Company B-2
First Row: G. Glade, J. Duncan, L. Smith, W. Blankmever, R. Posadas, J. Hennessy, W. Weber.
Second Row: J. McMullen, C. Diener, J. Carpenter, J. Davis.
Third Row: M. Acree, W. Williams, L. Nishida, S. Reed, W. Lewis.
Fourth Row: D. Harris, H. Luzius, C. Harris, J. Boehmler, S. Benkufski, J. Furman, S. Schook, T. Austin, G. Hughes, M. Kershner, M. Fletcher, D. Ruck, K. Gunzelman, J. Trout.
Not Pictured: R. Johnson.
From the faraway Philippines to nearby Long Island we gathered together in September of 1971 as part of the B-2 Bulldogs. We educated 'Uncle Davey', the Navy Tac, endured Prince Phillip ('demerits with a smile'), and bade farewell to West Point under Major K. ('Good copy, soldier?'). A diverse and talented group was B-2's class of '75 . . . Blankman, honorary chairman of the Bad----- . . . Fletch and his dating service . . . Blippin' Griff, BoBo, and Schookerman and their wild barracks parties . . . Gerbil with his matching shoulder scars . . . RoRo, rugby, King. . . 'Hollywood' Johnson who never made it to a class picture taking, but who will be remembered by us all . . . Mac, the toad . . . Sleazy, self-explanatory . . . Furdog, the artist and OPE hive . . . Jace and JD, inseparable buddies . . . Kersh, the hostess twinkie . . . Weebs with his sports trivia, a lifer-to-be in the Philippine Army. . Willie, the Brylcream Kid, and his disciple Les, B-2's version of Don Ho · · · Jim T. our resident Juice hive . . . Lester, the naked Ranger . . . Bag-it 'n Tag-it Glade and his cohort in the rack, Jeff, the skier . . . Hairy, who knew a little about everything and wasn't afraid to tell you in his own inimitable style . . . Karl, love 'em and leave 'em, Gunzelman . . . Our adopted son, Charley H. . . . And as for Harry, Darryl, Benny, and Scotty . . . well, we're still waiting for them to return from their space odessey . . .
34 started and 31 made it through the 4 years. 4 years of professionalism, hard work, and good times was the legacy of the 31 survivors . . . And so we depart, enrichened by the friendships we have made and the things we have experienced and have accomplished . . . 'Is there anyone down range?' . . .
