A Visit to West Point

Cal Thomas | Syndicated columnist | Published: May 25, 2006

A Visit to West Point

May 25, 2006

On Tuesday of this week, my wife and I spent the day at the U.S. Military Academy at West Point. I have been there before, and on both occasions I was thrilled with the quality of young men and women I saw.

We were there to honor a friend who graduated with the class of 1956.

In an age when commencement speakers are booed and deportment seems a thing of the past, West Point remains a beacon of hope for all of us who remember a time when respect and good behavior were in greater supply.

Speaking with the cadets is like being transported back in time. They call me “sir” and my wife “ma’am.” They look us in the eyes and smile as if they are glad we are there. If you’ve never visited one of our military academies, I hope you will. The types of young people being trained to defend our nation and way of life are the cream of the crop. They make you proud of them and proud to be a citizen of a country that produces people like them.

Cal Thomas is a nationally syndicated columnist based in Washington, D.C.



A Visit to West Point