Fork Union Military Academy - Skirmisher Yearbook (Fork Union, VA)

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A cadet must have an elastic imagi- nation indeed to picture Fork Union without Colonel Perkins. As the head of the Academic Department the Colonel keeps a wary eye on those of us Who would detour Math. II or English IV. As the friend of youth he gives us a kindly pat on the back and a fatherly smile when we seek his advice. Your graduating class of '43, Colonel, Wishes you the best of success always. mm. NJP

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- . Hi! FACULTY MEETING XfVonder what goes on in a Faculty Meeting? Could it be this?i There will be a faculty meeting in the library this afternoon at two o'clock, reads the Adjutant at Mess, II, Thursday. A host of sighs go up from faculty tables: the cadets smile understandingly. Promptly at two o'clock the meeting IS called to order at 2:30. Problems galore raise their disturbing heads. An houl and a half later they are all solved-until next Thursday-and the next. Procedure: Gentlemen, the meeting will come to order. Then fifteen minutes later, Let's see, how many are absent? There then follow the minutes ofthe last meeting, after which business is attended to. There are a few things we will have to take up.-I have a few letters here. Excerpts are read. Most of the letters embody the following sentiments: johnny Hunked last month: as a matter of fact, he did the same thing the month before last. The doctor says johnny has glandular trouble-a little understanding-lzpoor thingj-. After other little things follow the general explanatory clause, -must remember that Cadets are only boys-. There follows a half hour given over to recreation period. Con- jectures are advanced as to why certain members are absent. Nice tidbits of gossip are exchanged here and there. The meeting is adjourned at 5:30 P. M.: magazines are carefully replaced. The party was enjoyed by all.

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FAC l, bi 5 ,,. , 2 3 .. U 'Q V ?. L., c I is ? fbi.. l :L 29 ez il Q 22 H, A K The man with the all-seeing eye- that's our Connnandant. VVe wonder whether a cadet at F. U. M. A. ever slept through Mess I without feeling his pres- ence. A cadet who can appear before the seat of judgment in the little room just left of the entrance to Hatcher Hall without fear and trembling must have either a very clear conscience or a calloused soul indeed. The Colonel, in a pinch, does have a soft spot for some of us, who, strictly speaking, do not deserve it. But we are solidly behind you, Colonel Crockett, until the E. D. list dwindles to the most persistent walker of the bull ringf'