But in the evening of my memory always i come back to West Point Always there echoes and re-echoes: duty, Honor, Country Today marks my final roll call w ith you, but i want you to know that when I cross the river my last conscious thoug hts will be of The Corps, and The Corps, and The Corps. I bid you farewellBut in the evening of my memory, always I come back to West Point. Always there echoes and re-echoes: Duty, Honor, Country. Today marks my final roll call with you, but I want you to know that when I cross the river my last conscious thoughts will be of The Corps, and The Corps, and The Corps. I bid you farewell