(Contact Info: larry at larryblakeley.com)

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A listing and access link to all:
song lyrics and mp3 audio files http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/songs/ (all of which are a part of this Web site) can be accessed simply by selecting the "htm" file for the song you want;

poetry http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/poetry.htm;

quotations http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/quotations.htm; and

essays written by Larry Blakeley http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/articles/articles_larry_blakeley.htm,

all of which are used to tell the story in this Web site, can be accessed by going to each respective link set out above.

My son, Larry Blakeley http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/larryblakeley_photos_jpeg.htm manages this Web site and the following Web sites:

Larry Blakeley (Contact Info: larry at larryblakeley.com)

Leslie (Blakeley) Adkins - my granddaughter

Lori Ann Blakeley (June 20, 1985 - May 4, 2005) - my granddaughter

Evan Blakeley- my grandson

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 http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/songs/still_cant_say_goodbye.htm

For a larger image click on the photograph.

[DjVu Original] http://www.royblakeley.name/roy_james_blakeley/directory_letter_wlbrawley19650817.djvu

[Text] http://www.royblakeley.name/roy_james_blakeley/letter_wlbrawley19650817.txt

August 17, 1965

Dear Mr. & Mrs. Blakeley,

As my parents probably told you I am on temporary duty with the 436th Squadron; therefore, I knew some of the people before coming over here. One day I was eating lunch with your son and he said he had been meaning to ask me if I knew Hugh Brawley. Of course that started a very long conversation about both our backgrounds. He said it had been quite a while since he'd been to Gilmer. He mentioned the different places he'd lived. He talked about how he'd gotten into the Reserve, and about going to the University of Arkansas. He mentioned how much he liked the city of Austin. I went to the University of Texas there. He mentioned that when he wrote you, he would mention our meeting.

Your son was a very likable person, and a very good and experienced pilot. Everyone was very grieved. A flight of 104's passed over the site in formation. It was a beautiful yet very sad sight. Also a memorial was held in the base Chapel.

My sypathy to you and his family,


W. L. Brawley