United States Military Academy Camp Buckner - Mortar Yearbook (West Point, NY)

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Sixth Company From the hills of Range 6, to the shores of Lake Poop-a-loop we fought the Battle of Buckner. lt was a good fight, too, with spirit the keynote and every man a jumper. With the cry of Hook Up, Sixth Airborne took, se- cured and dissipated the ob- jective. Accomplishments were numerous and records fell by the way. The Color Line show was fabulous and it took us twelve minutes to reach the top of Bare Rock. All dragged pro task Tom Keeley about airline hostesses sometimel and our after taps re- vivals made the heavens them- selves take notice. PRI was a pain, but it produced 32 experts land a couple of bolos just to keep the curve adjustedl. We packed our packs on weekdays and our blankets Pl on weekends, shined boots, mop- ped floors, walked guard and chased coons. Runts dominated us. Auger and Fikaris, both A-2 files were our company com- manders. They worked hard CAII the timel and we worked hard lSometimesl to find our- selves leading the company com- petition almost all summer. Sick Call and Room Orderly must have claimed their toll dur- ing the Buckner stakes for we finally finished second. We tried to drown our sorrows in drink, but found the firsties all too will- ing to go in-they went. lt was a gay, carefree sum- mer from the first soiree to the last. Some of us boned Armor, a few Artillery, a very, very few hardy souls stuck with the Infan- try, while the rest of us Air Force files just nursed our ailing feet and backs and thought about Christmas leave. Adeste Fidelis. FIRST PLATOON SECOND PLATOON THIRD PLATOON

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N ANTRY What math was to plebe year, the Infantry was to Buckner. It easily claimed first place in the time spent department, and when it was all over there were few who would argue that it was not the Queen of Battle . After returning from the field problem everyone agreed that you had to have a lot of respect for the men in the front who stand and take it. July was almost entirely devoted to training in the basic weapons of the squad and the platoon. Almost as soon as we got here we were bent like pretzels and told to squeeze those rounds off . Bolos to the contrary it wasn't too long before it was over, and we got off the thousand inch ranges and into the field. We fired what seemed like impossible shots on the transition range and managed to come up with a few hits, dragged ourselves up mountains that seemed miles high and came back down again, and defended ourselves against an aggressor who seemed to know every move we made before we had thought of making it. After learning the art of silence on night patrols, we were ready for the three day field problem which was to climax the summer's training. We waded in swamps up to our necks, froze at night and walked all day, but when we got home from this prob- lem everybody had learned something, and even the air force files knew that it was time well spent.