You guys all talking about "Old Army". What does that even mean. You want to bring back "Bull Ring" that's been out of the inventory over 50 years? That would do wonders for retention. You want your daughter drowned out in the quad in her nightie? That would be great publicity on the web. You want to bring back boards and axe handles beat ass on the fish?
No matter when you were in the Corps, and whatever wonderful times you had and memories you have of that time, there's somebody that went before you that was convinced the whole place had gone to hell.
"Old Army" is basically the stories you heard as a fish from your seniors talking about the stories they heard from their seniors when they were fish.
Tomorrow, I'm going to have lunch with some 500 of the finest young men and women this country has to offer, the members of the FTAB, the Fish Drill Team and the RV's. Ten years from now they'll all be upset that the class of '28 has it so much easier than back in the "Old Army" days when they were in the Corps.
The person that is not willing to fight and die, if need be, for his country has no right to life.
James Earl Rudder '32
January 31, 1945