Virginia Military Institute - Bomb Yearbook (Lexington, VA)

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No longer shall the trip back to V.M.I, seem long and depressing. No longer shall the barracks seem a bleak prison-like structure. For we are now prepared to leave barracks and cadet life, cross the parade field, and enter Moody Hall to join the ranks of the alumni. We have been taught much more than facts and figures during the last four years. We learned and developed qualities that could only be rendered by the V.M.I, challenge and for that, we owe the Institute our deepest thanks. Now, with confidence, and determination, we turn to face the challenges that lie ahead.

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n Graduation and the V.M.I, diploma, once only a fleeting dream is now a reality. A hot August day four years ago marks the beginning of our V.M.I, challenge. Graduatiaa, with the awarding of our diplomas marks the succes completion of that challenge and the satisfaction of r izing a dream held by many, yet attained by few. Our four year experience has been a long one, filled with obstacles seemingly unbearable. Yet for we who perservered the rewards are great. The memories of the loneliness and frustration will fade quickly. The sense honor and dedication, the memories of success | good times, and the true bonds of friendship develop at V.M.I. , shall remain with us forever. . ■- :- r 9 ' S 5 j V ' Lf ' 4 • w ' Tv - ' , . ' V: 1 . liTinrir I HI II II II III Hi bi II n ii jfl ll II M- L 1 Til n II II II n 11 n SI Bl

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One can never truly understand VMI without an under- standing of her heritage. From within Virginia sprang the traditions and leaders that first forged the South and then this great nation. Today, as always, we here at VMI pride ourselves in being her finest son. A blood strained battle- field serves as a reminder of our dedic ation. For VMI stands today a bastion of tradition, tradition passed to us from our forefathers in gray. A tradition that places the highest prior- ity, not on racism or hatred, but on virtue, honor and the code of a gentleman. Silent now the cannons stand, yet we here at VMI remember their thunderous roar and salute the heritage that we so humbly inherit: the heritage of the South. The song is no longer played at VMI, the flag is no longer flown, the thought is suppressed by those above, yet we, the cadets and sons of our forefathers, remember. And through our remembrance we keep alive the virtues and noble principles of our land — the land of Dixie. J.G. n 1 1 1 I II i ir f! II II 11! II II II II II ir n i Q u Q nm n n s d m JT IB Hill II II I! I!| ini n n n .Js ' - ' yc