United States Coast Guard Academy - Tide Rips Yearbook (New London, CT)

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FROM THE SOUTH GATE

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Ccipi. H. S. Sharp ■ The trouble is ou re tr ing to make it hard. It ' s so simple that it ' s difficult. These are just two of the many statements that we have heard in our dealings with the Math department. Whether they were true or not is now immaterial; the fact remains that this was the vital course in our engineer- ing training. Without the perseverence of the instruc- tors who fought with us through algebra and trig, analytical geometry and calculus, we would not be here today. It seems that the high schools of today are not putting as much emphasis on math as is needed to undertake the high level engineering courses offered at the Academy. As a result, the Academy math department had a double burden — to bring us up to the starting point, then to take us on from there. Now that the battle smoke has cleared, we of 56 realize that we owe a great debt to the math depart- ment in general and Captain Henr Sharp in par- ticular. Without the knowledge they instilled so pain- fully in us, we could never have made it to graduation. Our thanks to the Math department and our apologies for the manv troubles we have caused them. Jft t ematcM W. Caldwell, L. Kislik, C. Blaha, L. Winer, H. Sharp, H. Paulsen. P. Yost, S. Smith 1 iiiiiiUi

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J. Phillips. R. Walsh. J. McCann. C. Knapp. U ' . liarlc. H. Lynch, G. Brockway, G. Corsu Down in the basement of the build- em-up build- ing (Academy Hospital) lie the classrooms of the tear- ' em-down department (Ordnance. Ciunner , Tactics, Communications, and Law). All sorts of interesting things happen down here. In one room a fouled-up sailor named Marlin Spike is facing a cadet court-martial for the capers he has cut at the SDB. In another, an intent group of cadets are tracking an innocent sea-gull with a . S 3S under full director control. In still another, brightly colored little signal Hags whip out at a model yardarm, and model ships smartly execute a NINE TURN. Down the hill, in the waterfront anne. , cadet sonar teams arc engaged in mortal combat with submarines, to the battle cry of Up Doppler. Facinating business! These professional courses arc not all fun and amusement, however. We soon realized that learning to light — with either words or weapons — is a serious business. And we learned more than lighting in this tiepartment. We learned sometiiing of the code of an ollicer and gentleman, dedicated to the service of his country and humanity, which will remain with us always, l-or all these things, our sincere thanks to Captain C. ( ' . Knapp and his able and worthy assistants. 22 Capi. C. C. Knapp 3