As you may recall, we were recognized 4 weeks earlier than any class before us (on 15 April 1972). The announcement was made the weekend prior to the Recognition Dance that it would not be mandatory – and then changed on Wednesday night prior to taps. I decided if I had to go I was going to take a date. My date was 6-year old Miss Laura Crawford, daughter of Major Robert Crawford (USMA '59), my Math instructor. Luckily, he had a prior dinner engagement and didn’t arrive with her until just as the receiving lines were closing at 9. One-star Wally and his wife were VERY interested in this situation and came over to find out what was going on. A friend from CS-08 (Steve Vargo or maybe Steve Chimelski) was dating Laura’s babysitter, so we were double-dating.
We had gone for punch and Steve was returning just as Wally arrives. Wally was informed of her name and that she was a cadet’s date, at which point I walked up and gave her the punch. He was not amused, and they followed us around for most of the time we were there. He even had a table pulled into the center of the floor so they could sit there while we were dancing!
At some point one of the photographers told me Mrs. McComas was looking for me in order to meet Laura, so I walked over to say ‘Hi’. She was standing outside the Officers Bar area, and almost killed a couple of guys making her way to us. She was bending over talking to Laura when six officer’s wives encircled us, at which point a photo was taken. That would never do, so Mrs. McComas had the six wives stand in a semi-circle behind us as I stood at attention holding Laura’s hand. That photo, and the guy who took it, were never seen again to my knowledge. I ended up leaving shortly after that, as she was picked up at 10 pm.
The next morning at chapel, I walked out right next to Wally’s car and made direct eye contact with his wife. I took the escape-walkway to CS-34 and noticed his car slowly cruising the line of cadets going to brunch, down and back, to the mess hall. I wonder who they were looking for? I spent years trying to find that photo to no avail, right up until I left in June of 1974. If anyone ever got a copy of it, I think it was General Clark’s wife. She thought we were cute.
That’s my story – and except for 5 of 6 semesters on Ac Pro and flunking out (while getting two A’s that semester), that’s my only claim to fame. I was Mitch McVay’s roommate for most of my 2 years in CS-36 and we were each other’s Best Man. I pretty much lost touch with the class after his death in 1985. I finally finished my BSME in 2001.