Word: buglers
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...every single instructor had CNN on." Cadets fielded calls from frantic parents, who had also been watching the news and seeing the future explode. As midnight approached on the night of Sept. 14, the cadets stood at attention and heard the ceremonial gunshot over Trophy Point, as the bugler played taps in memory of those who had died. "It became very real very fast," says Cadet Rob Domitrovich, another plebe that year. "The whole mentality of West Point changed. All of a sudden it went from if ... to when...
DIED. JEAN RUTH HAY, 87, the world's first global disk jockey, who woke millions of American troops during World War II with her plucky Reveille with Beverly program; in Fortuna, Calif. Instead of a bugler's blast, soldiers were greeted with big-band music and Hay's signature line, "Hi there, boys of the U.S.A...
...elaborate tune borrowed from the French. But in July 1862, Union General Daniel A. Butterfield decided his brigade was deserving of a less formal signal. While his regiment was stationed at Harrison’s Landing, Va., following the Seven Day’s battle, he called bugler Oliver W. Norton into his tent and had him play a few notes he had scribbled on the back of an envelope. Butterfield revised the tune a bit and then asked Norton to sound the call for the troops. “The music was beautiful on that still summer night...
According to Jari A. Villanueva, a bugler and bugle historian who was the curator of the Taps Bugle Exhibit at Arlington Cemetery from 1999 to 2002, Butterfield did not compose “Taps” but merely revised Scott’s “Tattoo,” an earlier bugle call. Villanueva makes a compelling case for why Butterfield would have been familiar with the version of “Tattoo” to which “Taps” is very similar...
...Rakoczy ‘04, a social studies concentrator in Lowell House, is associate managing editor of The Crimson. She is spending her summer days interning in our nation’s hot, humid and hectic capital, and is grateful for the nightly reality check provided by the lone bugler in Arlington Cemetery...