I was in the first class of Rudder Scholars in 1992. We lived in Caen for 4 weeks. We all got to know Margaret Rudder, and she invited us over to her home. I was at the 50th anniversary in 1994 before moving away to grad school. Every month in the late 90's I would see the obits in The Texas Aggie, and pay respects to the burgeoning ranks of the WWII Ags in Silver Taps. I knew the numbers would begin to fall soon, as they reached their 80's, and that it wouldn't be long until they were all gone. Now, it's hard to believe that the very youngest of them are 100 years old, except for a few who may have lied to get in. Hard to believe that my parents knew WWI veterans for over half of their lives, and now we are saying goodbye to the very last WWII vets. I could say a thousand things, but mainly I just wanted to say that I remember what they did.
94chem,
That, sir, was the greatest post in the history of TexAgs. I salute you. -- Dough
That, sir, was the greatest post in the history of TexAgs. I salute you. -- Dough