Make the journey through West Point by reading the letters of a Midwest, small town boy. I was lucky enough to have a mother who saved every letter that I sent to her while I was a Cadet. She gave me the box of letters over 50 year after my graduation. I never looked at them until 2023. Why should I? I remember what I did at West Point. How wrong I was... I started re-reading those letters and understood how much I had forgotten. I now know that what we think we remember is not necessarily true. I outright forgot many things and remembered incorrectly many other things. Obviously, many things we don't tell our parents. But, with these "notes" from the past, old events and happenings are remembered the way the actually happened... Not the way we told our parents. My hope is that hundreds of years from now, maybe, someone will find this book of letters and understand what it was really like to be a Cadet during the 1960's. This is an autobiography and history book supported by my letters written at that time. History is not always exciting... But it is reality.