Major Roy James Blakeley (December 10, 1928 - July 22, 1965) - USAF (KIA)

When I was young my dad would say
Come on son let's go out and play

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye

- "I Still Can't Say Goodbye," Performer: Chet Atkins

MP3 audio file/lyrics

For a larger image click on the photograph.

.".. Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."

- "Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood," William Wordsworth

Why am I doing this? One of many reasons - "because I can. This is my story."

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love ...

- "(The Peace) Prayer of Saint Francis," Audio MP3/Lyrics

Love, risin' from the mists
Promise me this and only this
Holy breath touchin' me
Like a wind song
Sweet communion of a kiss

- "The Kiss," Audio MP3/Lyrics

"'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?' 'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where--' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '--so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation. 'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.' (Chapter VI: Pig and Pepper)

... The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. 'Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?' he asked. 'Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, 'and go on till you come to the end: then stop.'" (Chapter XII)

ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND Lewis Carroll, The Millennium Fulcrum Edition 3.0


"Dad - I will never forsake you. In my heart, I am you, Your Son, Larry"

There are certain parts in this story wherein I place myself back in time and try to convey to you the feelings of pain, sadness, and confusion from the perspective of an 11-year old boy that had just lost the person he most admired, loved, and needed at that crucial point in his life - the inevitable journey every boy must take - leaving the warm, secure, and loving arms of the mother - reaching up to take the hand of the father, filled with excitement, anticipation, and some insecurity as the father leads his son down the one-way road of manhood - never to return again.

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating, ...

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

- "If...," Rudyard Kipling

These things were dearly missed in my young life and led to much pain and sorrow for many years - a soul trying to find his way home through the turbulent 1960's and into the 1970's - soothed by experimental drug use (moderate) and binge drinking, until starting a family of my own.

"I called on Dr. Johnson (Samuel Johnson) one morning, when Mrs. Williams, the blind lady, was conversing with him. She was telling him where she had dined the day before. 'There were several gentlemen there,' said she, 'and when some of them came to the tea-table, I found that there had been a good deal of hard drinking.' She closed this observation with a common and trite moral reflection; which, indeed, is very ill-founded, and does great injustice to animals -- 'I wonder what pleasure men can take in making beasts of themselves.' 'I wonder, Madam,' replied the Doctor, 'that you have not penetration to see the strong inducement to this excess; for he who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.'"
- "Anecdotes of the Revd. Percival Stockdale; collected in 'Johnsonian Miscellanies'," edited by G.B. Hill, Oxford Clarendon Press, 1897. Accessed from The Internet Archive at URL: (page 333).

I "wanted" to change this pattern in order to provide a positive example for my children - so I "just did it" on my own initiative:

Come down off your throne
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
But I'm near the end
And I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted
And I can't find my way home
Come down on your own
And leave your body alone
- "Can't Find My Way Home," Steve Winwood, Blind Faith (Steve Winwood, Eric Clapton, Ginger Baker, Rick Grech), 1969

But make no mistake about it when I think back of watching my children play and wanting to protect them from the real world as long as I could and ultimately forced to witness the horrifying experience of losing my youngest daughter - so excited to reach the next step in her young life. I see these things - and I cry and remember:

What though the radiance which was once so bright,
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

- "Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood," William Wordsworth

As you have already noted by now poety,literature, and lyrics to music are used extensively as a vital part of my story.


Our beloved daughter,

Lori Ann Blakeley (June 20, 1985 - May 4, 2005 - the pain all over again)

Lori's Web site describes her last journey with adrenocortical carcinoma and a repository of memories of her short life here on earth. It will include items she would have wanted to share with her family, friends, and anyone that wants to know who she was and what was important to her life - such as her scrapbooking, photographs, and faith-based approach to life.


"You see things and say 'Why?' but I dream things that never were, and I say 'Why not?" - George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) - no, not John Fitzgerald Kennedy's origination - he took it from George Bernard Shaw

"I love songs about horses, railroads, damnation, home, salvation, death, pride, humor, piety, rebellion, patriotishm, larceny, determination, tragedy, rowdiness, heartbreak and love. And Mother. And God." - Johnny Cash

Articles I have written are here.

Text file instructions here.

The Official U.S. Time

World and Greenwich Time Web site

I separated this Web site off from my companion Web site at, but "What am I doing?"

Academic and Research Tools and Resources for the "Deep" Web

Why? Because that Web site is technical in nature since it is devoted to providing information about the basic processes of creating, manipulating, presenting, recording, distributing, communicating, organizing, locating, protecting and preserving digital information. Please visit that Web site, also for a wealth of information that is provided to you "free" - for educational purposes only.

Why this Web site is kept "simple" - "Top Ten Mistakes in Web Design," Jakob Nielsen,

What do I need to view this Web site? You will need LizardTech's free DjVu plug-in for your Internet Explorer (or Mozilla's Firefox) to view the incredible images of photographs contained in this Web site.

Why did I convert most of my scanned photographs and some of the PDF files to LizardTech's DjVu image format? It's nothing short of outstanding, just like my father - nothing less for his life's story.

Will it harm my computer? Not a bit. It is a harmless browser plug-in available free from a reputable company that sells the conversion software.

Where can I go to learn more about DjVu? You can go here.

How do I get the plug-in? Just click on the following link to Cuminas Corporation's Web site, then just simply follow the instructions contained there - just a couple of clicks - and you're "good to go:"

Go to Cuminas


Please keep this in mind for this is very important for me to convey to you. This is my Personal Digital Library (the "heart and soul of me to share") "As I was always ready for the new day when I was very young - this one winter morning I jumped up and ran to the window to see what kind of day was in store for me.

We were living in Austin, Texas at 1502 Ridgemont Drive. And, to my complete astonishment the earth had completely changed from the day before, and the first words out of my mouth were, 'who done that!'

For you see, I had never seen snow before.

Over the years, as I've aged, I have asked the same question of why I am the way I am - 'Who done that!' These stories are the answer to that question.

And, I believe you will agree that we all love stories that we can all relate to - and say silently to ourselves, 'That's what a real man is all about.' And, for that I am thankful - to know the answer to that question and tell others the way to become a man.' "

- "Who Done That," Larry Blakeley (an update from my mother of some more facts surrounding this incident here)

Post Date: 29, September, 2004 at 5:30 AM CDT; 1030 GMT

- the end of the process of Information and Knowledge Management Systems (the "knowledge I have to share about these processes") for individuals - see a visual flowchart from my companion Web site at the home page that is

What I am doing with this Web site is my idea of a Personal Digital Library. When it's complete you follow the hyperlinks contained herein as far as you want to go. Sometimes I will send you outside of my Web site by hyperlinking to another Web site. But, when you look at the URL ("Uniform Resource Locator" - http://www.nameofWeb site.extension) you should be able to tell when you will be sent to the outside, unless I just forgot to put it in.

I have not even begun to put together the photos (and video - plus audio) that my father took. He was a photographer enthusiast - and, there are even videos (I believe) taken from the cockpit of the F-100 & F-104.

I started this project - as mentioned on the Web site homepage - with scanning those photos that I felt like would be sufficient to complement the basic text (which is only rudimentary at this time - except for the stories posted, such as, "What was he thinking about?") of the story of his life (and, my mother's together). They are there (along with the text) to provide a basic chronological orientation for the reader - but, will evolve over time to a full-blown story about a man and woman's life - from a "value/moral/principled" orientation of a common ordinary American man (as told about in "A Message to the Common, Ordinary American Man").

Gradually, this Web site will evolve into a "streaming video/audio" presentation.

Yesterday - November 16, 2004 - I carried a box of 11 - 8mm video film - 3" in spindle diameter and 50' in length - to a company in the Dallas area - U Edit Video - here is a copy of the work order and here is a copy of U Edit Video's services overview with prices for those interested in pulling out their own analog videos from their "boxes stored up high in the closet" - for transferring this analog film to DVD (digital) format for viewing - and, determining whether there is anything on them for posting on this Web site.

On the box enclosing one of these rolls of video film my father has written the following: "Vietnam 1965 - Valuable Film: Do Not Destroy."  Nobody has viewed the Vietnam film - so I really have no idea what is on it - but will let you know as soon as I know.

I had a stack of 12 other cylinders of what I thought was audio, but discovered when I took them in on November 19, 2004 that 8 of them were, in fact, video. The work order copy is here.


I picked up and viewed the DVD containing the movies my father took (December 10, 2004 - my father's birthday). His video contains the following:

- Da Nang Air Base, as it appeared in July, 1965;

- the Alaskan secret mission conducted by F-104 Starfighters in early 1965 (includes inflight refueling, a group of F-104's awaiting takeoff, and visuals from the cockpit in the air), F-104's on the ground being readied for a mission;

- other F-104 and F-4 Phantom filming;

- and, of course, personal family outings.

The next step is to identify the sections precisely and ready sections appropriate for this Web site for video streaming. Also, the audio CD's need to be listened to for possible inclusion herewith.

Post Date: December 11, 2004 at 11:45 AM CST; 1745 GMT

Footnote: There are actually 2 DVD's of video film instead of just 1 DVD - additional video includes the following:

- inflight and ground filming of the F-86 and F-100.

Post Date: December 11, 2004 at 11:40 PM CST; December 12, 2004 at 0540 GMT


I have not even put a dent in the video and audio that Dad took - and I've been on this project since March, 2004.

For those that are trying to understand the internet and the world wide web please go here for the article "The World Wide Web as an Engineering Paradigm" that explains this for you (select either the full version or a summary that I have provided for you). This article should help take some of the mystery out of this for you.

If there is a file that you want to download to your desktop, just use the right mouse button, and choose "save as," and select your desktop.

Only in very limited circumstance will you be turned over to a commercial Web site. Just in instances like say Johnny Cash's official Web site - that sort of thing - because if I do send you somewhere I want it to be the official Web site.


I have added a folder called "daily_logs" This method of keeping track (both me and you) of additional material (but, not "Articles" posted because they are already dated) that has been added seems to be working satisfactory on my companion Web site - "Information and Knowledge Management Systems" I'm going to use this procedure here, also. By doing this, it enables me to direct you to new files, or additional material added to a previous file (remember a "file" is nothing but nomenclature that I use for referring to any of these - a photograph, a text file, an html, htm, or any other files that I post to my Web sites).

Post Date: October 1, 2004 at 9:40 AM CDT; 1440 GMT


Please keep in mind that as you are viewing this Web site I am continuously working on it - including information about Major Roy James Blakeley's life and death, the resulting effects on his family (well, mostly me and my mother) and friends from this and from the ensuing 8-year period of this conflict, as well as what it takes out of a person to revisit the past after 39 years - that's one of other parts of my part of this story.

But, this story is also a story of love that many have, many have had, and many are looking for to no avail.

It also describes that a man can be tender, but yet still be capable of killing for his country and fellow American that needs him to when called upon. I want this story to include the fellow pilots (that meant so much to him) that he had known and flown with over a 12 year period of time between December, 1953 and July 22, 1965. I have only touched the surface of this project - my father took many more photos that are on slides, audio recordings, and video film - on the ground and in the air. This requires deligence, commitment and patience to devote much "time" to "stay the course" in order to take it slow and make sure to include everyone that I am aware of. My vision is to develop this into a personal experience project instead of a sterile historical accounting. Then, possibly - upon completion - have it made into a book (in order to guarantee that this story lives on past all of our lives here on earth) with an ebook supplement.

The Vietnam Archives - Special Collections Archive, Texas Tech University, Lubbock, Texas has already indicated to me by email that they are very interested in taking over the results when, and if I am ready . They know that I am no where close to completing my vision of what I want this story of America to convey.

These men are the best America has ever had and deserve something that shows that fact for others to understand what kind of men they were and what America should be again.

So, to you, sir my respect was acquired at a very young age and has always remained even through all the pain and tears of loss - a long-time admirer of these men in uniform here

There is no question in my mind that promptly after my father took this photograph of me and put his camera down - we saluted each other.

How do I know this? Because he knew what the regulations for "Civvies" were at the time (page 27, "Air Force Times," January 15, 1958).

How do I know that he knew these regulations? Because on page 17 of the same paper, "Air Force Times," in an article titled, "4310 New Captains On Latest Hike List," he circled his name in red pencil.

Besides - after you know my father, too - you will agree that he would have been proud to salute another officer in uniform.

So, as I continue to develop this story please enjoy my efforts of building something that means something to you - the many people that were such a large part of a fellow American's story. - Larry Blakeley, Posted August 26, 2004 at 10:30 AM CDT; 1530 GMT

"Well, I've seen a lot of good things die and I'm in an over emotional way," - "Kody," Matchbox 20, Album: Yourself Or Someone Like You, 1997. MP3 audio file/lyrics at

Some Vietnam History and what is being taught by Professor Kathryn Statler, University of San Diego, Department of History in her curriculum of a history course stereotyping the Vietnam veteran (and American male) as corrupt and savage.

This approach is some of the same rhetoric of untruths proclaimed by certain political opportunists - that now want us to support them. I refuse to allow this. This story will prove without a shadow of a doubt that some people have absolutely no clue whatsoever what many of these sons, fathers, and husbands were all about. And, I have proof and will tell the truth through this story of my father - one of many just like him.

Early visitors are seeing a "transformation" of a life's story of my father's love of life, how it began, where it came from, his words confirming these values, and why the rest of us "left behind" wished him back.

On this day - being the 7th day of September of the year 2004, my mother gathered the courage to turn over to me the remaining belongings of my father's. I told her a few days prior that I would like to have "the rest." She told me she did not know what I was speaking of. I then proceeded to tell her that it was some personal items of Dad's that I was aware of, but not supposed to be aware of. How did I know these existed? While retrieving something from the closet one day when I was still a teenager I spotted a "cigar box" with my father's handwriting on it. What was contained in that box haunted me for many years - and, still does to this very day. For when I opened the box expecting to find a treasure I found the cruel knowledge of "truth." For in that box was my father's Arkansas college ring and wedding ring - both visibly mangled. And, on the inside lid he had written the following, . "Future Maj Blakeley." The box also contained some officer pins and name tag (both for majors).

His love of growing up as a youth in the country MP3 audio file/lyrics at, fishing,

hunting - "John Lewis (Ashton - my mother's father), there's 2 things I want from you - your daughter and your shotgun - in that order." My granddad told him, "Roy, I don't think I could do without that shotgun!" He did not get the shotgun. My grandfather loved my father from that point on.

and fun cutting up.

And, then the love of his life appeared to him across that counter of the Riley Drugstore located on the mainstreet of a small dusty West Texas town of Rotan - my mother, Johnnye Louise Ashton.

And, this was truly a love story of theirs. And, my sisters and I are the results of their love for each other.

His love for his wife and his love for his family with her MP3 audio file/lyrics at

His love for his mother, father, brother, and the Blakeley/Vickrey/Ashton clan of family ... and for the ladies!

His love for his brotherhood of friendships and their return of that love back to him and his family.

His love for fellow Americans and his love of the America he knew back then, what he believed it stood for and how that love was clearly conveyed to his son in his short years here; and what his son, who "knows very well these things" of what America needs to recognize that has happened to its aggregate soul and return back to goodness of yesterday MP3 audio file/lyrics at

This project began with imaging photographs in JPEG format, then converting them to DjVu. One of the important goals to me is to teach you how powerful our stories can be in expressing our emotions and our lives. Another, is to teach others by returning and watching this develop over time - this is a very long project that began in June, 2004 when "I gathered the courage to reach up high and lower that dreaded box from the top of the closet shelf to tell this story, revisit some past, and learn some unknown past." Watching this story develop gives you a chance to view how something like this begins, how I come back later, unsatisfied that my words, my poetry selection, my photograph selection, my quotations references, etc. convey to you what I am feeling, so that I can use as many tools of expression available to me to bring you as close to my soul, as I possibly can (and, yes - cry with me) - my goal is for you to become me throughout this story because in so many ways it is your story, just told by me, make the necessary changes, then carry on and how it transpires on its journey to completion.

It will not be complete until I feel it in my heart - the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth has been purged from my heavy heart for over 39 years. You don't just carry on with your life's journey afterwards without questioning life's meanings, or at least I did not. My heart has been burdened with the pain and sadness from my realization of just how unnecessary the Vietnam conflict really was. Oh, how I was saddened by the loss of so many lives. I still ask, "for what and why?" I changed forever ... never to return. The party was over ....

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to
You would cry too if it happened to you

- "It's My Party (I'll Cry if I Want To)," Lesley Gore

The world is a bad place, a bad place
A terrible place to live

The changing of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes

All my sorrow, sad tomorrow
Take me back to my own home
All my crying (all my crying), feel I'm dying, dying

- "Reflections of My Life," Audio MP3/Lyrics

My innermost fear before dying and why I pulled the dreaded box down off of the top of the closet shelf to begin this project of love. - "These thoughts will never to be heard and felt by anyone, but myself. Alone, even after all these years - expression of words flowing as if speaking in tongues, or some kind of alien with a message from another planet. You look out, you see their faces, and you know that they don't know, nor will they ever know what you are trying to communicate to them. It's not their fault. But, when you are around them there is just no comfort at all for you here. You know you will always be alone - as if adrift on a raft in an ocean, no rudder, no sail, just adrift - no land in sight - riding upon a medium that will swallow you up, no evidence that you ever existed, never to be seen from again. You cling in constant fear of being washed overboard - for what reason you do not know" - "Why Bother?," Larry Blakeley, July, 2004

My father's life will be taken to completion, then on to his fellow pilots (as much information that I can gather), then lastly my Mother and me. None of these lives were on separate islands - they all are intertwined together in one way or another. - Larry Blakeley - Posted August 27, 2004 at 8:40 AM CDT; 1340 GMT

"Here a person can think of what all the good things he could be doing for someone he Loves like you Mom." - Roy James Blakeley, an "American man-child," - 17-1/2 years old and his statement of values of love of mother and goodness of the soul is very well documented in this letter dated January 24, 1946 written to his mother, Violet (Vickrey) Blakeley from "this little fella" -

"We have our own way of livin' and everything is done

With a southern accent, where I come from"

- "Southern Accent," Tom Petty MP3 audio file/lyrics at

- from his ship at Long Beach, California after reporting for duty with the United States Navy

Roy James Blakeley, "an America Son, Husband and Father " - 18 years later with the eyes of the jet fighter pilot - those that are fighter pilots see it easily, those that are not I suggest you look very, very closely at the eyes - and you, too will be capable of seeing this (by the way, his favorite color was brown).

[Click photographs for larger image]

Oh, beautiful, for spacious skies
But now those skies are threatening
They're beating plowshares into swords
For this tired old man that we elected king

["Midnight Address" on 2nd Gulf of Tonkin incident, August 4, 1964. Photo credit: Cecil Stoughton]

Armchair warriors often fail

[White House Situation Room, (L-R:) George Christian, President Lyndon B. Johnson, Gen. Robert Ginsburg, Walt Rostow look at relief map of Khe Sanh area, Vietnam. February 16, 1968. Photo credit: Yoichi R. Okamoto]

And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers clean up all details
Since daddy had to lie ... (song lyrics continued below)

["Dad, Mother doesn't want to be a young widow." That is when he said "I am planning on coming back." One month later he came back in a casket. "The Things You Didn't Do," Anonymous] ]

But, somewhere back there in the dust

[Roy Blakeley on an East Texas oil field road - 1935]
That same small town in each of us
This is the end
This is the end of the innocence

Remember when the days were long
And rolled beneath a deep blue sky
Didn't have a care in the world

[Larry Blakeley, 1502 Ridgemont Drive, Austin, Texas (April 1957)]

With mommy and daddy standin' by

[The Roy James Blakeley Family, Easter (1964)]

But "happily ever after" fails
And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
The lawyers dwell on small details
Since daddy had to fly ... (song lyrics continued below)

."... I begged him not to do that because the war might have changed by then in three months. He said, "they just need to get the 'zip 4's' over there." Later I knew he was probably making light of it, but at the time I was upset and you being the serious, sensible child you always were said:


It shocked him and he said, 'I am planning on coming back...'" - Email from Johnnye Blakeley to Larry Blakeley, dated 9/12/2004 7:50 PM, Posted September 27, 2004 at 8:20 PM CDT; September 28, 2004 at 0120 GMT.

Mother - you probably need to expand on this because it is unclear to those that don't know what you mean by ."..I begged him not to do that because the war might have changed by then in three months..." - Larry Blakeley, October 22, 2004.

Larry, I did send this, but what happened was: We were sitting at the table for dinner and he said something about if they needed an alternate to go to Viet Nam with another squadron besides ours, he might volunteer to rotate with them so he could be back by Christmas. He always liked to be home for Christmas. I said please don't do that for in three months when it is really time for you to rotate with our squadron, the war might have changed, maybe be over..He said we just need to get the "zip 4's" over there..Now that I look back I know he was trying to make light of it, because he saw my concern and worry about it. He might have been better off to go then, because they were doing "air to air" missions and by the time our squadron got there they had changed it to "air to ground" dive bombing and strafing at very low levels which made our pilots "sitting ducks" for the ground fire. You picked up on my concern and being the serious, sensible child you always were you said "Dad, Mother doesn't want to be a young widow." That is when he said "I am planning on coming back." One month later he came back in a casket.

Love Mother, email from Johnnye Blakeley, dated October 22, 2004.

[Larry Blakeley, awards presentation
Dyess Air Force Base, Abilene, Texas - August 1965]

- "The End of the Innocence," Composers/Performers: Don Henley and Bruce Hornsby

MP3 audio file/YouTube Video with Don Henley and Bruce Hornsby performing/lyrics

Well, he returned.

"There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you.

When you returned from Vietnam,

But you didn't."

"The Things You Didn't Do," - "The Things You Didn't Do," poem appearing in the book, "Living, Loving and Learning," Leo Buscaglia, Ph.D., Author: a female student who wished to remain anonymous.

We said we'd walk together, baby come what may
That come the twilight, should we lose our way
If as we're walking, a hand should slip free
I'll wait for you, should I fall behind, wait for me

- "If I Should Fall Behind," Bruce Springsteen, Album: Lucky Town, Columbia (1992) MP3 audio file/lyrics at

Dyess Air Force Base Awards Presentation - Larry.

Captain Roy James Blakeley, standing next to his F-104C Starfighter here, prepared to defend the children of America - possibly your son, your brother, or even your husband or father - that requested "AIR" support on July 15, 1965 just 10 miles from the runway at Da Nang Air Base after being caught in an ambuse by the Viet Cong.

Sir John Moor

These are the men of the United States Air Force that were first called to duty to protect their fellow Americans on that foreign hell-hole called Vietnam - the "beginning of the conflict that killed thousands just like him." Those that came back and those "left behind" here in the United States died in certain ways that are only understood by us - we just were never the same. For me - see my email to William B. Rood, Chicago Tribune, August 23, 2004 at 4:00 AM CDT; 0900 GMT and includes my previous email to America titled "Tell Me, Why? General McPeak" HTML TEXT (remember text files, right click the mouse, select "save to," and put on your desktop to open up from there).


A Line Breaking Each Section Below Indicates a Top Level Web page


First to Fight

First Marines wade ashore at Da Nang on March 8, 1965.

"Eighteen," Alice Cooper - MP3 audio file/lyrics

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one

- "Fortunate Son," MP3 audio file/lyrics, John Fogerty (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

"U.S. Marines in Vietnam: The Landing and the Buildup - 1965"

Well, my dear fellow Americans - was it really worth the price?

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards every one

When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Covered with flowers every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

- "Where Have All the Flowers Gone," words and music by Pete Seeger

Do you really believe our youth want to die for a cause that very well may be determined afterwards to be a lost cause? Under what conditions is our great society really threatened enough for the ultimate sacrifice of our youth - the protectors of our freedom? Are the illusive answers to any of these questions put forth for your consideration really any different today? Can you make your determination based on the facts and circumstances surrounding each battle cry? Can you step out of your comfort zone of pre-determined prejudice in thought in order to make sure for yourself, in your own mind, that you are, in fact, analyzing your position in an objective fashion - free of prejudice, free of your "old self" and the way you viewed the world and your fellow man?

Do you have the courage to look within yourself - your heart, your soul, and your mind no matter what dark secrets you may find? Even to the end of seeing that you may, in fact, be (heaven forbid) a Christian Supremacist - "Are You a Christian Supremacist?": Lessons from Attention to Native American Religions, a Lecture by Theodore Walker, Jr., Associate Professor of Ethics and Society at the Perkins School of Theology, Southern Methodist University, Dallas, Texas, 1 May 1996.

How do "nations prepare their young men to engage in deadly wars and prepare citizens to support the risks of going to war, especially a war of aggression?" Could it be that "this difficult transformation is accomplished by a special form of cognitive conditioning" centered around ideology, such as national security in order to promote to us "the nice big lie for instituting a host of bad, illegal, immoral policies?" - "A Situationist Perspective on the Psychology of Evil: Understanding How Good People Are Transformed into Perpetrators," Philip G. Zimbardo, Ph.D. (See Articles of Interest

Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?

- "Blowin' In The Wind," Bob Dylan (MP3 audio file/lyrics)

What if it was your son, your husband, your friend, your loved one - would you still feel the same? Do you really understand the fear, loneliness, and sadness of our young dying this way?

"Spiritual," Josh Haden (Johnny Cash version -

MP3 audio file/lyrics)

And, can you bring yourselves to believe what a dirty little German Nazis said many years ago?

"Of course the people don't want war. But after all, it's the leaders of the country who determine the policy, and it's always a simple matter to drag the people along whether it's a democracy, a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism, and exposing the country to greater danger." - Herman Goering at the Nuremberg trials,

And, has God really empowered America to be the decider of what's best for the rest of the world? Are we really God's chosen people and steward acting on His behalf - next in line after the descendants of Abraham? And, do you entrust to the President of the United States the power to exercise extreme caution before making HIS determination to kill peoples of other countries? And, is it really right to kill others in the name of justice for all?

And I'll never understand why the man
Standing in the Pearly Gates said...

"But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
We're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more."

- "Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven," John Prine

Did you hear 'em talkin' 'bout it on the radio
Did you stop to read the writing at The Wall
Did that voice inside you say
I've seen this all before
It's like Deja Vu all over again
It's like Deja Vu all over again

- "Deja Vu All Over Again," John Fogerty

And, are you willing to Take the Power Back if it should come to that?

"The children of American searching for manhood, respect, and honor as the other protectors of fellow Americans, but the look my father has just is not there, yet - America's children MP3 audio file/lyrics at, or do you believe Professor Kathryn Statler (see additional Vietnam History, as well as many just like her in our universites across America and certain political opportunists' stereotype of the Vietnam veteran?

Which is it for you?

"Experience should teach us to be most on our guard to protect liberty when the government's purposes are beneficent. Men born to freedom are naturally alert to repel invasion of their liberty by evil-minded rulers. The greatest dangers to liberty lurk in insidious encroachment by men of zeal, well meaning but without understanding." - Justice Louis Brandeis, 1928 (year of birth of Roy James Blakeley)

What did this "country boy" know within days of setting foot on Vietnam soil that many Americans did not figure out until years later?

"These people are a poor tired looking lot. Wish there was some way we could get out of this & get (save) some face." - Roy James Blakeley, Major USAF, jet fighter pilot Lockheed F-104C Starfighter, 436th Tactical Fighter Squadron, George Air Force Base, California, July 5, 1965 letter.

What else did he know? His days, or some other pilot in his squadron, were quite possibly numbered - considering the unrealistic use of the F-104 Starfighter for low-level strafing engagements - engagements being directed by the "higher command."

How do I know of these things? He told about these things in the many letters that he wrote from Vietnam - all of which are a part of this story - letters that I read for the first time 40 years later. Possibly, that is the reason he wrote so many during his 19 days in Vietnam - a record of his thoughts, his love, and his experience there.

"July 15, 1965 - 10 miles from the perimeter of Da Nang - :A Personal Account of an Engagement Missed by Historians"

- not even this country's highest accaimed Vietnam war experts, even the "highly touted" former Vietnam war journalist, now professor, A. J. Langguth, University of Southern California,; or even the former war correspondent and author of the book, "We Were Soldiers Once ... and Young," Joe Galloway

To my knowledge, my father's description of this engagement was never known by these historians, nor anyone else that has written about this early history of the conflicts taking place around this air base.

"Well here I am at Da Nang Air Base with 17,000 other guys. Flew my 10th combat mission - 10 miles off the end of the runway!! Viet Cong had just finished ambushing a convoy and we were diverted from our original target. Caught about 200 Viet Cong in the open and really "ate" them up. The Marines were taking out casualties & we were striking over their heads. The Marines really appreciated the quick response to their call for "AIR." The Zip 4's were there immediately!!" - Major Roy James Blakeley, July 16, 1965 letter to his brother, Lt. Colonel David Blakeley, U.S. Army

"Flew an outstanding mission the 15th. We had just got airborne and an Army unit was being ambushed and were pretty well cut up (lost 66 men) and they called us and asked for help. We spotted them and their attackers (Viet Cong) and rolled in on them. We killed 166 in about 10 minutes. The squadron here (436th) put all 4 of us in for an air medal. Will let you know if we get it. It made the papers over here." - Roy Blakeley, letter dated July 19, 1965

The following is an excerpt of what Harold Alston, Lt Col, USAF, Retired wrote in an email to me dated July 10, 2007 (For more on Harold Alston go to the Web page

I think the paper Roy referred to was either the “Air Force Times” or the “Stars and Stripes” Those were the only ones we ever saw while in SE Asia. Occasionally there was an article in the LA Times since we were based in CA.

(Journal) Entry for 15 July 1965, Thursday: “Didn’t fly today. I was spare for the flight, but was not needed. The boys got in a really good one. They caught a whole battalion of VC in their black pajama uniforms and really clobbered them. They used bombs (750 pound GP) and strafed them as they ran around in the open. The Forward Air Controller said the VC were really hurt. Must have killed a bunch. It was only 10 miles from the runway. I could watch the fighters as they made their attacks. I really would like to have been on this mission. Scheduled tomorrow though.” 

"Roy you eat regular as possible & get as much rest as you can in order to keep your resistance up. I know you don't have much time to write, but we sure look forward to hearing from you." - this letter and the above letter was in my Grandmother Violet's mailbox after returning from my father's burial - this letter had the words "Deceased: Return to Sender" written on the outside of envelope by my father's squadron commander, Major Eusebio Arriaga (AFSN 38463A). - Violet (Vickrey) Blakeley (my father's mother), letter dated July 18, 1965

Boss Paul: Sorry, Luke. I'm just doing my job. You gotta appreciate that.
Luke: Nah - calling it your job don't make it right, Boss. - "Cool Hand Luke," 1967

"Son-of-a-bitch" - pisses me off everytime I think about what Arriaga did. Obviously, a dead man and his grieving widow, parents, and children are easy prey for injustice by people like this and the military. I would be quite surprised if it was not a well-known fact among my father's squadron members that, due to bureaucratic slowness, my father's promotion to Major was unfairly delayed until after his death. My father had served his country ever since he was 17-1/2 years old (after high school graduation) and this is how his family was treated by his superiors. Yes, "Son-of-a-bitch" needs repeating, here. - Larry Blakeley

But then, along comes the wife - Mrs. Dean Arriaga - with her soul of compassion and goodness shaped, transformed, and elevated to a spirit of complex goodness through hardship, sorrow, pain, persecution, discrimination, and subservient status of huManity - always behind the man since the days of Adam and Eve.

Why have you let Man wreck the world ever since?

"I will remember you in my prayers and pray the Lights of Heaven shine on you and yours." - the note of sympathy from Dean Arriaga here

Here is the card from the Catholic Chaplain at Da Nang she sent.

Sir John Moor

- don't count on it, if you're dead!

"Of course the people don't want war. But after all, it's the leaders of the country who determine the policy, and it's always a simple matter to drag the people along whether it's a democracy, a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism, and exposing the country to greater danger." - Herman Goering at the Nuremberg trials,

"Thus the U.S. bombing of North Vietnam went forward based on the mistaken belief in a second attack in the Gulf of Tonkin. In a certain sense, because the resolution that passed Congress was used to justify the U.S. military commitment, the entire Vietnam War can be said to have been based on a misunderstanding. Just over a month afterward, when another pair of American warships in the Gulf of Tonkin also thought they had come under attack, LBJ began to express doubts about the reality of the August incident. In 1997, in Hanoi, Robert McNamara, in a conversation with Vietnamese Commander General Vo Nguyen Giap, also concluded that the August 4, 1964, incident had never occurred. That is now the general consensus among historians of the Vietnam War." -

"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power." - Abraham Lincoln.

"But she had refused to change her blood-stained clothes.

'No. Let them see what they have done,' she said."

- Jacqueline Kennedy, 2:38 p.m. aboard Air Force One at the swearing in of Lyndon B. Johnson as president

Lyndon B. Johnson swore he would uphold the Constitution on the Bible that John F. Kennedy had kept in the aft sleeping compartment of Air Force One.

What's the purpose of the these 3 words, anyway? As long as Americans continue to be duped by the corrupt and distorted souls of our leaders it is a reasonable assumption that the sons of America will continue to shed American blood on foreign soil in the name of Freedom.

"The presidency has made every man who occupied it, no matter how small, bigger than he was; and no matter how big, not big enough for its demands." - Lyndon Johnson (a man over his head in terms of foreign policy affairs that he inherited, at the wrong place, during the wrong time, surrounded by the wrong intellectuals, but still responsible nonetheless - just as John F. Kennedy preceding him was.)

For over 39 years now I have never been able to understand, "Why?"

Nor, have I felt the personal threat of safety to me or my children for justifying these wars.

I propose to my fellow American that there are far too many americans, politicians, journalists, lawyers, religious leaders, and academic scholars staked out in our universities that are intentionally spitting out the obsolete words of "republican, democrat, independent, liberal, conservative, left, and right" over its institutions of corrupt broadcast media available at its disposal in an effort to further their flawed purpose of power mongering in an effort to confuse the average American that for the most part has limited resources to process through this rhetoric used for their simple warfare tactic of "divide and conquer."

For those of us that are "Looking Through You" MP3 audio file/lyrics at and recognize the power shift that the internet - with its low cost of communication, community building and far reaching capability to write and speak to other individuals with the same plan of action across this great American citizenry. We will use this enabler to influence our fellow American and we will fight back against you.

Your simple prior tactics of cloaking your disfigured and malformed souls filled with corruption as your ultimate goal while holding up to us your sword of representing the people with truth, honesty, and justice will be uncovered - one soul at a time.

My life is everything that feeds my thirst - that causes sin.
My wants are all I care - no shame or guilt.
There's nothing there.
Look deep into my face.
I sell deceit without a trace.
Fear not what I can do unless you want it done to you.

Well, as I climb onto your back I will promise not to sting.
I will tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything.
Then I'll treat you like a dog as I shoot my venom in.
You pretend you didn't know that I am The Scorpion - oh.

- "The Scorpion," Audio MP3/Lyrics

We will pluck the disease from America one soul at a time until Americans own America, again.

.".. No more lies ... " - "Take The Power Back," Tool, Album: Rage Against the Machine, 1992. MP3 audio file/lyrics at (beware - profanity)

The stories contained in this Web site stands as a muniment of what I am trying to describe to others what we had; what we lost; and what we need back; here in America, from the American man.

What about the American woman? I don't know much about that - other than they are choosing certain men, having children with them, being abandoned by them, or killed by them. So, from that perspective there is much to be learned by women from this Web site. And, that is the only contribution that I can legitimately offer to the American woman.

I just hope and pray that my daughters never become a victim of him And, I offer up my son to America based on the principles of manhood covered throughout this Web site.

And, just in case you should want to laugh this off as just another failure of the American people to walk the walk, after talking the talk - read my words, some of us are "Madder Than Hell, And We're Not Going To Take It, Anymore." For it is these soldiers of truth, honesty, and justice that will lead the people of America in the direction that most want this country to head back to - a country that can be respected by other nations, leave others to determine their own destiny, as well as us here on our own soil, stop the wars, stop the killing, stop the taxation without honest representation, and most of all decimating the Consitution of Our United States of America under the disquise of the false prophecy.

We will find you, reveal you for who you are and you will lose in the end, so help us.

- "Mad as Hell and Not Going to Take It, Anymore," Americans, 2004.

"The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made." - Groucho Marx. This and others from him here


Roy James Blakeley's life here prior to December 1953

"I've always said, 'It's more important to see it than photograph it.' But, as Oren Lyons, the eloquent spokesman of the Onondaga Nation had told me: 'Yes, but if you don't photograph it, you couldn't share it.' I have also said, 'the only good photograph is a "political" photograph. Because those are the ones that make you see things for the first time.'" - William Coupon, photographer.

Note: Much of this webpage is a temporary location for photographs and some text descriptions for me to come back, elaborate on, move some, and smooth out the rough edges of my "storytelling" to you - as is the case in several areas throughout


Roy James Blakeley's life here between January 1954 and June 15, 1965

It includes the pilots in my father's squadrons at the following Air Force bases:

Bergstrom Air Force Base, Austin, Texas

Nellis Air Force Base, Las Vegas, Nevada

England Air Force Base, Alexandria, Louisiana

Wheeless Air Force Base (1961) in North Africa

Royal Air Force (RAF) Base - Lakenheath (just a few miles from RAF Mildenhall) located in Suffolk, England, just north of Cambridge, and about 2 hours' drive northeast of London

George Air Force Base, California (near Victorville and Apple Valley - before it had grass and golf courses).


1 letter and 2 postcards written by my father covering his flight from George Air Force Base, California with landings at Honolulu, Hawaii; Formosa, Taiwan; and Clark Air Force Base, Phillipines before departure for Da Nang Air Base, Republic of South Vietnam here


"We have been doing air to ground for the last two weeks & wish we would switch to escort for a while. It's hell of a lot safer!!....The bad thing is on air to ground missions we make 2 dive bomb runs & 3 strafe passes but the crazy Viet Cong don't try to hide or get into fox holes, they just shoot at you until they get shot. We pull out 2,000' higher than normal now!!" - Roy Blakeley, letter dated July 18, 1965

"I dive bomb and strafe targets as per higher headquarter's instructions. Hope we go back to escort up in North Viet Nam pretty soon as that's where the MIG's are." - Roy Blakeley, letter dated July 19, 1965

9 letters written by my father (including a letter written July 18th by his mother that was returned) in this 20-day period in July, 1965 while operating missions out of the Da Nang Airbase, Republic of South Vietnam and the last known photographs of him.


."....I flew 9,300 miles and 12 in flight refueling's getting here. Landed 3 times in route. My tail was really sore. Ha - think I will ride a transport back & sleep all the way."

July 5, 1965 letter

Notifications of death, investigative report of the accident, return of the remains of my father to the United States, friends and family support (cards, letters, telegrams, food, flowers, the services at Da Nang Air Base, Republic of South Vietnam; George Air Force Base, Victorville, California; and Rotan, Texas, and the funeral and burial here


Posthumous awards presentation and promotion to Major Roy James Blakeley, effective December, 1964, but no award for the July 15, 1965 engagement and no adjustment of survivors' benefits here to reflect a Major's grade pay scale here


My personal experiences and knowledge of the brotherhood of fighter pilots


A Cyberspace for me here - you see, my father and I are attached at the hips still - and will always be.

Why? Because of the love he gave me

- You see, it never occurred to my heart to ever feel otherwise. And, even if a child does not have that feeling - don't you think that possibly there is some sort of responsibility there? (absent abuse - no matter what type)

I believe in love of father just like him, so I love him, as he loved me - nothing different has ever enter my mind and heart - never.

Who with their mind and heart right would be any different? There are those, you know. (Doesn't it just break your heart? Yes, then the hardening sets in. Who knows if I was still working for a corporation these "twirps" might be my bosses! No, not me! Some reasons why I left corporate America - "Mad as Hell and Not Going to Take It, Anymore," Americans, 2004)

"They're f------g taking all the money back from you guys?" complains an Enron employee on the tapes. "All the money you guys stole from those poor grandmothers in California?"

"Yeah, grandma Millie, man"

"Yeah, now she wants her f------g money back for all the power you've charged right up, jammed right up her a------ for f------g $250 a megawatt hour."

The Enron lawyers play this down in court (as all lawyers representing the guilty party) defending their busted client. But, let there be no misunderstanding here - this is a disease that has spread throughout the body of American society and is devouring the history of goodness of this nation. Watch out! And, always know your surroundings, keep constant vigil, hand on your wallet or purse, and always look both ways before crossing the street.


Recent Articles of Interest that I have read and summarized for you down to 4,000 - 5,000 words for your faster reading (or the entire articles, should you so desire) - abstracts here.

I try to keep around 10, or so abstracts for you to briefly read to determine if you are interested in the summary or full versions. Then when I add a new articles I rotate the bottom abstract to the section below. Information needs to constantly flow to be of use to those that have already read it.

The themes of these articles range from the prejudices of Christianity:

"The problem for us Christians is this: where we readily condemn black supremacist prejudice and white supremacist prejudice as unethical; we resist condemning Christian supremacist prejudice. More than this, we Christians habitually think of Christian supremacist prejudice as a praiseworthy virtue...Where on the one hand, we think it is a vice to be a racial supremacist and to be racially prejudiced; on the other hand, we think it is a virtue to hold Christian religion is in principle and forever superior to all other religions, and we think it is a virtue to hold we know this prior to serious study of other religions." - "Are You a Christian Supremacist?": Lessons from Attention to Native American Religions, a Lecture by Theodore Walker, Jr., Associate Professor of Ethics and Society at the Perkins School of Theology, Southern Methodist University, Dallas, Texas, 1 May 1996.

- to why journalism in America should be read with skepticism, especially on issues that might lead Americans to untruths about other Americans by skewing their stories to match their biases - and, even just as important - all too often, failing to admitting to mistakes and announcing them on their front page in an effort to correct inaccuracies and seek truth;

Why? "People like (Judith) Miller (New York Times), with her outsize journalistic temperament of ambition, obsession, and competitive fervor, relying on people like Ahmad Chalabi, with his smooth, affable exterior retailing false information for his own motives, for the benefit of people reading a newspaper, trying to get at the truth of what's what." - "The Source of the Trouble," Franklin Foer, From the June 7, 2004 issue of New York Magazine.

to: why you and I will always struggle financially no matter how much knowledge and ability you may possess - and most will work for the other man;


down to the bottom of society hidden from view by most - the poor black and white men and women in America.

Which is why many of us could us Knowledge Warriors to replace many of these men and women journalists working on the payroll of these huge media corporations that need to sell stories based on sales and profit-making - can't help but see the faces of those "poor bastards," the desolate, and downtrodden poor souls in this world that are dying in the arms of someone that loves them every single day in the thousands and hundreds of thousands - just look at Sudan, Africa.

The only news you see or read is what they want you to see or read. Have you ever thought of that? You should.

Even the best of us get caught - heard former senator, astronaut, and fighter pilot John Glenn state over and over in an interview that his position was based on what he had "read in the newspaper." Does John Glenn know what he read? Yes. Does John Glenn know this to be the truth? What do you think? It could be, or it could not be. This nation cannot rely on the media anymore for issues that have grave consequences for us. Why? What if they get it wrong?

Personally, I feel much more comfortable to learn from those scholars in academia (knowledge experts) that have a history of discovering the truth through much research and oversight by their peers. And, this history can be documented and is known to be such.

But, ultimately our most valuable lessons in life are learned from men of great character. Do you have to be a mental giant to have an everlasting positive effect on a younger person? No, not at all - but, you have to be a man that "walks the walk of the talk with goodness of soul for others in your heart." My father was that kind of man.

"We deny our Saviour by refusing to be a testimony to the lost; our very lives can be the greatest sermon of all." - "Lives Do Not Reflect New Life," Valarie Owen, Sermon of the Week

"I had long since remarked that in matters of conduct it is necessary sometimes to follow opinions known to be uncertain, as if they were not subject to doubt; but, because now I was desirous to devote myself to the search after truth, I considered that I must do just the contrary, and reject as absolutely false every-thing concerning which I could imagine the least doubt to exist." - Descartes, "I Think, Therefore I Am," from Discourse on Method


The rest of the Articles and News Feeds will be stored here.


Some answers to personal questions that you may have here.

"When is the most emotional time of the day for me? Right after waking up, pouring my first cup of coffee, then sitting down in front of my monitor and keyboard, putting my headphones on (the music of inspiration is already going), and then go back and remember for you, again ...... " and, other straightforward questions and answers that you may be curious about - I would be.