Thursday, November 18, 2010
Eleven years ago today, at 2:42 am, the Texas Aggie Bonfire collapsed, killing twelve Aggies and injuring many more. As long as we bleed maroon, we will never forget.
The Bonfire Twelve:
Miranda Adams '12; Chris Breen '96 (my friend.); Michael Ebanks '03; Jeremy Frampton '99; Jamie Hand '03; Christopher Heard '03; Tim Kerlee '03; Lucas Kimmell '03; Bryan McClain '02; Chad Powell '03; Jerry Self '01; Nathan West '02.
"The Last Corps Trip"
It was Judgment Day in Aggieland
And tenseness filled the air;
All knew there was a trip at hand,
But not a soul knew where.
Assembled on the drill field
Was the world-renowned Twelfth Man,
The entire fighting Aggie team
And the famous Aggie Band.
And out in front with Royal Guard
The reviewing party stood;
St. Peter and his angel staff
Were choosing bad from good.
First he surveyed the Aggie team
And in terms of an angel swore,
"By Jove, I do believe I've seen
This gallant group before.
I've seen them play since way back when,
And they've always had the grit;
I've seen 'em lose and I've seen 'em win
But I've never seen 'em quit.
No need for us to tarry here
Deciding upon their fates;
Tis plain as the halo on my head
That they've opened Heaven's gates."
And when the Twelfth Man heard this,
They let out a mighty yell
That echoed clear to Heaven
And shook the gates of Hell.
"And what group is this upon the side,"
St. Peter asked his aide,
"That swelled as if to burst with pride
When we our judgment made?"
"Why, sir, that's the Cadet Corps
That's known both far and wide
For backing up their fighting team
Whether they won lost or tied."
"Well, then," said St. Peter,
"It's very plain to me
That within the realms of Heaven
They should spend eternity.
And have the Texas Aggie Band
At once commence to play
For their fates too we must decide
Upon this crucial day."
And the drum major so hearing
Slowly raised his hand
And said, "Boys, let's play The Spirit
For the last time in Aggieland."
And the band poured forth the anthem,
In notes both bright and clear
And ten thousand Aggie voices
Sang the song they hold so dear.
And when the band had finished,
St. Peter wiped his eyes
And said, "It's not so hard to see
They're meant for Paradise."
And the colonel of the Cadet Corps said
As he stiffly took his stand,
"It's just another Corps Trip, boys,
We'll march in behind the band."
By P.H. DuVal Jr. '51
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I am the granddaughter of FOUR Veterans- Daddy Tom, Army Air Corps; Big Dad, Navy; Pappaw, Army; and Daddy Don, National Guard. I am extremely proud of this fact, and proud to be at all related to these men who were willing to answer the call when their country needed them most. (And also very grateful that all of them lived to tell about it.) I am sad that I cannot personally thank Daddy Tom and Daddy Don- but I can give an extra hug to Big Dad and Pappaw today. And I can say, with extreme gratitude, THANK YOU to all service members, wherever you are, whenever you served. Even though we celebrate today as Veterans Day, I honor you and thank you everyday.
And also- thank you to the military families who support these service members. You are just as much appreciated for sharing your father, mother, brother, sister, daughter, son.