Wednesday, March 21, 2012

letter from the navy

i jus got this letter from the navy, in response to my written request for re-examination of my dd214.  as of now, the reason for separation is homosexuality.

here is the full text of that letter:

dear mr. leQ
this is in reference to your application for correction of your naval record pursuant to the provisions of title 10 of the United States Code, section 1552.
a three member panel of the board for correction of naval records, sitting in executive session, considered your application on 13 marsh 2012.  your allegations of error and injustice were reviewed in accordance with the administrative regulations and procedures applicable to the proceedings of this board.  documentary material considered by the board consisted of your application, together with all  material submitted in support thereof, your naval record and applicable statutes, regulations and policies.
after careful and conscientious consideration of the en tire record, the board found that the evidence submitted was insufficient to establish the existence of probable material error or injustice.
you enlisted in the navy and entered active duty on 31 october 1980.  you received non-judicial punishment on three occasions for an indecent assault of a male sailor aboard a vessel, disobeying a lawful order (two specifications), wrongful possession of marijuana, unauthorized absence, and wearing an improper uniform.  you were then  notified that your commanding officer was recommending you for administrative separation with an other than honorable (OTH) characterization of service due to unfitness for non-consensual homosexuality.  you waived all of your procedural rights, including your right to an administrative discharge board (ADB).  on 1 october 1981, you received and OTH discharge due to homosexuality, and were assigned an RE-4 (not recommended for retentions) re-enlistment code.
in its review of your application, the board carefully weighed all potentially mitigating factors, such as your youth and request to change the reason for your separation.  however, the discharge should not be changed due to your non-consensual homosexual act above a naval vessel.  you are advised that under today's standards, a sailor separated for homosexuality will received the type of characterization based on his service record only if there are no aggravating circumstances, such as a non-consensual act aboard a naval vessel.  the board found you waived your right to an ADB, your best opportunity for retention or a better characterization of service.  
finally, the board believed that the only other reason for separation in your case would be misconduct, and found that this would not be remedial in nature.  in view of the above, your application has been denied.  the name and votes of the member of the panel will be furnished upon request.
it is regretted that the circumstances of your case are such that favorable action cannot be taken.  you are entitled to have the board reconsider its decision upon submission of new and material evidence or other matter not previously considered by the board.  in this regard, it is important to keep in mind that a presumption of regularity attaches to all official records.  consequently, when applying for a correction of an official naval record, the burrden is on the applicant to demonstrate the existence of probable material error or injustice.
sincerely

w. dean pfeiffer(executive director)
department of the navy
board for correction of naval records
901 s. courthouse road, suite 1001
arlington va 22204-2490
bjg
docket no 6477-11
14 march 2012

first, lemme just clarify a coupla things.  #1, sex was so consensual.  the last thing i want is a non-working partner.  and TWO.  that uniform worn by me the first day at bootcamp, on 31 october 1980, because that's all i wore back in those days. and at the time i was sporting lieutenant's bars, in green camouflage. just because the 31st was a friday, and i had to spend the whole weekend in barracks until we got our uniforms on the following monday.

but my experience in the navy is one that i wouldn't have traded God for it.  from the moment i stepped foot in that recruiter's office, across the street from the bar i dj'd at, until that day of course. i got fired for being gay in what was becoming a str8 bar.  new owners were not at all conducive to gays as a rule.  so i left the club, which was called david's...  went down the street a bit, and pulled out a joint.  i sat on a parked car and kept looking at that recruiter's office.  the next thing i know, i'm getting congratulated on the score i got on the screening tests.  they convinced me to sign up that day.  the fact that the recruiters were hot, had nothing to do with my decision.  i always dreamt of being on a submarine, and here i was, just about to fulfill that notion.

so, this was on 29 october.  needless to say, i had the only party in town on the 30th.  went to bed with my fuck buddy, and was awakened at 0600 by the recruiter, who came to pick me up to take me to the airport for my flight to orlando, the bootcamp i chose while at the recruiters' offices.

there's so much more of my navy days that i could reveal.  in time.

Monday, November 07, 2011

dd214 request

i just sent in a request for a copy of my dd214.  it was free.  and it'll probably take 3 weeks.  but who knows, i might get it before the 5th.  hopefully.  anyway, my confirmation number is 1-10133756801, and it was done here --->  https://vetrecs.archives.gov/VeteranRequest/home.asp

Thursday, August 11, 2011

UPDATE: from my trial information

UPDATE 11/12/11:  well, now it's set for 12/5.  @ 11. and i should take my bag with.  they had better not give me 2 years.  like my lawyer said.  time to call on God.

UPDATE 9/23/11:  my lawyer's secretary tells me today that trial date is set for 9/29 @ 9.  my heart started in

overdrive.  i don't know what to think about it.  it's like i need to cover my bases in case they take me away right away.   i doubt they'll do that.  if they've got ANY compassion.  but who knows.  only the judge knows.  and i hear that i drew a good and fair judge.  she's fair in all respects.  so long as you're not trying to dupe her.  respect.  like i've always said.


UPDATE 8/29/11:  my lawyer tells me that their offer of dropping it down to 2nd, and 7 days, IN JAIL.  she didn't accept that, and frankly, neither did i.  i did manage to get 2 more supporting affidavits, another one from johnson, and one from my driver...  who knows, i may beat this yet.  wouldn't THAT be something.  i wonder if their fears about this case (everyone is now gonna claim sleepwalking).  no decision has been made yet, and to my knowledge theresa is still negotiating with him.  hopefully i'll hear some thing this week.  i hope i get some lead time should we go to trial.

i've gotta face an OWI 3rd in july. the trial information has given me some data that i have been wanting for a while. history of criminal activities. arrest record iow.

way back in 75, 12/14 to be exact, i was charged with taking a vehicle without the owner's consent, and interstate transport of a stolen vehicle.

then in 1988, on 4/29, i was arrested in san francisco for PC-force/adm not firearm: gb:I likely dispo:pros rel-det only/vic unaval/decline pros

and i also found out my name back in the days - i was nehemiah mahbuballah mahana. it's a long story. going back to marshalltown and hashem ghoulem abdullah. and omid kahkesh. the only two people i truly fell head over heels over. anyway, back to the paperwork the county attorney was kind enough to disclose. there's a limit of six years, not twelve. unless i see differently, the legislature could have increased that. i'll have to check the web. anyway, i was nehemiah for about 5 years. nick for short (nick as in nickname).

then back in 79, 3/8 to be precise, NYSP (new york state police & not the customs agents) stopped me coming back from montreal on the train, with 'stolen' credit cards. never got anything but released. i was a pretty convincing pretty boy back then. it was like i could talk my way out of anything. anyway, i had the cards from a trick of mine in chicago. really forgot that i had them. i know i used one of 'em once, to fly from mason city to new york for new years. got by with that.

but back to nick's trouble in '75, that was due to my infatuation with this fare i picked up in dees moines. i drove cab at the time. and he somehow convinced me to move to hawaii with him. hell, how could anybody much less me, say no to such a hottie. he was supposedly from hawaii and had lots of 'people' out there waiting for him. so we did our best to get to las vegas. he ends up disappearing for a few hours, and finding me with his 'new car'. i should have known it was stolen. but the plan was to drive to LA and catch a boat out to hawaii. i think the best thing that happened was when he got stopped for speeding on the 405 in orange county. we were there over christmas, and extradicted back to las vegas. i somehow got off of all the charges - again, my ass was in fine shape back then. anyway, i don't know what happened to the other kid. he kinda disappeared.

so that takes me back to vegas in early 79, which sounds about right. i stayed in vegas for about three months that time - before me and 2 other hispanics decided to thumb it to new york, and get famous. so, still in vegas, i worked as a houseboy to some fatcat out west of town. gave me a car to use, a chrysler cordoba (remember them?) to drive around in and everything. place to stay. pool to enjoy. i was living high on the hog during that time period. something that i wasn't used to, hitchhiking from the west coast to the east coast like it was a trip across town.

some of you have asked, how did it all start. well, i'll tell ya, it was back in 75 when i was in des moines, working for blue cross/blue shield. i went to the bathroom one day, and never went back to my desk. i was out on the interstate in less than an hour, with everything i owned. where i went, i couldn't begin to tell ya. out west i'm sure. i always had good luck hitching around california. it was like they were a different breed out there.


Thursday, March 10, 2011

had i gone into the seminary like i wanted...

i would have probably been kicked out of the church, and excommunicated for my outspoken nature. i'd be a good confessor tho. shit, with the knowledge i have of other crimes and criminals, i'm surprised i'm still alive. most people who know what i know, are dead. or still sucking at the teat. no, i would be a good confessor had i not left the church.

i remember as far back as kindergarten, that i wanted to become a priest. i used to play mass at home, getting all dressed up in towels and sheets. the robes were so magnificant i remember saying to myself. i remember when i took first communion. i was in first grade. old enough to know that i loved cock, and i wanted to become a priest so i could have a chance at being the first American pope. my mother, i remember, always used to ask what she would do with a pope in the family. i thought it was kinda funny. mommy was so silly thinking that i, a boy from iowa, could become the first American pope. i think what mommy didn't know was that i thought of the pope as blessed and sacred as jesus christ was. that he was indeed god's representative on earth.


Sunday, October 10, 2010

Walking Down Memory Lane @January-1970

I remember sitting in class one January morning. the year was 1970, we were still newcomers to Manly Iowa. since we were coming from 10 miles away, it didn't seem to be a 'newcomer' paradise, but rather an 'out in the country' experience. i still had to make new friends, and new study buddies. that in itself, was rather fun. the eye candy in manly was certainly desireable and quite obtainable. maybe it was my youth that got me through the zippers. whatever it was, i don't have it now.

anyway, um, back to january 1970. we've been in town for 6 months, and i made a few friends, or so i t hought they were my friends. they were countable on one hand. but january 1970 was the time i was sent away by the court in worth county. why? because i 'stole' 35 cars. it wasn't really stealing, it was more like borrowing, because i always returned the vehicles with more gas in them than when i borrowed them. it even made the town's weekly newspaper, the signal. i was dubbed 'the gas bandit' and for a couple of weeks, i was famous (your name in the paper made you 'famous'). but it all came to a screeching halt when i had a flat tire one night out on highway 9. see, the problem wasn't that i had a flat tire, no. the problem was that i was driving the town cop's car.

it was like an addiction. taking my parents' 59 buick special out for a 2hr ride around north iowa @ 2am was simply just good ol' country boy fun.

that car made it through two worth county fair demolition races. the first time earning a big friggin trophy. i had nothing to do with this event, but it brought smiles to my face when i heard about it. i KNEW ol' betty, so named after my aunt in northwood,

no, i was sittin behind locked doors,from jan-aug of '70, i spent that time in durand illinois. the boys farm school. i don't know what it is now. i think it's still a school. i think the BFS was a private concern, not run by the state. i know when they transferred me out of BFS to a place in eldora iowa, only this was the state run vocational school for 'wayward' boys. 99% of the kids in eldora were court ordered. i'm not sure what role the court played in all of my commitment. certainly they had the last say.

but ol' betty served me many a good times. both in manly, and in surrounding towns, mainly mason city. i'm real surprised that no cop ever thought of stopping me. i was big for my age, i know that. but still. a kid no older than 13.5, out at 3am? c'mON. even in 1970, that had to raise a few eyebrows, no? i'm afraid the only ones that can answer that are in the ground, god bless their souls. ayup, betty got me a lot of dick too.

 that was when i started my affair with the town cop. i would sneak out, and when i got done driving, i would park the car, and walk back into the yonder in this little house alongside the lumber yard. can't remember his name right off hand, but i ended up getting sent away after i got caught with his car out on hwy 9 with a flat tire. the guy who stopped me turned me in, i jus know it. from that day on, i knew two things in manly iowa: one - they's a decent bunch of horndogs in manly iowa. and two - they never got the best if they aint had me. i was a out and proud even back in 70, the first year of gay liberation. stonewall happened on my 13th birthday, 6/27/69.  those numbers are golden.  6(2+7) 69.  like gaga sings, i was born this way.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

the Visitors by ABBA


both are great. so, sing along:

I hear the doorbell ring and suddenly the panic

takes me
The sound so ominously tearing through the

silence
I cannot move, I'm standing
Numb and frozen
Among the things I love so dearly
The books, the paintings and the furniture
Help me...

The signal's sounding once again and someone

tries the doorknob
None of my friends would be so stupidly

impatient
And they don't dare to come here
Anymore now
But how I loved our secret meetings
We talked and talked in quiet voices
Smiling...

Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up

These walls have witnessed all the anguish of

humiliation
And seen the hope of freedom glow in shining

faces
And now they've come to take me
Come to break me
And yet it isn't unexpected
I have been waiting for these visitors
Help me...

Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up

Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up

(fade)


and:


thanks to the internet. i just wanted fast access to them. no profit has been or will be made from the publication of these lyrics on farpoint. done purely for educational purpose.

the year? 1980. the same year i went into the navy. the same year i went for my 2nd rehab in cherokee (ia). the same year that i met jerry. need i say any more?

anyway, i hope someone else gets as much enjoyment walking down memory lane as i did.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

Tuesday, February 7, 1989

well, i guess it doesn't matter which way, because it feels like it could be over.

gallagher (beth) called early, but didn't get msg til late

maybe i hope, getting much off belmont
being hounded by stuart

Saturday, February 4, 1989

conflicts of attitude
w/stuart
$60 stu
jerry & lydina in
Reup 9
jerry took off
over 20
B.D. Gene

Tuesday, January 31, 1989

late to work
9:15 - 4:15 (1/2) 6.5

home evening

40 advance from gallagher
made love this am w/jerry - NICE!

Friday, January 27, 1989

i'm so tired of dealing with these people
that take full advantage of my kindness
so tired of letting things get out of control

confirmed job for Monday. YEAH!
i've been cutting it out, and going public with the change
JNB were.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

all i can say is HALLELUJAH ! !

that's right, i said it.... and the video couldn't have been edited any better.

HALLELUJAH ...

for the 100th time

really, i just can't get enough of everlast's saving grace. it's been over an hour now. another hour and i say it should be quittin time. if ya got an hour or 45 minutes, stick around, the show is getting better. watch holly hunter's take on grace's journey. it'll explain alot of the video takes. it's better when you understand the story.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

gotta get this on top of it all

i only need to put some space in beween this post, and the next post. which would have been the first post had this post not been presented. anyway, i think i'll put a pic in here. hmm, now which one would i like to do? my desktop? hmm ya, why not.

Monday, May 24, 2010

5 years worth

make that 5.5 years worth. yup. today i emptied the ol' hag. took me a full minute plus, to stop shaking afterwards. all i can say is *whew*

http://www.flickr.com/photos/masoncitylife/4637407184/

hopefully it wont take another 5 years to empty again.

Thursday, May 06, 2010

in a spate of self-promotion

i've played it three times tonite and i heard something new each time.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

ben thinkin' about robert clivilles lately

and wanted to compile a list of his hits...almost too many to remember. i tell ya, the boy has talent, God was good to him. anyway, found this (i wonder if it's a complete list) on the internet:


ya know, some people are hot when they're young and they lose it as they grow older. or, they're bland while young, and grow up into a real hottie once they've aged some. but this kid, this kid was hot the day he was born, and will be hot til the day he dies. just LOOK at those eyes!! not to mention the body on them bones.

God made only one.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

catch up time

i'm just lookin through this blog, and see no entries between 1986 and 1990. it's like those 4 years are just gone on to better lands. unless i hear music, i will hesitate to state what time frame it is/was. and then before 1986. 1980 was the navy year. 80-81. new york after that. new york while at sub school was always a nice thing to have. and sub school/;nuke school/personnelman school. that i'm on the books down there as being the only one in history to have a 3 day assignment to the school. yup, went thru that like a breeze behind me, and nothing ahead of me. i don't think i've ever told the story of how the navy came to be.

i was dj'n in denver colorado. was dropped off there by a man (and his boyfriend) who worked at the mental health institute in cherokee, iowa. i was there on drug rehab, and went thru the 30 day program in like 4 months. i only needed a place to go. i was running out of hotel money in des moines. i think i did 4 nites at that hotel. fort des moines i believe. yup, got through the social network they have in des moines for the state. see, i had history with cherokee. lots of it. my first time there was in 1970. i was put on the children's unit, but was moved to the azdoloescent ward after about a week. once in the adolescent ward, i could roam the grounds. and play my beloved piano (it was the only way i could pray for the longest time). ya, cherokee and i are old pals.

anyway, that was all 1979-1980. halloween was the day i entered boot camp. it was a friday that year (80). i had to spend the whole weekend in my army gear. bars and all. i graduated from one bar to two bars. a captain in the army, but only a lieutenant in the navy. i even went thru the silver bar first. it was my uniform throughout the 70's. but ya, cherokee is a helluva place. this HUMONGOUS main building had tunnels. lots of them, and they went to every building on the campus. there was this rolloing prairie as it's backyard, complete with stream, and cows. cherokee will always remain with me, as the place i first discovered god.

oh and the master list of locations where i lived for at least 30 days.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

from my baby book

well, i guess last doesn't always mean the end...

according to my baby book, i was born at 2:15 AM, on June 27, 1956. name was David Lynn, the doctor's name was Dr. White. Place Iowa City, IA; godparents were Mr. & Mrs Robert E. Moorehead (wife's name was Tootie). i was 7lb 6oz, 21-1/4"

other notes in the baby book:

baby had completed formula-feeding until July 31, 1956.
baby was first fed with a spoon at 1 month 4 days.
baby was fed with a cup at 4 months 18 days.

and then this gem under ABOUT TEETH.
you bit me Jan 1, 1957. just about could see the teeth - on top over to the side. now you want to bite everything including my face. so cute!

judge for yourself.

and then there's more.

baby first sat up steadily on December 26, 1956.

here we go. baby's first christmas:
2 days short of 6 months.
don't know how you knew it was christmas, but you were up at 5:am. granny & i helpd open most of your gifts tho, you tried so hard with one that rattled (you got it open to!) you received lost of nice presents and I sure had fun playhing with them (with ou that is). cried, first time i bought home tree tho it didn't bother you once it was decorated.

gifts: white shoes from Florence Leary (neighbor), rattle (shape of word baby)j frogreat-aunt bernice and uncle earl, 2 pair of sox, and dog squeeker from Gene. John and George (cousins), stuffed lamb from Kim, Chip, Carol Ann (cousins)Minnie Mouse squeeker, from Granny, donald duck sqeeker from gennis, gary, & diane (cousins), something tipper cup from great aunt maggie, wooden blocks, frog. there was another thing there in the baby book, but i jus couldn't read my mom's handwriting. so i'm turning the page.

OUTTINGS

iowa city to mason city (july 5, 1956), mason city to marshalltown (oct. 21, 1956), marshalltown to mason city (oct. 28, 1956), mason city to waterloo and back (mother's day, 1958.

there there this under it:

your first trip was home from iowa city. son ??? & you slept all the way. took most of 6 hours & i worried at first that you'd cry then because you didn't wake, even to eat, mommy sure was proud of you cause you were so good.

awwww

there's more:

TOYS
your first toy was a terry cloth bambie. mommie made in iowa city. stuffed dog from mary smith. mommie got some plastic bells for your crib & at first you had no time at all for them. cause you were only five weeks old. also got some bright colored, rubber, teethin beads which you'd lay and lookat for long time. kept wandering what you were thinking just a layin the lookin.

A telephone rattle when you were 3 months old. sometimes you'd shake it so hard & then hit yourself in the face & scare yourself. My what a face you'd make.

FIRST BIRTHDAY

blue sweater - great aunt maggie
yellow shirt & sox from dennis gary & diane, gene, john & george (cousins). plastic pail & ablocks from great aunt bernice, and uncle earl. dial telephone from granny, 2 little cars, from phyllis graham (woman mommie works with at Barny's) (her handwriting isn't that great). rockin horse, 4' wading pool, beach bal, plastic pail & scoop small ball with 3 balls. set of interlocking plastic blocks, small ball with 3 balls floating inside of it, all from mommie.

SECOND BIRTHDAY

big boat - daddy; dump truck - animals - hackboard from mommie & daddy, tracktor from dennis, gary & diane. 3pr socks from gene, john & georgie, 1 shorts & 2 candy bars from pearl (neighbor), $1 and cloth book from great aunt maggie, $1 from great aunt leta (who i never met with rememberance), $.25 from aunt betty & family, paint truck book from grandma reynolds.

there's more writing in the back page, but i can't decipher it at all. and i'm usually am pretty good about it. i'm getting hungry.

so that pretty much wraps up my baby book entries.

Monday, November 17, 2008

all good things come to an end

it is with deep regret that i tell you this will be the last post.  i expect google/blogger to reclaim this, and the other blogs i have soon, so i just wanted to stop by and say good bye.  you can still find me on the net, just go to http://blog.farpoint.org.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

still around

i gotta post one so they keep this on the active side of things. but i just went down memory lane, and it was serious. serious stuff. more later. i'm just happy that it's still here. i could try and pick up where i left off, but i think i'll be missing some diaries during those yezrs. let me see what i can do about that.l getting all those books (http://www.farpoint.org/theQ.jpg) online would really make my day.
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