...we’d end with our trademark song, On the Steps of D-2. I remember the words to this day.

On the steps of D-2,
crying like hell,
lies a new-born baby,
listen to that son-of-a-bitching bastard yell.
Who could be its father?
Maybe it’s you!
It’s just another bastard son of old D-2!

We, the Class of 1960, Plebes though we were,
had officially joined the ranks of old D-2.
And that’s how it was a half century ago.

From THE UNITED STATES MILITARY ACADEMY, West Point, NY. A history of Company D-2, Class of 1960 at West Point Military Academy.
Class of 1960 - Company D-2