Some Tours are Worth Marching, Part II

      …  Results of an UnSat Plebe’s Cost Benefit Analysis…

     I was  asked about the follow-on effects of last week’s post, and whether I decided to leave Annapolis.   I did not.

   This expedited my decision to fight harder, not bilge out. I never resigned, much to the disappointment of several: I did make some bad decisions about what to study, choosing those menus and extra briefings over my calc and chem, resulting in non-passing grades in those courses (my A’s in English and History were not enough to pull up the rest of my GPA), and the Academic Board, where the Superintendent informed me that I would be involuntarily separated due to issues that included my continuing weight loss, and my Company Officer’s report fearing for my health (who, having threatened to send me to Bethesda Navy Medical, I admitted that I had a history of weight loss, anemia, and amenorea under extreme stress, insisting that I could deal with it).

     But, not resigning, not even looking for the CIR brick (I wonder if that old joke is still part of the Tradition), made a difference.

     On the day I was leaving my company area for the last time, on the stairwell, an upperclassman, the only one I liked or respected, as I recall, stopped me, commented that he respected the hell of a fight I’d put up, asked me if I was part Native American (he was from one of the SWern states), and when I said that I wasn’t sure, but the family legend said yes, he said yes, too, held out his hand to shake mine, and when I said ‘Thank you, Sir, he said, not Sir, and thank you for fighting.’

     That handshake and comment taught me:

“Sometimes you gotta fight, when you’re a man.”

     And he respected me as if I were a man -the first time in my life that I had won such respect.

That mattered.

     I hope that that upperclassman who shook my hand has remained in service, because we need more officers in the Admiralty with fair-minded integrity, if we are to survive these crises we face now.


I look forward to your thoughts.


(P.S.:   the handshake and ‘brain-dumping’ C-PTSD symptoms I arrived with, were questions after posting this, and so this post is thanks to comments from part I


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13 thoughts on “Some Tours are Worth Marching, Part II

    1. Thank you, Ma’am. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I did quit, and I also stubbornly refused to believe that I couldn’t cope. I was sure that I could learn to stop spacing out, and now I know that I was right, but not in those particular circumstances.

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  1. Interestingly, just informed me that ““Jones, Shira” is mentioned in a paper published in Historical and Ideological Peculiarity of the Monetary Institutions: Islamic and Austrian School’s Perspectives.”

    I imagine, back then in 1988, that if anyone had told me my thesis or academic articles would be mentioned in this sort of paper, I’d never have believed it. But, then, I never would have imagined myself doing phd work in Bath, and being foolish enough to rush in to break up a ‘fight’ between two complete strangers (both bigger than myself) on a rainy night in a small town where I was a foreigner, either. So, I guess that I’m sure I would have thought this entire direction that my life has turned was crazy, from the perspective of back at Annapolis.

    But then, plenty of people in the past few decades have told me that I was crazy to have accepted the nomination to go to USNA in the first place, so there we are: victims of that fine line.
    And still called by that “long line” mentioned by Captain Sheridan on Babylon 5, referring, I believe, to that Long Gray Line spoken of by General McArthur in his speech at West Point, before I was born. Even if I disagree with the general on many of his points, that speech remains moving.

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