The first year in any military school is always difficult, but the treatment of plebes has a specific purpose, one that has withstood the test of time. I am a 1948 graduate of The Citadel. Not a hand was laid on me, nor was I ever touched or struck by any object. What's more, I did not know of such things happening to any other cadet.
WILLIAM V. SCRUGGS
Westlake Village, Calif.
Reilly, as I picture him, is some sort of limp-wristed, nonathletic type who never played a down of football or an inning of baseball in his entire life or, for that matter, had many friends. He writes Harlequin romance-style articles. It would suit me 100% if he never, ever set foot in the great state of South Carolina again.
W. ALLEN ARMSTRONG JR.
The Citadel, class of '84