50 Stories for 50 Years | Post 40 For most of the year, the Naval Academy told us exactly what to wear. On Halloween, things got interesting. Even as a plebe, the night had a particular energy. Every class, every company had some costume fun. Company Officers sometimes brought their children through the halls in costume. The treat was wearing something different. The tricks were still ahead. Dressing up at the Academy in my time…
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50 Stories for 50 Years | Post 38 I was an ignorant, self-important mid. I can say that now, almost fifty years later. I thought our burden as early women at the Academy was the heaviest one anyone had carried. I was a teenager. Teenagers think that. The law changed in 1975. Women could enter the Naval Academy in 1976. The Academy knew what that meant, and it began stationing naval officers with strong records…
2 Comments50 Stories for 50 Years — Post 36 “It’s a class ride, not a race. We won’t drop you or leave you behind.” A classmate said that to me five years ago, before my first reunion bike ride. I wasn’t a cyclist. My 40th reunion was approaching, and Tony had organized a class ride. I asked my personal trainer, a young woman I had once coached who had become an athletic trainer herself, whether biking might…
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