figured
out a way to get it down. I suppose nobody looked for the lonely rope. ...Jack
Bujalski | |
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Return of the Supe's sentry
box. Photos: Compliments of Jim McCauley |
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| | Supe's
Sentry Caper; Company G-2 Cow Year; 11/1956
(Army-Navy game played on Saturday, 12/01/56; 7-7 tie) |
Front: Jack Bujalski, George
Lawton, George Huff, Edgie Waller, Wayne Weiss Rear:
Dave Depew, Lee Fay, Bob Pointer, Frank Wright, Fred Easley,
Jim McCauley, Brad Eliot, Tom Forman Who took the
photo? | |
Note from a Bob
Pointer email dtd 01/22/00 to George Lawton: |
Referencing the party at the Lawtons
following Eisenhower's Second Inaugural Parade...
George,
I remember the party and your father, the Comptroller of the
Army, giving us sage advice while sitting on the washing machine.
It was a great time.
Bob Pointer |
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July 15, 1960: Married
Mary Ann Gardner of Greenwich, Connecticut.
Reception above in Van Nuys, CA. Claradell Shedd remembers everyone
watching her as she ate at reception to see reaction to the
cuisine. She was later told she had eaten rattlesnake.
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https://www.west-point.org/class/usma1958/special/50th%20Overview.pdf |
Link
to reunion history book project for Bob Pointer |
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West
Point, 2003: G2 Group Singing
Pointer, Lawton, Wright, Eliot, Depew, Fay, Julian, Herren,
Weiss, Waller, Easley |
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West
Point: May 26, 2008
Marianne Callaghan Pointer, Frank Wright,
Bob Pointer, Connie Wright |
West Point: May
27, 2008 |
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05/27/08:
Revisiting Lost Fifties: Waller, Pointer,
Fay, Depew, McCauley, Julian |
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Wayne
Weiss, Edgie Waller, Lee Fay
Dave Depew, Bob Pointer, John Herren, Bob Julian
Revisiting Steps to Lost Fifties*** |
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New
York, May 27, 2008:
Bob & Marianne O'Callaghan Pointer |
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Wednesday,
May 27, 2008 |
Bob Pointer died in his sleep on April
30, 2021 in Stuart, Florida. Services and burial for Bob and
Marianne will be held at West Point in September, 2021. |
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