July 2018

The Wounds of War

“It was the first day of the term, and 16 West Point cadets were filing into their C Hour class in Leadership in Thayer Hall.  At 09:50, the instructor called the class to attention, received the attendance report from the section marcher, and told the cadets to take their seats.  ‘There’s one interesting thing you should know about me,’ the instructor said, ‘I’m blind.  I can’t see anything.  So, raising your hand in this class is pretty much going to be a waste of time.’ 

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