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

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. IIC That first Christmas leave surpassed all expec- tations of joy, but returning also presented new depths of bleakness. The spectre of our first set of final exams loomed before us. Few of us had ever taken an exam lasting four hours before; the completely spent feeling upon finishing was strange. It really seemed rough to have four exams in nine days, then. The new semester was pretty much like the last. Wing orderlies required no lesser degree of per- fection, and a square corner still meant ninety degrees. There were signs of change though. Hot! 26

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i The streets of New London Friday night storms become more violent, and eyes wandered from the boat more frequently. On Armed Forces Day we paraded the streets of JVew London; it was a tiring march, but a source of pride. While not daring to look, we couldn ' t help imagining the beautiful girls crowding the Ah, beautiful gold sidewalks to admire us. Spring came to New London late — as usual. It brought another week of final exams, the gala activities of June Week, and hurried preparations for that long trip across the broad expanse of the North Atlantic. Two timer 27