Company E-3
First Row: P. Gallagher, R. Broadfoot, D. Duncavage, M. Fitzgerald, J. Grayson, J. Dornstadter, R. Robertson.
Second Row: P. Parkins, M. Cooley, E. Johnson.
Third Row: I. Wark, R. Anderson, J. Mitcham.
Fourth Row: D. White, W. Cody, M. O'Brien.
Fifth Row: D. Trimble, B. Spence, R. Hamilton, B. Myers, G. Belanger, K. Gaines, P. Marion.
Not Pictured: T. Lastoskie, J. Woolery
Four years of Cadet life gathered us into a union which emerged as the driving force within the Big Red Machine. The Tri Epsilon spirit in our hearts has grown through the years even from the days of the "Old Corps," and our nineteenth century counterparts were renowned everywhere from the Com's office to the Poop Deck. The company leadership branched out in all directions and it was difficult to tell whether it stemmed from the ring around "Mile Run" and Dorno, or the waving rackets of Whitey and Codes. We provided the corps squads with such great athletes as Big Boy, Father Fitz, and Big Rog. Beaner and George kept the courts warmed up while Gray and Earl the Pearl were always quick to meet the challenge. Mitch gained his expertise on the slopes, and dead-eye Warko could shoot the ash off the E-3 dragon at one thousand yards. The famous Midnight Run of 1875 would have been impossible without the leadership of Sparcely and Smackins followed closely by Coolae and "P.J." Yet, the events would have gone unnoticed had it not been for the contraptions developed by "O.B.", Keith, and Cotton Ball. On the cultural side, music was provided by either Toskie's stereo studio, or a live rendition of of the ballad of Big Bad Bull Dog. And Mad Dog managed to charm our hearts with his skill at 'Gammon. Always last, but never least, we had Road Toad to supervise any of the "last-minute" details.
Though we have departed the ranks of the Corps, we are bound as a fraternity, always remaining loyal to the "Not Obnoxiously Eager" crowd.
