“Therefore take the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” 

What did you do this summer? I don't know if they still ask school children to write essays on that subject at this time of the year. I'm sure that George Williams never asked for an essay on, “My Most Memorable Summer” in his English classes here. However, if they did, I would be happy to tell you about my worst summer. It was after my Junior Year of college when I spent an unforgettable nine weeks as Uncle Sam's guest at an exclusive camp for boys known as Fort Bragg.

There, in spite of our drill sergeant's efforts, I proved, beyond a shadow of doubt, that I was one of the worst soldiers this country has ever produced. The five-mile runs at dawn, the days of K.P., the…