Tim Blevins:
CLASS OF 1968
Raytown High SchoolClass of 1968
Raytown, MO
U.S. Naval AcademyClass of 1972
Annapolis, MD
Tim's Story
Life
In June 1968, I took my very first airplane trip and entered the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis. After 4 eventful years, I emerged with a degree and officerÂs commission. My first tour was 3+ years on the USS San Jose (a seagoing warehouse and grocery store), based near San Francisco. I made 2 deployments to West Pac (shuttling between Philippines and Vietnam), plus visits to several Pacific ports (but NOT Australia!  ÂRound eyes! Round eyes!Â). Next I was a Âbattalion commander training navy recruits in San Diego. In 1977, I resigned my commission, became a civilian, and drove off to see the 40+ states I had never visited. It was amazing how much could be seen and done when free of schedules and housing costs.
A committed relationship (with a special woman and her daughter) lasted 13 years, until a painful parting in 1989. My personal anguish echoed from my own experiences as the 2nd of 4 children, all casualties of our parents protracted (5 years!) and traumatic divorce proceedings. Some less painful memories are:
1. During 8th grade basketball season, I dreaded telling coach I would miss one basketball practice. I feared he'd ask me why, and IÂd have to tell him it was to testify at my parents divorce trial. He did ask me, and I told him, and he said no more about it, for which I was extremely grateful.
2. I was the only student in civics class who could define Âcharacter witnessÂ. I had to laugh (at least there was some ACADEMIC benefit to my nightmare!)
3. I wrote a senior English Comp assignment on the Âcauses of divorceÂ. I concluded there were two prerequisites of divorce. You guessed it - people and marriage! The best prevention of divorce was DO NOT GET MARRIED!
After the Navy, I worked 7 years for defense contractors, gradually getting fed up with the treadmill of waste and endless arms race. In 1985, I learned of plans for a ÂGreat Peace March (GPM) for global nuclear disarmament. People were working to END the arms race, not ...Expand for more
merely to Âwin it, and I felt called by it. Part of the attraction was to actually WALK across the United States! Daydreaming in high school, I would imagine pioneers traveling the Santa Fe Trail (alias Blue Ridge Blvd). Deciding and preparing to do the GPM were strangely easy. That story is too big to tell here, but I and a few hundred other people actually DID spend most of 1986 walking from LA to DC. It was an experience and adventure beyond telling.
Since the GPM, life is more varied, less remunerative, and accompanied by priceless blessings; among them a wonderful wife and daughter, a home like I used to dream about, and surprises like a trip to Paris (our flight to England/Ireland got cancelled, and the fastest Âstandby route was via Paris. Oh darn!). Post-GPM jobs include resident caretaker (of a church-owned house used for weddings, meetings, etc.), field research (epidemiological), technical writing, retail data collection, laboratory custodian, teaching adults to read, chemical handler (I'd Âaliquot the aliquotsÂ), math tutor, textbook reader (for blind students), delivery routes, and junior high school teacher.
Fond memories of former classmates/shipmates and our real (or imagined) affection grow more tenacious over time, especially when reminded of our individual mortality. On March 19th, 2005, I took my daughter to the same special place where (in 1969) I first swam in the ocean, aiming to make her first ocean swim equally magical. My first time was under a perfect full moon, while this day we had a brilliant, sunny afternoon. Everything went well, until returning to shore. I got caught in a Ârip tide and came too close to drowning. In fact, the ocean pulled my swim trunks right off me and I havenÂt seen them since. I reached the beach wearing nothing but my wedding ring. I like to think my trunks are floating across the ocean and will wash up on some exotic beach. Meanwhile, I feel (not for the first time) as if IÂm living on Âborrowed timeÂ.
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