The evening that I "Drank my Dolphins" at the Gate Bar, had everlasting effect on my life.  As you all know how it works, the crew took me to the Bar for the festivities and each bought the drink of their choice for me.  I dropped my bright shiny new Dolphins into the mix and started to drink. I slightly remember the "hooting and etc." and I did catch my Dolphins in my teeth without getting too wet. I don't remember much after that.

The next morning, I stumbled out of the barracks heading somewhere. As I started down the couple of steps a very pretty young lady was coming up the stairs. She was an old sweetheart from my hometown and she was paying a surprise visit. At the very moment that my brain was going in and out of consciousness and I recognized her, all of the "night-before items" that were in my stomach decided to paint the sidewalk in front of the lady. Needless to say, I haven't seen her since.   

 by Gary Walker, EM2(SS)