Class of 2016
Remarks written and delivered by
Nicholas R. Pasquarosa, Jr.
School Resource Officer
Yarmouth Police
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June 9, 2016
Good evening Dolphins. The last time I stood before you I told you I did so in dread. Tonight I happily embrace the task and responsibly of addressing you for the recognition of our military enlistees. That’s what we call it for the uninitiated. That’s how it is listed in the program. In the halls of D-Y those I speak of are called Sheepdogs. In the remarks of past years I talked about the arduous nature of military service and tell what I hope is an inspirational tale from our national’s history before I get to the names. Tonight things will be different because the history I will talk about is our history, D-Y history and I was a witness.
January, 2006. Principal Jenks and I were attending training on school safety and security. The instructor was Lieutenant Colonel Dave Grossman, a retired Army Ranger and West Point psychology professor. Colonel Grossman is true warrior scholar. In the course of his day-long presentation Colonel Grossman told the story of the Sheepdog. This is the story.
"Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident."
"Then there are the wolves, and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy."
"But then there is the sheepdog. The sheepdog lives to protect the flock and confront the wolf."
“The sheep generally don’t like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence, just like the wolf. The difference is the sheepdog has such a deep love for his fellow citizens that he cannot and will not ever harm the sheep and he is willing to walk into the heart of darkness to protect them.”
“Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn't tell them where to go, or what to do, or be seen constantly standing at the ready in his olive drab, or blue. The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, Baa."
“Until the wolf shows up; then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog.”
The story got some play in the film American Sniper. Those of us who carry arms in defense of others for a living tend to closely identify with the story and so it strongly resonated with me. Colonel Grossman had my attention. He went on to provide the following fun-fact: every soldier, sailor, airman, and marine then serving in the armed forces, back in 2006 as is the case today, either enlisted or reenlisted during a time of war. I was stunned and embarrassed that I hadn’t done the math myself and then embarrassed again that we were just letting our kids go off to war without any acknowledgment at all. Young people were graduating from D-Y High School, volunteering for military service in wartime and no one was saying a word when they left. As a school we were recognizing academic achievement, athletic excellence; and other traditional and appropriate things like the most likely to succeed, most athletic, most musical, most dramatic, class couple, best arms, worst driver... Most likely to serve in a combat zone: not a word. The situation demanded correction.
At the break, Mr. Jenks and I shared a glance; simultaneous revelation. Of the thousands of conversations he and I have had over the years this one was definitely the shortest. I asked him if there was something we could do about it, and he said yes and a D-Y tradition was born using only about ten words between us. The task was mine to create it and in June we were ready to execute on our new addition to Senior Week. There was a lot of pressure, there is every year but this was the first one, it had to be great, it was important. I didn’t realize just how important at the time.
I gave a short speech. I talked about the 2% of the class that had enlisted, I told the Sheepdog story and, made remarks about walking the warrior’s path of discipline, service, truth, camaraderie and honor and then I called the ten names of the Sheepdogs of the Class of 2006. The last name I called was Nicholas Xiarhos.
I remember it very clearly, Nick rose from his seat which was in that back corner and he came up and joined the other Sheepdogs for the loudest and most sustained applause of the entire event. At that Last Assembly on June 9th, 2006, it was those ten enlisted kids who brought the thunder and it was Nick who brought the lightening. The whole place was already on its feet and when I called Nick’s name the cheers got measurably louder as he made his way from the back of the gym to the podium. It was a sustained roar. It was a testament to who he was, who they were and their joint cause. Our little Sheepdog presentation was a ten and was locked in as a new D-Y tradition.
Three years later Nick was killed in action serving with the United States Marine Corps in Afghanistan. That was a bad week. We waked him here, under the basket, about 20 feet from where he sat at Senior Last Assembly.
The gym is hot tonight but nothing like the two days in July when my friend Ken Jenks and I with the help of Adrianna Sheedy and Eileen Whelan from the main office were getting the place ready. Seven thousand people came through this gym to pay their respects to Yarmouth’s fallen favorite son. There was a Marine Corps honor guard and police color guards from everywhere. It was a hell of a send-off. Since then we have named the field house for him, dedicated a flag pole by the baseball field, named a bridge after him; Big Nick’s Ride is in July, people everywhere are wearing the t-shirts and in a few minutes three scholarships will be presented in his name, one by me and two by his dad. I would like to think that his name has been preserved and his legacy has been secured, but, cards on the table, none of that makes me feel any better or helps me to carry the loss.
I find my solace in knowing, beyond any doubt that Nick knew, before he left this gym that day that he was valued, and that his choice to serve was respected and appreciated. Not too many days go by that I don’t thank God that we acted when we did, because 2007 would have been too late.
This is subject matter I normally avoid during this presentation because I don’t want to be the cause of any additional anxiety to people who are about to officially become Blue Star families. If military service was safe and mundane I would be standing over by the fan waiting my turn to give out money to scholars, but it’s not. There is risk. This was not about Nick but Nick became the personification of what this is about. We say thank you now because there might not be a later. Tonight we recognize eight patriots who have volunteered. What they are going to do is risky… and they are going to do it anyway. They do it willingly and they do it on our behalf. And I don’t think we could stop them. We couldn’t stop Dave or De’Andre or Nicole any more than anyone could have stopped Nick from enlisting. It is simply part of who they all are. It is how they are built and part of what makes them special. They will take up arms for us and they have accepted the responsibility of guarding the flock and confronting the wolf, because they are sheepdogs.
Furthermore, no one should ever leave theses halls, our halls, having volunteered for military service while still in high school, during a time of war, (or peace) without hearing all of us say, in one voice, thank you. So on behalf of the D-Y community I say it. Thank you.
And I ask the eight of you, that when things get tough, you remember tonight, and draw strength from us, enough to power you through it. We love you and we’re proud of you; so keep your head on a swivel and come home safe at the end of your tour. We tell you these things tonight because we are D-Y and this is our tradition.
Each enlistee receives a Blue Star service banner for their family to fly over their home, a D-Y Sheepdog challenge coin, and a plaque which reads “On behalf of a grateful community with pride and respect on your enlistment to the United States Armed Forces” and a quote, “Don’t worry about me Mom. I’m living the Dream” Corporal Nicholas Xiarhos, United States Marine Corps.
Veterans, please stand as I call up the Sheepdogs of the Class of 2016.
Enlisted in the United States Air Force
Kyle Robinson
Enlisted in the Massachusetts Army National Guard
Spencer Post
Enlisted in the United States Coast Guard
Ryan Benoit
Enlisted in the United States Navy
Paul Manuel
Nicole Oberlander
Enlisted in the United States Marine Corps
De’Andre Bennett
David Weeks
Appointed to the United States Coast Guard Academy
Kyle Morley
Friends, Dolphins, Americans I present the Sheepdogs of the Class of 2016.