Memories that Span a Generation
Last Friday, I went with Judy and another fellow ROTC cadet, Andy, to visit a retired Army officer at a retirement home in Saratoga. I would honestly have to say that the experience in meeting the man was monumental for me. I hung on nearly every word he had to say.

COL Buckley (ret), graduated from West Point with the class of 1923. For a man that old, I would honestly have to say, his mind was superbly sharp. He seemed to recall many moments in his life with such vivid detail. Anything from baseball scores from decades ago to his experiences in WWII to his experiences as a university professor, he would tell his tales like a great man of his stature would. Even more, he seemed to keep up with current events with the same fervency. During the 1950's, he was the Professor of Military Science at none other than SCU. But if there was anything that he was first and foremost in being, was a righteous man, a husband, and a father.

In regards to his late wife who passed on only a few years ago, the Colonel had been married to her for over 70 years. He must have adored her to a great extent. In his own words, he basically said that even 70 years was still too short a time to be married her. The mention of her made him a bit forelorn.

He had much to say to us about the profession of arms, of life itself, of marriage, children, and the conduct of right and wrong. His wisdom was enormous. To boot, I even liked his outdated expressions.

Upon leaving the retirement home, Judy made mention that for each elderly person that passes away, an entire generation passes along with them. I think she's right. Wisdom is all too precious to just leave be.