Class 15-03

SQUADRON 312

Message from our flight leader:

“If you lead, others will follow, so make sure you know what you are doing.”

– OT GURLEY

Name: Bryan A. Yale (Merit)Hometown: Margate, FLDegree(s): BS Management Information Sys-temsUniversity: Florida Atlantic UniversitySuper Power: InvisibilityHobbies: Basketball (used to be able to touch the hoop), golf, and spending time with his son.No Joke: OT Yale was on the Junior Olympic Hockey team.Quote: “If you’re not first, you’re last.”

Name: David M. Post (Pickles)Hometown: Youngstown, OHDegree(s): BS EntrepreneurshipUniversity: Grove City CollegeSuper Power: Hyper Photographic MemoryHobbies: Running long distances, investingNo Joke: OT Post HATES yogurt. It makes him gag.Quote: “It always works out for the best.”

Meet flight 3-12FLIGHT 3-12 CALLSIGNS

OT ALLEN - LARUSSOOT BATES - OT TONY

OT COLLINS - QUICKSHOTOT DAVIS - SONIC

OT FORREST - CAPTOOT GURLEY - SNIPER

OT LAGEMAN - PITBULLOT MALEK - KNUCKLES

OT MECHAM - SUNSHINEOT MUNSON - DOC MCSTUFFINS

OT POST - PICKLESOT YALE - MERIT

1ST LT EMERSON - ARCEMEDES

Congratulations Tigers!

A big shoutout to OT Gurley for receiving a grand total of 75 demerits! While getting that many demerits is nothing to celebrate, some would argue that to get so many must take some real talent. Hopefully we will never have a repeat of last weeks demerit numbers, and if that’s

the case, OT Gurley may hold the unchallenged record for the entire 15-03 class.

Whether We Need to Worry About Weathering the Weather.

We are Tigers, Hear us RoarHands steady. Eyes set. Fear – never.

It was their first real challenge as a flight. Fog blanket the morning like a warm blanket, refusing to be thrown. Outside the windows of their bus, unknown obstacles stood waiting. Every man was ready, prepared, and eager. They left the cramped but easy confines of the bus and the Tigers from flight 3-12 got their first glimpse of their week one crucible: The Confidence Course.

As the Tigers entered the enclosure, their animal instincts sprang to life. These were not creatures to be caged, they were feral beasts bred for brutality along with bold, brash, and bodacious behavior. What man thought to cage these animals?

There they were.

Through the fog a team of soul-shattering, dream-crushing pitiless “instructors” came into view. They were quiet for now, even peaceful, but the Tigers knew the demons that could be called to action faster than lightning and louder than thunder.

This wasn’t a game, this was a test. It was their test, but the Tigers didn’t care. They were warriors, and they were going to succeed.