**Chief Photographers Mate**Chief Petty Officer**Daniel A. Bernath NANP Hon. 503 367 4204 ussyorktowncvs10@yahoo.com

Mark C. Seavey ......  5674 Orchardgrass Lane    Indianapolis, IN 46254-1375
Click picture for big view

Directions to Jonn Lilyea's hovel~
#33 Darie Circle
Ft. Ashby WVA
240-425-715
4


Randy Ryder

173 Cross Road  Rochester Strafford, NH. 03867-5115

Phone: (603) 948 2224

Randy Ryder threatens 65 year old Vietnam War, Cold War Veterans with "curb stomping"

"War is the remedy that our enemies have chosen, and I say
let us give them all they want
."



res judicata 
Jonn Lilyea is a dangerous person and will likely use guns to kill or harm in the future
Oregon C140741RO
Restraining Order
Jonn Lilyea has  abused victim;
Victim of Jonn Lilyea is in immediate danger of further abuse: Lilyea restrained from "abuse intimidation, molesting, interfere with or menace" the victim
18 USC 922(g) "unlawful {for Jonn Lilyea} to possess firearm"
click for pic of Lilyea's guns
The Court finds: Case 0601SP043742013, WVA Jonn Lilyea (This Aint Hell)
ruled as follows:

1) Jonn Lilyea  has committed a harassing act.
 Jonn Lilyea is
likely to commit an adversarial act against victims


2) That this act was threats and more ...and escalating
gun violence,

 

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Pic: Jonn Lilyea watching child porn on his flat screen tv, in the dark with Mark Seavey, Indiana attorney of American Legion.  One hand on the start/stop button, the other on each other's Johnson.
Secret Squirrel Satarist and/or Satire Defense

Jason A.
Ellenburg "flagwaver"click here for details
 to helpless people at 608 Villa, Newberg, Oregonclick here for details
.
Katie“Aysel” Landry-Ellenburg
608 Villa, Newberg, OR
97132
click here for details
Which room is used to make the death threats on the internet as "Flagwaver" to 65 year old 100% disabled Vietnam Cold War service connected veteran?



a cruel smile for all the misery she and her husband have caused
Katie“Aysel” Landry-Ellenburg On her 'puter, each night destroying lives click here for details

This Aint Hell Terrorists gets new recognition.  (Anonymous cowards who attack Vietnam War Veterans (not New Jersey Vietnam War Veterans (like American Legion Commander Paul Morin) 
Randy Ryder
of Rochester New Hampshire who threatens to murder old vets by "Curb stomping"   Jonn Lilyea of Shithole Holler, WVA who publishes Wanted Dead or Alive posters after an old vet is honored with an Award,  Mark Seavey, the attorney for the American Legion National who calls old disabled vets, "Crazypants", Terence B. Hoey who publishes the address of vets and then directs his terrorists  to murder the old vet through dunking, "Incoming, and "we're coming", Jason Ellenburg who works for the VA handling vets but says "VA hospitals are like squirrels-they both horde nuts" puts up WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE posters against a Vietnam War/Cold War veteran and orders his friends to post them all over the city.
Jason A. Ellenburg "I am also a costumer. I want to be able to wear tighter costumes and maybe even one day pull off a superhero costume! That's right, spandex."

Jason Ellenburg, Tonight Jason plays "Catcher" to the other three "Pitchers"

click here for details
Jason Ellenburg Selling his ass on Santa Monica Blvd. for "Two bucks"

"In this world of toil and sin,

your head grows bald,

but not your chin 

Burma Shave.  Jason Ellenburg  "Nobody loves you when you're old and gay."https://scontent-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc3/t1.0-9/1426495_10202620129688903_246087166_n.jpg

To quote Jason Ellenburg "What's with that lip ferret over his cock holster?

Battle of Endor Hero's Medal
Alliance Medal of Honor

Valor Poser Jason Ellenburg pretends to be a soldier "of the Rebel Legion" long after the US Army had disposed of him

Jason A. Ellenburg "I am also a costumer. I want to be able to wear tighter costumes and maybe even one day pull off a superhero costume! That's right, spandex."

Mark Seavey, mseavey@legion.org  "There is no honor in wearing militaria that you didn’t earn. And your deceased father probably isn’t honored by his gay, hippie son wearing his Darth Proditor's Avatarmedals at an anti-war protest or prancing around with a toy gun shooting little sperms at other posers as a soldier of the "Rebel Legion."  click here for details

 

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Jason Ellenburg hates Veterans
Phone: (541) 336-1623  born, Oct 30  Jason Ellenburg,Katie “Aysel” Ellenburg 608 Villa, Newberg, OR 97132, (503) 487-6132
click here for details

"I work in a nursing home that has a VA contract and a locked wing for wingnuts and Alzheimer’s patients."
Jason Ellenburg:
VA mental health facility like that is Hillsboro, Oregon . This is my neck of the woods, and unfortunately the squirrels around here aren’t the only things that horde the nuts in Oregon.
Jason Ellenburg reveals confidential patient information of wounded disabled veterans: "

"Would it be wrong to forward the email from his wife to the VA, to the Oregon Bar, to the Oregon State Police, and to the FAA?"

Jason Ellenberg admits he likes to intentionally inflict emotional distress and drive PTSD veterans to suicide:

  • "I know enough psychology to play with people's heads and have a great time doing so." JASON ELLENBERG

 
Jason Ellenburg who calls mentally wounded veterans "wingnuts" would like to discuss that with you vets  541 336 1623883 Se East Slope Rd,
Toledo, Lincoln County, OR-
97391 click here for details

Latest News

"For the national commander of the American Legion, who never even served in the Vietnam theater, to call himself a Vietnam veteran is  a lie""undercuts American Legion credibility" on Capitol Hill

Image: Fort Hood shooting JJ Regan Fiance To ANC May 2007 PHOTOAmerican Legion and Mark Seavey's merciless taunting of veterans means that THE AMERICAN LEGION AND MARK SEAVEY HAVE BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS 

At least 22 veterans commit suicide each day, according to the Veterans Affairs Department. This adds up to more than 6,000 a year.  Mark Seavey and Jonn Lilyea and the American Legion merciless torment veterans till they are suicidal.


 [Molester+Sign.jpg]File:American Legion National Headquarters, main entrance, Indianapolis, Indiana.jpg
The American Legion National Headquarters
700 N. Pennsylvania St.
Indianapolis, IN 46206
American Legion stands for Americanizm

File:GAB Rally Poster.jpgAmerican Legion stands for "Americanizm" with their KKK and Nazi tactics  The Nazi American Bund and the American Legion both promoted "Americanizm".  They both banned people of non-white races.  They dress exactly alike.File:Friends of New Germany.jpg

American Legion and Nazi's suppress Jews or negroes click

Randy Ryder

173 Cross Road  Rochester Strafford, NH. 03867-5115 603-833-1555

Look at the splendor of fashionable living of Randy Ryder who can't quite provide an acceptable home for his family, Ian and Buglet and wife Kristi (who doesn't know of his secret Pilipino prostitute fantasies)

So he attacks sccessful men calling himself
NHSparky
to hide his identity
click here

Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire is a former electricians mate in the US Navy convicted of spying for the Soviet Union from 1968 to 1985.[2] In late 1985, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire reached a plea agreement with federal prosecutors, which required him to testify against his conspirator, former Senior Chief Petty Officer Jerry Whitworth,

and provide full details of his espionage activities. In exchange, prosecutors agreed to a lesser sentence for Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire son, former Seaman Ian Ryder, and Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire daughter, known as "Buglet who were was also involved in the spy ring.[2]

During his time as a Soviet spy, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire helped the Soviets decipher more than one million encrypted naval messages,[3] organizing a spy operation that The New York Times reported in 1987 “is sometimes described as the most damaging Soviet spy ring in history.”[4]

After the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire arrest, President Ronald Reagan's Secretary of Defense, Caspar Weinberger, concluded that the Soviet Union made significant gains in naval warfare attributable to Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying. Weinberger stated that the information Walker gave Moscow allowed the Soviets "access to weapons and sensor data and naval tactics, terrorist threats, and surface, submarine, and airborne training, readiness and tactics."[5]

 John Lehman, Secretary of the Navy during the Reagan administration, stated in an interview that Walker's activities enabled the Soviets to know where U.S. submarines were at all times. Lehman said the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire espionage would have resulted in huge loss of American lives in the event of war.

In the June 2010 issue of Naval History Magazine, John Prados, a senior fellow with the National Security Archive in Washington, DC, pointed out that after Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire introduced himself to Soviet officials, North Korean forces seized the USS Pueblo (AGER-2) in order to make better use of Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying.

Prados added that North Korea subsequently shared information gleaned from the spy ship with the Soviets, enabling them to build replicas and gain access to the US naval communications system, which continued until the system was completely revamped in the late-1980s.

Known also as NHSparky, Randy Ryder was held up by Navy Corpsmen as the sailor who never was absent a venereal disease.  Said Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire admitted that he committed treason just so he could get laid in the Olongopo in the Philippines:











Actual quotes of Randy Ryder:

Magically the evening of the Benny Boy Ball is timed with Night-Blooming Jasmine’s peek bloom. An intoxicating aroma waifs from flowering vines that hang off every fence and tree. Sultry island breeze flows scented over our faces as we buzz like honeybees in motorcycle sidecars through the island night.    Manila Bay in silver moonlight dances gaily to our west. A nervous Naval Investigations officer leads our busy formation of three motorcycles. He’s a huge man who conceals 45 automatic under his traditional dress shirt known as barong tagalog. He worries about working with amateurs, and keeps looking back urging our drivers to keep up.     We weave and dart with reckless abandon through the Jeepney traffic. Jeepneys, colorful mini busses mounted on old World War Two Jeep chassis, are parties on wheels.  No one in the city but the three of us seems in a hurry. Passengers hanging on the mini busses are off for Friday night fun and they wave, laugh, and some even dance on the overloaded mobile rainbows. Ron Latarte and I are excited. We can’t believe we are actually off on an undercover assignment.     The plan is for each of us to arrive at the ball at different times so we don’t appear to be together in a group. Watching a red island sunset and drinking ice cold beer, we had received our night’s instructions in an outdoor café. The scowl never left the Filipino ONI officer’s face as he went over details of our assignment. He made it clear, as he sat across the table sipping a San Miguel, that he would feel much better working with trained agents. We evidently strike him as having too much fun with the idea of posing as gay journalists to gather photographs of the area Benny Boys.     “Look,” he says shaking his head at our light-hearted attitudes, “Here in Cabeetee Seetee (as Cavite City is locally pronounced) dees guys are really a big problem. Ju sailors can’t tell dem from da hookurs.” With some pride he allows that Cavite City hookers and transvestites are perhaps the most beautiful in the world but, “Tree guys from Bee Pee Porty-Six have been hurt already,” he goes on hoping to rally us in support the men of VP-46 who need a mug book to identify their muggers. “Dis is also not good for da Pill-la-peens.”    Still, he wants us to know he will do his best to protect us if we follow his rules. We should stay in character, swish a little, let the wrists go limp, lisp a bit but don’t go overboard. We shouldn’t talk to anyone too much and give as little information about ourselves as possible. We should keep him in view at all times. Most important of all, we should not draw attention to ourselves. We are journalists for a San Francisco cross-dressing magazine and we should “juss keep it simple and ju guys will do fine.”     I’m the last to arrive at the hotel banquet hall. I hop out of my sidecar and organize my cameras as I enter the hotel using ONI provided press credentials at the ball door. The hall is packed and I wonder if I’ve enough film to document the hundreds of faces I’m there to record. I go to work and shoot feverishly trying to cover every face in the event. The ONI agent stays as promised across the hall watching our every move. Letarte is socializing, taking his time and having fun. His job is to shoot a slide presentation so he is seeking out only the most beautiful of the lovelies. It’s debatable which queen’s feminine charms are more likely to fool a drunken seaman after several months at sea. Letarte, a sailor from Maine, is clearly doing his best to sort them out.    I see the prettiest boy in the room about the same time as Letarte. We find ourselves shooting her side-by-side for a few minutes until our guard signals that we should spread out. So like a pretty young girl, the Benny Boy shows me how sailors are blown off course and fooled. I foolishly chat away with the lovely lass, and drop my lisp in the process. Then I hear myself telling her my real name. Trying to recover, I’m quick to point out that I’m a photographer visiting from California. “Gotta get back to work sweetie,” I say as I swish off.     This is when the 1970 Queen of the Benny Boys arrives. Having already been chosen earlier tonight is her coronation. She is beautiful from a distance. Letarte and I photograph her arrival like Paparazzi. The master’s of ceremony is calling the plays, and making humorous quips as the queen mounts the stage and assumes her throne. She’s given a robe and scepter and the beautiful moment is shattered by an unbelievable announcement, “Bill Gann, a photographer visiting from California,” the announcer says cheerfully, “has been given the honor of crowning the queen.”      Before I know it the pretty lady/boy I had given my name to is dragging me on stage as the ONI agent sputters apoplectically.  I had bought a lavender shirt for the evening and Letarte nabs a slide showing my embarrassed face in matching hues. I’m given a trophy and pushed to the queen. The crowd loves my shyness and laughter shakes the building.  I hand the queen the trophy and try to back away when he grabs my arm and says, “Plees kess  me, Bill Gann.” Letarte has his flash cycled, his focus nailed, and the exposure set. His Nikon is on motor drive, and I’m about to be remembered in a Philippine slide presentation as the sailor who kissed the Queen of the Benny Boys.      I pull away and the crowd roars. I could actually see people rolling on the floor in laughter. When I try to exit the stage, I’m blocked by the pretty Benny Boy. He gives me the crown, and pushes me back to stage center. So much for the rule of not drawing attention to one’s self. The scene repeats, as the announcer becomes comedian and says, “Looks like Bill Gann is too shy to kiss the Queen.”     The audience is given one of the best shows in years. The Jasmine scented night is likely still remembered by some who were there. Our cover blown, the ONI officer herds us out of the hall and onto a waiting Jeepney. Shaking his head, he keeps his hand near the 45 as we exit. Still we have hundreds of images, both slides and black and white prints so our mission is accomplished.    Back at the lab I’m not allowed to print my black and whites. Lab Chief Hinajosa says ONI doesn’t want me to be tempted to steal any of their precious shots. ONI even keeps the negatives. For the same reason, Letarte isn’t allowed to soup his slides either. Thirty years later Letarte and I are exchanging E-mails and we discover we had both clandestinely gone to the lab technicians and begged sample photographs from the evening.  I got a few prints and Letarte got a few slides. 		Color images shown here are Letartes’ while the black and whites are mine."I was on the really pretty ones (Benny-Boy) ... wasn’t the kind of life I wanted to live.

I wanted to be that guy who had a hard on in one hand and a shitload of pesos in the other as I walked/staggered across the Shit River Bridge."  

Mark, your wife has an enormous ass.  Your son looks ready for short bus and your daughter looks ready for fun!

Merry Christmas 2011 Randy Ryder
Click to make pics bigger

Social Commentary: What kind of man is Randy Ryder to in 2011 have a family Christmas but at the same time, 2011, have secret fantasies and public postings that he wants to fuck Philippine prostitutes with his publicly displayed "hard-on"?

click here for family man Randy Ryder, father of Ian and Buglet said about abusing prostitutes  

Dear Randy Ryder, sticking your penis into a Benny-boy anus might give you AIDS  Many of them are diseased.  Don't bring venereal diseases home to Krista in New Hampshire.
Prostitutes just across "sheet river", waiting for Randy Ryder and his fistful of Pesos and his now famous "Hard on"

Question of the Day"  Why is it just spiffy for Randy Ryder to threaten murder to a 100% service connected veteran TWICE but not OK to show Christmas pictures that Randy Ryder published to the world on the www?

If you carried through on your murder threats, would not the family of the veteran also be victims of your atrocity?

Instagram: No erections allowed!Randy Ryder says "there is a lot of things can do with a fistful of pesos and a hard on" that doesn't require having intercourse with a prostitute.  Warning:  no erections permitted at the Olongapo public library!

Click to view full size image


Dangerously Austin Powers - Guy Power is ghp95134 when being a coward!
  Guy Power, is a coward.  He creates wanted posters to terrorize Americans using his Aimes NASA facilities but uses the fake name ghp95134.  (And like SenatorHeyHowRya of Mass., is part indian)
Retired Army officer, 1994. NASA civil servant since 1995

Guy H. Power  NASA internet predator
NASA Administrative Officer
GHP95134
Intelligent Systems Division
NASA Ames Research Center

Mail Stop 269-1
Moffett Field, CA 94035

NASA Phone: 650-604-5989
NASA Fax: 650-604-3594
NASA EMAIL  guy.power@nasa.gov
 
NASA'S Guy Power steals tax payer money as wages to play on the internet all day long.  Therefore, NASA should look into what else he steals from NASA.  Post it notes?  Yellow pads? Moon rocks?
Homosexual.  Nothing wrong with that. Right?http://www.americanheraldry.org/pages/uploads/Armorial/Power_ahs_l8.jpg
Guy Harold Power  NASA, a poser pretending to be European royalty instead of mongrel American white trash like the rest of us.
When you pay your taxes and wonder where it goes, remember NASA and Guy Power making wanted posters to make fun of Vietnam War Veterans
"Your tax dollars at work!"
VillageBernath
Mark Seavey guilty of putting Daniel A. Bernath's face over Navy officer's uniform
How many times has the American Legion and Seavey, so honored Bernath?
(and thanks for that magnificent tan)

By Dan Rodricks, The Baltimore Sun | July 31, 2010Jonn Lilyea, Child Molester, dying of AIDS
http://looneytunes09.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/silencer5.jpg

Jonn Lilyea

Terminal with AIDS
Darie Circle, HC 86

Box 411,

Fort Ashby, WV

(304) 999-2089

Sex Offender Statistics
Had he known that prosecutors were willing to offer him 10 years in prison in return for a guilty plea, convicted rapist and child abuser Jonn Lilyea would have accepted the deal "most graciously" instead of standing trial and getting the multiple life terms he has been serving since 1995. That's what Jonn Lilyea's claimed a few years ago during a post-conviction hearing in Baltimore to determine whether his defense attorneys had told him about the plea deal. That deal — and a federal judge's conclusion that Jonn Lilyea's lawyers erred in keeping it from him — is central to the latest chapter in one of Maryland's highest-profile child sex abuse cases, involving dozens of victims, male and female, who were students of Jonn Lilyea's at Catholic middle school in the 1970s.


Jonn Lilyea, shortly before his arrest at federal facility for grabbing children and throwing them into his van.  (UPI)

CLICK ON Picture  What would it be like if cyber bullies were bullied using the same KKK techniques that they use!

What Mark Seavey says about Jonn Lilyea:  "

Jonn Lilyea lives in an inconsequential state,
on a dead end cul de sac with three neighbors,
in a yellow brick rancher,
on $1400 a month of government payments and
$300 a month of Google Ad revenue.

Inherently poor, with ill health and a finite lifespan with a fatal disease, he spends the last of his days, lashing out at his betters, attacking strangers in twisted thoughts, bent over his PC."

 

 

Randy Ryder

173 Cross Road  Rochester Strafford, NH. 03867-5115 603-833-1555

Look at the splendor of fashionable living of Randy Ryder who can't quite provide an acceptable home for his family, Ian and Buglet and wife Kristi (who doesn't know of his secret Pilipino prostitute fantasies)

So he attacks sccessful men calling himself
NHSparky
to hide his identity
click here

Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire is a former electricians mate in the US Navy convicted of spying for the Soviet Union from 1968 to 1985.[2] In late 1985, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire reached a plea agreement with federal prosecutors, which required him to testify against his conspirator, former Senior Chief Petty Officer Jerry Whitworth,

and provide full details of his espionage activities. In exchange, prosecutors agreed to a lesser sentence for Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire son, former Seaman Ian Ryder, and Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire daughter, known as "Buglet who were was also involved in the spy ring.[2]

During his time as a Soviet spy, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire helped the Soviets decipher more than one million encrypted naval messages,[3] organizing a spy operation that The New York Times reported in 1987 “is sometimes described as the most damaging Soviet spy ring in history.”[4]

After the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire arrest, President Ronald Reagan's Secretary of Defense, Caspar Weinberger, concluded that the Soviet Union made significant gains in naval warfare attributable to Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying. Weinberger stated that the information Walker gave Moscow allowed the Soviets "access to weapons and sensor data and naval tactics, terrorist threats, and surface, submarine, and airborne training, readiness and tactics."[5]

 John Lehman, Secretary of the Navy during the Reagan administration, stated in an interview that Walker's activities enabled the Soviets to know where U.S. submarines were at all times. Lehman said the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire espionage would have resulted in huge loss of American lives in the event of war.

In the June 2010 issue of Naval History Magazine, John Prados, a senior fellow with the National Security Archive in Washington, DC, pointed out that after Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire introduced himself to Soviet officials, North Korean forces seized the USS Pueblo (AGER-2) in order to make better use of Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying.

Prados added that North Korea subsequently shared information gleaned from the spy ship with the Soviets, enabling them to build replicas and gain access to the US naval communications system, which continued until the system was completely revamped in the late-1980s.

Known also as NHSparky, Randy Ryder was held up by Navy Corpsmen as the sailor who never was absent a venereal disease.  Said Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire admitted that he committed treason just so he could get laid in the Olongopo in the Philippines:











Actual quotes of Randy Ryder:

Magically the evening of the Benny Boy Ball is timed with Night-Blooming Jasmine’s peek bloom. An intoxicating aroma waifs from flowering vines that hang off every fence and tree. Sultry island breeze flows scented over our faces as we buzz like honeybees in motorcycle sidecars through the island night.    Manila Bay in silver moonlight dances gaily to our west. A nervous Naval Investigations officer leads our busy formation of three motorcycles. He’s a huge man who conceals 45 automatic under his traditional dress shirt known as barong tagalog. He worries about working with amateurs, and keeps looking back urging our drivers to keep up.     We weave and dart with reckless abandon through the Jeepney traffic. Jeepneys, colorful mini busses mounted on old World War Two Jeep chassis, are parties on wheels.  No one in the city but the three of us seems in a hurry. Passengers hanging on the mini busses are off for Friday night fun and they wave, laugh, and some even dance on the overloaded mobile rainbows. Ron Latarte and I are excited. We can’t believe we are actually off on an undercover assignment.     The plan is for each of us to arrive at the ball at different times so we don’t appear to be together in a group. Watching a red island sunset and drinking ice cold beer, we had received our night’s instructions in an outdoor café. The scowl never left the Filipino ONI officer’s face as he went over details of our assignment. He made it clear, as he sat across the table sipping a San Miguel, that he would feel much better working with trained agents. We evidently strike him as having too much fun with the idea of posing as gay journalists to gather photographs of the area Benny Boys.     “Look,” he says shaking his head at our light-hearted attitudes, “Here in Cabeetee Seetee (as Cavite City is locally pronounced) dees guys are really a big problem. Ju sailors can’t tell dem from da hookurs.” With some pride he allows that Cavite City hookers and transvestites are perhaps the most beautiful in the world but, “Tree guys from Bee Pee Porty-Six have been hurt already,” he goes on hoping to rally us in support the men of VP-46 who need a mug book to identify their muggers. “Dis is also not good for da Pill-la-peens.”    Still, he wants us to know he will do his best to protect us if we follow his rules. We should stay in character, swish a little, let the wrists go limp, lisp a bit but don’t go overboard. We shouldn’t talk to anyone too much and give as little information about ourselves as possible. We should keep him in view at all times. Most important of all, we should not draw attention to ourselves. We are journalists for a San Francisco cross-dressing magazine and we should “juss keep it simple and ju guys will do fine.”     I’m the last to arrive at the hotel banquet hall. I hop out of my sidecar and organize my cameras as I enter the hotel using ONI provided press credentials at the ball door. The hall is packed and I wonder if I’ve enough film to document the hundreds of faces I’m there to record. I go to work and shoot feverishly trying to cover every face in the event. The ONI agent stays as promised across the hall watching our every move. Letarte is socializing, taking his time and having fun. His job is to shoot a slide presentation so he is seeking out only the most beautiful of the lovelies. It’s debatable which queen’s feminine charms are more likely to fool a drunken seaman after several months at sea. Letarte, a sailor from Maine, is clearly doing his best to sort them out.    I see the prettiest boy in the room about the same time as Letarte. We find ourselves shooting her side-by-side for a few minutes until our guard signals that we should spread out. So like a pretty young girl, the Benny Boy shows me how sailors are blown off course and fooled. I foolishly chat away with the lovely lass, and drop my lisp in the process. Then I hear myself telling her my real name. Trying to recover, I’m quick to point out that I’m a photographer visiting from California. “Gotta get back to work sweetie,” I say as I swish off.     This is when the 1970 Queen of the Benny Boys arrives. Having already been chosen earlier tonight is her coronation. She is beautiful from a distance. Letarte and I photograph her arrival like Paparazzi. The master’s of ceremony is calling the plays, and making humorous quips as the queen mounts the stage and assumes her throne. She’s given a robe and scepter and the beautiful moment is shattered by an unbelievable announcement, “Bill Gann, a photographer visiting from California,” the announcer says cheerfully, “has been given the honor of crowning the queen.”      Before I know it the pretty lady/boy I had given my name to is dragging me on stage as the ONI agent sputters apoplectically.  I had bought a lavender shirt for the evening and Letarte nabs a slide showing my embarrassed face in matching hues. I’m given a trophy and pushed to the queen. The crowd loves my shyness and laughter shakes the building.  I hand the queen the trophy and try to back away when he grabs my arm and says, “Plees kess  me, Bill Gann.” Letarte has his flash cycled, his focus nailed, and the exposure set. His Nikon is on motor drive, and I’m about to be remembered in a Philippine slide presentation as the sailor who kissed the Queen of the Benny Boys.      I pull away and the crowd roars. I could actually see people rolling on the floor in laughter. When I try to exit the stage, I’m blocked by the pretty Benny Boy. He gives me the crown, and pushes me back to stage center. So much for the rule of not drawing attention to one’s self. The scene repeats, as the announcer becomes comedian and says, “Looks like Bill Gann is too shy to kiss the Queen.”     The audience is given one of the best shows in years. The Jasmine scented night is likely still remembered by some who were there. Our cover blown, the ONI officer herds us out of the hall and onto a waiting Jeepney. Shaking his head, he keeps his hand near the 45 as we exit. Still we have hundreds of images, both slides and black and white prints so our mission is accomplished.    Back at the lab I’m not allowed to print my black and whites. Lab Chief Hinajosa says ONI doesn’t want me to be tempted to steal any of their precious shots. ONI even keeps the negatives. For the same reason, Letarte isn’t allowed to soup his slides either. Thirty years later Letarte and I are exchanging E-mails and we discover we had both clandestinely gone to the lab technicians and begged sample photographs from the evening.  I got a few prints and Letarte got a few slides. 		Color images shown here are Letartes’ while the black and whites are mine."I was on the really pretty ones (Benny-Boy) ... wasn’t the kind of life I wanted to live.

I wanted to be that guy who had a hard on in one hand and a shitload of pesos in the other as I walked/staggered across the Shit River Bridge."  

Mark, your wife has an enormous ass.  Your son looks ready for short bus and your daughter looks ready for fun!

Merry Christmas 2011 Randy Ryder
Click to make pics bigger

Social Commentary: What kind of man is Randy Ryder to in 2011 have a family Christmas but at the same time, 2011, have secret fantasies and public postings that he wants to fuck Philippine prostitutes with his publicly displayed "hard-on"?

click here for family man Randy Ryder, father of Ian and Buglet said about abusing prostitutes  

Dear Randy Ryder, sticking your penis into a Benny-boy anus might give you AIDS  Many of them are diseased.  Don't bring venereal diseases home to Krista in New Hampshire.
Prostitutes just across "sheet river", waiting for Randy Ryder and his fistful of Pesos and his now famous "Hard on"

Question of the Day"  Why is it just spiffy for Randy Ryder to threaten murder to a 100% service connected veteran TWICE but not OK to show Christmas pictures that Randy Ryder published to the world on the www?

If you carried through on your murder threats, would not the family of the veteran also be victims of your atrocity?

Instagram: No erections allowed!Randy Ryder says "there is a lot of things can do with a fistful of pesos and a hard on" that doesn't require having intercourse with a prostitute.  Warning:  no erections permitted at the Olongapo public library!

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American Legion lawyer Mark C. Seavey mseavey@legion.org is a pathetic "poser" says Mark C. Seavey mseavey@legion.org

 Convicted child molester Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org says that someone dressing up in a civil war, confederate officer's uniform with his "Johnny Reb" privates and corporal is  "Stealing the honor of those Americans who fought for states rights" and "the rights of white people to own black people" "Buy and sell em, beat em, screw em and then have your mulatto children raised and worked as slaves too, no negro rights at the American Legion.  You know, "real American Legion" stuff like that."   Mark Seavey Valor Thief story continues below.


American Legion says if you spent your time in the Army cleaning latrines in Little Rock, You are a "Vietnam War Veteran"
American Legion Commander Paul Morin is a fake "Vietnam War Veteran"
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News: Top dog of American Legion says he is a "Vietnam Veteran" but he actually  served in New Jersey 
Hello, I'm the national boss of American Legion and I'm a Valor Thief!"
 
His excuse for lying, "hey, I woulda gone to Vietnam if they told me to!" 

Congressman: "our final witness will be the new National Commander of the American Legion, Paul Morin of Massachusetts, was elected National Commander on August 31, 2006.  The Commander is a Vietnam veteran of the United States Army"


"For the national commander of the American Legion, who never even served in the Vietnam theater, to call himself a Vietnam veteran is  a lie""undercuts American Legion credibility" on Capitol Hill
Mark Sealy Valor Vigilante says "Vietnam isn't on American Legion bosses' DD 214 so he's a liar about Vietnam veteran claim
"we’ve all got our DD214s and yours says New Jersey not Vietnam."

Fake Vietnam War hero American Legion Nat'l Commander Paul Morin
says that "his war" was in New Jersey? 
"One thing we must never do, that was done during my war, is to separate the warrior from the war (in New Jersey?)."
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 Mark Seavey, the valor vigilante,
mseavey@legion.org  speaking about the sad case of Mark Seavey, the valor thief mseavey@legion.org said, "people who pretend to be civil war officers are known to have small dicks or no dicks at all.  Its a proven fact.  Although I must admit that I have gained 100 pounds since this poser picture that I haven't been able to see my dick in decades over my gut."
 
 
Mark Seavey, Valor thief, with his confederate general insignia

 Mark Seavey
mseavey@legion.org valor thief pled with Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org  valor vigilante to take down the postings here on itainthell 
  He cried and begged for mercy with streams of tears coming down his Big Mac well fed over-sized cheeks, his adult sized diapers suddenly not able to hold in his urine as it befouled his crotch and slid down the newly beclowned Mark Seavey's leg onto the floor at the American Legion Headquarters in Indianapolis..    


 
Photo: American Legion butt buddies asks "Mark Seavey poser is a member of American Legion?"  "Mark Seavey You ought to look into that!")

But Mark Seavey, mseavey@legion.org the valor thief was turned away coolly by Mark Seavey valor vigilante mseavey@legion.org stating:
The post that we wrote about you will remain on the internet forever. So begging us to take it down would have no effect even if we felt mercy for you. But that’s not likely anyway. So don’t ask.  http://thisainthell.us/blog/?p=39711

Internet hero and Valor Vigilante Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org  speaks to the wife of valor thief Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org  and warns;
  "Don’t send your wife, Caroline Seavy pussy girlfriend, to the blog to defend you.
  It only makes you look like the giant pussy you are, hiding behind those skirts of your love interest.
  In the end, we’re going to win, and you will have to explain to the person to whom you lied why you’re surrendering. And it makes them look gullible and stupid.
  It’s not their fight; it’s not their place to extract you from the morass that you’ve created for yourself."
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Valor Vigilante Seavey mseavey@legion.org says he is doing it "for the children." of America and because Valor Vigilante Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org must protect America from valor thieves like Mark Seavey. mseavey@legion.org



Mark Seavey, Valor thief, with his confederate general insignia

Confederate General J.D. Marmaduke
Mark Seavey, powdered beard, Valor thief as Robert E. Lee

Mark Sealy, valor thief, after his horse complained about carrying his great heft

 

 

Said American Legion officer and internet anonymous hero poster TSO, Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org to poser Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org :

 "
We’ve all been in the military, we’ve all got our DD214s and we know that you have to review your DD214, we know that if your records say you served for six weeks, you have to verify that. Prove us wrong."

 "I don't see that Mark Seavey served in the War between the states as a confederate general on his DD214"

Mark Seavey the vigilante hero of the American Legion Nat'l Headquarters in Indianapolis mseavey@legion.org sternly continued his lecture to Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org the valor thief of Indianapolis, Indiana:

  "Don’t tell us that you’re wearing something to “honor” your father, your brother, your neighbor’s parakeet. If you’re wearing a Confederate General's uniform, Ranger Tab, a CIB, an SF Tab, people who see you wearing it are going to believe that you’re saying that you earned it."



  Mark Seavey's mseavey@legion.org chest all pumped up with pride concluded his lecture to the defeated Mark Seavey, mseavey@legion.org  "There is no honor in wearing militaria that you didn’t earn. And your deceased father probably isn’t honored by his gay, hippie son wearing his medals at an anti-war protest."

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Mark Seavey, mseavey@legion.org esteemed Valor Vigilante then began to eloquently give the reason for his mission against valor thieves like Mark Seaveymseavey@legion.org  Valor Vigilante Mark Seavey then sniffed, as he typed away on his American Legion devise at the American Legion headquarters before attending the Man-Boy love fest in the American Legion 7th Floor :

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At American Legion "Head"Quarters in Indianapolis~Mark Seavey performs in homosexual porno movie click


Mark Seavey, Valor thief, with his confederate general insignia

"If you didn’t serve as a general, but you want to wear that which other have given their lives and their youth to earn, such as
Brig. Gen George B. Anderson,
Brig. Gen. Lawrence O'Brian Branch,
Maj. Gen. Joseph K. F. Mansfield,
Maj. Gen. Israel B. Richardson,
Brig. Gen. Isaac P. Rodman and
Brig. Gen. William E. Starke
ALL killed in action in one battle at Antietam, go sign on the line.

Three years of honorary military service is going to be a lot http://bernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/bda-dunking-4.JPGeasier than hiding from the pitchfork brigade for a lifetime."

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Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org then sternly warned Mark Seavey that the expose of Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org would be cruel and unusual:

 

 

 

 

 

 

"But This Ain’t Hell and all of our partners (The Americn Legion www.legion.org ) are the stocks and dunking chairs in the village square of the internet a place where folks can come and throw rotten tomatoes at the valor thieves."

"The Supreme Court gave us a warrant to be the internet’s vigilantes and bounty hunters"
mseavey@legion.org

 

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When Valor thief Mark Seavey mseavey@legion.org begged that Mark Seavey anonymous internet hero TSO mseavey@legion.org show him mercy as he was a veteran that won the war on terrorism, Mark Seavey, wrote to Mark Seavey, "you're a pathetic poser."

Mark Seavey, Valor thief, with his confederate general insignia

Mark Seavey isn't the first fake General in the American Legion!

 

Epidemic of American Legion "fake Generals"

 

General DischargeLike Mark Seavey, mere Sgt. poses as general-is sentenced by judge

Says Chief Petty Officer NANP Hon., Daniel A. Bernath, "General Mark Seavey is a GENERAL, like General Mills is is a general.(haa haa))

 

 

Mark Seavey, Valor Thief.  Different from "General" in picture, only be degree of guilt.


Mark Seavey, Valor thief, with his confederate general insignia

 

 

Fake General's lies unravel after police visit

Fake General faced charges for dressing like a general

Fake General poser (like Mark Seavey) gets sentenced

 

 

 

 

Mark Seavey and American Legion defending his dishonorable acts: "Hey, I fought the Taliban." "I've got a taylorfrenette:wanted poster of you", "Mark Seavey you Poser, its amazing you don't hurt yourself when you eat with a fork," "I am a war reporter, Hope you are sleeping at night, crazy pants table for one is ready", and "my indifference is due to the fact you simply can not behave yourself"

hyp·o·crite

noun \ˈhi-pə-ˌkrit\

: a person who claims or pretends to have certain beliefs about what is right but who behaves in a way that disagrees with those beliefs

American Legion seeks to cover its ass after so many American Legion Members molest helpless boys  "new" rules for American Legion  http://www.legion.org/sons/filelib/bckgrd,pdf.pdf

The American Legion admits; "proven they can be a high-risk environment for misconduct by adults in positions of authority and leadership who have sometimes misused their positions by committing various forms of abuse. This may include physical abuse, verbal abuse, emotional abuse or sexual abuse. The aftermath of numerous events throughout the nation involving the sexual molestation of youth by a trusted authority figure"

American Legion says-
Inappropriate forms of contact: 
 (You think?)

  Lengthy, fully engaged embraces.
Kisses on the mouth
 Touching of buttocks, breasts or genital area.
 Occupying same bed as a child or youth.
 Any type of massage.
 Snapping of bras or giving wedgies or similar touching of underwear, whether covered by other clothing or not.
 Private meals with a child or youth.
 Giving to or receiving gifts or money from children or youth.
 Any form of unwanted affection (like sticking your American Legion penis into any child's anus...why do we even have to tell you?)

 

American Legion members (including fake Vietnam War veteran Nat'l Commander Paul Morin)
now BANNED from being "alone" for "counseling" with a potential victim of child abuse

American Legion National Commander Paul Morin recently visited the Lockport American Legion Auxiliary Unit 83 American Legion members: Do not be alone with a child or youth when one-on-one discussion or counseling is necessary; one -on-one interaction with a child or youth will only take place in a publicly visible and open area that allows for private conversation and while still remaining in the presence of another staff member.

Fake Vietnam War Veteran American Legion Commander Paul Morin says,
"you know honey, back in the old days, you and I could do some counseling, one on one, all alone, in that room behind us."


American Legion may "reprimand" you for "conviction of sexual molestation of children".  Oh no, not a reprimand!   http://www.calegion.org/forms/ca-hq/DoC-Trial-Manual-2013.pdf para (a)3 Charges and Remedies

Pawhuska man charged in American Legion Childrens Home sex case

On Tuesday, Ponca City Police arrested a Pawhuska man on a charge of lewd molestation, alleging that he repeatedly molested a boy 15 years ago at the American Legion Children's Home in Ponca.

Troy Warmington, 40, was charged with one felony count of lewd molestation. Ponca City Police Detective Sgt. Regeneia Van Arsdale had asked that he be charged with 55 counts of rape in a probable-cause affidavit in which the charges are detailed.

Mark Seavey then
Mark C. Seavey arrested for child molesting. 

http://www.legion.org/boysnation

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San Bernardino Pastor Accused Of Sexually Abusing 2 Boys

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textalerts180 San Bernardino Pastor Accused Of Sexually Abusing 2 Boys

SAN BERNARDINO (CBSLA.com)  — A 54-year-old pastor in San Bernardino has been accused of sexually abusing two male victims.

Mark C. Seavey the pastor of Muscoy United Methodist Church, was arrested and charged with lewd acts with a child under 14, oral copulation with a person under 18 and sodomy with a person under 18. He’s being held on $250,000 bail.

On March 8, deputies responded to a report of child molestation occurring in the cities of San Bernardino, Rancho Cucamonga and Fontana.

 

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An investigation, led by the sheriff’s Crimes Against Children Detail, revealed that the alleged victims, ages 14 and 23, previously attended Muscoy Methodist Church.

The 23-year-old victim’s abuse started when he was 9 and continued into adulthood, according to authorities.

Both victims, who are from Rancho Cucamonga, said Howard sexually abused them in exchange for money.

Mark C. Seavey, a Fontana resident, has been the lead pastor at the Muscoy United Methodist Church since 2001. He was also the youth director at a United Methodist Church in Ontario from 1989 to 2001.

Anyone with information on the case was encouraged to contact Det. Jennifer Wood of the Crimes Against Children Detail at (909) 387-3615.

Picture: accused child molester Mark C. Seavey after his 5,000 calorie a day therapy for ruptured disks.  Sex abuse expert say that this is a typical grin, used by child molesters to lure children.

 

 

 

Jason

 Ellenburg

makes fun of wounded veterans


 of Oregon "assumes the position" to give fallatio to his Sgt., (a nightly ritual).

Passed from Sgt to Sgt., sometimes Jason Ellenburg dresses up like a girl to stimulate his boyfriends.

 

Jason Ellenburg,  Katie “Aysel” Ellenburg

608 Villa, Newberg, OR 97132, (503) 487-6132

Jason Ellenburg, works at a private hospital that has combat damaged Veterans.  How does this hospital and Jason Ellenburg feel about wounded vbterans?  (actual quotes)
"I work in a nursing home that has a VA contract and a locked wing for wingnuts and Alzheimer’s patients."
Jason Ellenburg:
VA mental health facility like that is Hillsboro, Oregon . This is my neck of the woods, and unfortunately the squirrels around here aren’t the only things that horde the nuts in Oregon.
Jason Ellenburg reveals confidential patient information of wounded disabled veterans: "

"Would it be wrong to forward the email from his wife to the VA, to the Oregon Bar, to the Oregon State Police, and to the FAA?"

 

Admission to the jury that he will not obey the laws that everyone else lives under because he is an Outlaw for Life

Jason Ellenburg, Tonight Jason plays "Catcher" to the other three "Pitchers"


Jason Ellenburg Selling his ass on Santa Monica Blvd. for "Two bucks"

"In this world of toil and sin,

your head grows bald,

but not your chin 

Burma Shave.  Jason Ellenburg  "Nobody loves you when you're old and gay."https://scontent-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc3/t1.0-9/1426495_10202620129688903_246087166_n.jpg

To quote Jason Ellenburg "What's with that lip ferret over his cock holster?

Battle of Endor Hero's Medal
Alliance Medal of Honor

Valor Poser Jason Ellenburg pretends to be a soldier "of the Rebel Legion" long after the US Army had disposed of him

Mark Seavey, mseavey@legion.org  "There is no honor in wearing militaria that you didn’t earn. And your deceased father probably isn’t honored by his gay, hippie son wearing his Darth Proditor's Avatarmedals at an anti-war protest or prancing around with a toy gun shooting little sperms at other posers as a soldier of the "Rebel Legion."

 

 

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Jason Ellenburg hates Veterans
Phone: (541) 336-1623  born, Oct 30  Jason Ellenburg,Katie “Aysel” Ellenburg 608 Villa, Newberg, OR 97132, (503) 487-6132

"I work in a nursing home that has a VA contract and a locked wing for wingnuts and Alzheimer’s patients."
Jason Ellenburg:
VA mental health facility like that is Hillsboro, Oregon . This is my neck of the woods, and unfortunately the squirrels around here aren’t the only things that horde the nuts in Oregon.
Jason Ellenburg reveals confidential patient information of wounded disabled veterans: "

"Would it be wrong to forward the email from his wife to the VA, to the Oregon Bar, to the Oregon State Police, and to the FAA?"

Jason Ellenburg admits he likes to intentionally inflict emotional distress and drive PTSD veterans to suicide:

  • "I know enough psychology to play with people's heads and have a great time doing so. "

 

Jason Ellenburg who calls mentally wounded veterans "wingnuts" would like to discuss that with you vets  541 336 1623883 Se East Slope Rd,
Toledo, Lincoln County, OR-
97391

CLICK ON Picture  What would it be like if cyber bullies were bullied using the same KKK techniques that they use!

 

 

Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire is a former electricians mate in the US Navy convicted of spying for the Soviet Union from 1968 to 1985.[2] In late 1985, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire reached a plea agreement with federal prosecutors, which required him to testify against his conspirator, former Senior Chief Petty Officer Jerry Whitworth,

and provide full details of his espionage activities. In exchange, prosecutors agreed to a lesser sentence for Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire son, former Seaman Ian Havercamp, and Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire daughter, known as "Buglet who were was also involved in the spy ring.[2]

During his time as a Soviet spy, Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire helped the Soviets decipher more than one million encrypted naval messages,[3] organizing a spy operation that The New York Times reported in 1987 “is sometimes described as the most damaging Soviet spy ring in history.”[4]

After the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire arrest, President Ronald Reagan's Secretary of Defense, Caspar Weinberger, concluded that the Soviet Union made significant gains in naval warfare attributable to Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying. Weinberger stated that the information Walker gave Moscow allowed the Soviets "access to weapons and sensor data and naval tactics, terrorist threats, and surface, submarine, and airborne training, readiness and tactics."[5]

 John Lehman, Secretary of the Navy during the Reagan administration, stated in an interview that Walker's activities enabled the Soviets to know where U.S. submarines were at all times. Lehman said the Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire espionage would have resulted in huge loss of American lives in the event of war.

In the June 2010 issue of Naval History Magazine, John Prados, a senior fellow with the National Security Archive in Washington, DC, pointed out that after Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire introduced himself to Soviet officials, North Korean forces seized the USS Pueblo (AGER-2) in order to make better use of Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire spying.

Prados added that North Korea subsequently shared information gleaned from the spy ship with the Soviets, enabling them to build replicas and gain access to the US naval communications system, which continued until the system was completely revamped in the late-1980s.

Known also as NHSparky, Randy Ryder was held up by Navy Corpsmen as the sailor who never was absent a venereal disease.  Said Randy Ryder of Rochester New Hampshire admitted that he committed treason just so he could get laid in the Olongopo in the Philippines:











Actual quotes of Randy Ryder:

Magically the evening of the Benny Boy Ball is timed with Night-Blooming Jasmine’s peek bloom. An intoxicating aroma waifs from flowering vines that hang off every fence and tree. Sultry island breeze flows scented over our faces as we buzz like honeybees in motorcycle sidecars through the island night.    Manila Bay in silver moonlight dances gaily to our west. A nervous Naval Investigations officer leads our busy formation of three motorcycles. He’s a huge man who conceals 45 automatic under his traditional dress shirt known as barong tagalog. He worries about working with amateurs, and keeps looking back urging our drivers to keep up.     We weave and dart with reckless abandon through the Jeepney traffic. Jeepneys, colorful mini busses mounted on old World War Two Jeep chassis, are parties on wheels.  No one in the city but the three of us seems in a hurry. Passengers hanging on the mini busses are off for Friday night fun and they wave, laugh, and some even dance on the overloaded mobile rainbows. Ron Latarte and I are excited. We can’t believe we are actually off on an undercover assignment.     The plan is for each of us to arrive at the ball at different times so we don’t appear to be together in a group. Watching a red island sunset and drinking ice cold beer, we had received our night’s instructions in an outdoor café. The scowl never left the Filipino ONI officer’s face as he went over details of our assignment. He made it clear, as he sat across the table sipping a San Miguel, that he would feel much better working with trained agents. We evidently strike him as having too much fun with the idea of posing as gay journalists to gather photographs of the area Benny Boys.     “Look,” he says shaking his head at our light-hearted attitudes, “Here in Cabeetee Seetee (as Cavite City is locally pronounced) dees guys are really a big problem. Ju sailors can’t tell dem from da hookurs.” With some pride he allows that Cavite City hookers and transvestites are perhaps the most beautiful in the world but, “Tree guys from Bee Pee Porty-Six have been hurt already,” he goes on hoping to rally us in support the men of VP-46 who need a mug book to identify their muggers. “Dis is also not good for da Pill-la-peens.”    Still, he wants us to know he will do his best to protect us if we follow his rules. We should stay in character, swish a little, let the wrists go limp, lisp a bit but don’t go overboard. We shouldn’t talk to anyone too much and give as little information about ourselves as possible. We should keep him in view at all times. Most important of all, we should not draw attention to ourselves. We are journalists for a San Francisco cross-dressing magazine and we should “juss keep it simple and ju guys will do fine.”     I’m the last to arrive at the hotel banquet hall. I hop out of my sidecar and organize my cameras as I enter the hotel using ONI provided press credentials at the ball door. The hall is packed and I wonder if I’ve enough film to document the hundreds of faces I’m there to record. I go to work and shoot feverishly trying to cover every face in the event. The ONI agent stays as promised across the hall watching our every move. Letarte is socializing, taking his time and having fun. His job is to shoot a slide presentation so he is seeking out only the most beautiful of the lovelies. It’s debatable which queen’s feminine charms are more likely to fool a drunken seaman after several months at sea. Letarte, a sailor from Maine, is clearly doing his best to sort them out.    I see the prettiest boy in the room about the same time as Letarte. We find ourselves shooting her side-by-side for a few minutes until our guard signals that we should spread out. So like a pretty young girl, the Benny Boy shows me how sailors are blown off course and fooled. I foolishly chat away with the lovely lass, and drop my lisp in the process. Then I hear myself telling her my real name. Trying to recover, I’m quick to point out that I’m a photographer visiting from California. “Gotta get back to work sweetie,” I say as I swish off.     This is when the 1970 Queen of the Benny Boys arrives. Having already been chosen earlier tonight is her coronation. She is beautiful from a distance. Letarte and I photograph her arrival like Paparazzi. The master’s of ceremony is calling the plays, and making humorous quips as the queen mounts the stage and assumes her throne. She’s given a robe and scepter and the beautiful moment is shattered by an unbelievable announcement, “Bill Gann, a photographer visiting from California,” the announcer says cheerfully, “has been given the honor of crowning the queen.”      Before I know it the pretty lady/boy I had given my name to is dragging me on stage as the ONI agent sputters apoplectically.  I had bought a lavender shirt for the evening and Letarte nabs a slide showing my embarrassed face in matching hues. I’m given a trophy and pushed to the queen. The crowd loves my shyness and laughter shakes the building.  I hand the queen the trophy and try to back away when he grabs my arm and says, “Plees kess  me, Bill Gann.” Letarte has his flash cycled, his focus nailed, and the exposure set. His Nikon is on motor drive, and I’m about to be remembered in a Philippine slide presentation as the sailor who kissed the Queen of the Benny Boys.      I pull away and the crowd roars. I could actually see people rolling on the floor in laughter. When I try to exit the stage, I’m blocked by the pretty Benny Boy. He gives me the crown, and pushes me back to stage center. So much for the rule of not drawing attention to one’s self. The scene repeats, as the announcer becomes comedian and says, “Looks like Bill Gann is too shy to kiss the Queen.”     The audience is given one of the best shows in years. The Jasmine scented night is likely still remembered by some who were there. Our cover blown, the ONI officer herds us out of the hall and onto a waiting Jeepney. Shaking his head, he keeps his hand near the 45 as we exit. Still we have hundreds of images, both slides and black and white prints so our mission is accomplished.    Back at the lab I’m not allowed to print my black and whites. Lab Chief Hinajosa says ONI doesn’t want me to be tempted to steal any of their precious shots. ONI even keeps the negatives. For the same reason, Letarte isn’t allowed to soup his slides either. Thirty years later Letarte and I are exchanging E-mails and we discover we had both clandestinely gone to the lab technicians and begged sample photographs from the evening.  I got a few prints and Letarte got a few slides. 		Color images shown here are Letartes’ while the black and whites are mine."I was on the really pretty ones (Benny-Boy) ... wasn’t the kind of life I wanted to live.

I wanted to be that guy who had a hard on in one hand and a shitload of pesos in the other as I walked/staggered across the Shit River Bridge."  

Mark, your wife has an enormous ass.  Your son looks ready for short bus and your daughter looks ready for fun!

Merry Christmas 2011 Randy Ryder
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Social Commentary: What kind of man is Randy Ryder to in 2011 have a family Christmas but at the same time, 2011, have secret fantasies and public postings that he wants to fuck Philippine prostitutes with his publicly displayed "hard-on"?

click here for family man Randy Ryder, father of Ian and Buglet said about abusing prostitutes  

Dear Randy Ryder, sticking your penis into a Benny-boy anus might give you AIDS  Many of them are diseased.  Don't bring venereal diseases home to New Hampshire.
Prostitutes just across "sheet river", waiting for Randy Ryder and his fistful of Pesos and his now famous "Hard on"

Question of the Day"  Why is it just spiffy for Randy Ryder to threaten murder to a 100% service connected veteran TWICE but not OK to show Christmas pictures that Havercamp published to the world on the www?

If you carried through on your murder threats, would not the family of the veteran also be victims of your atrocity?

Instagram: No erections allowed!Randy Ryder says "there is a lot of things can do with a fistful of pesos and a hard on" that doesn't require having intercourse with a prostitute.  Warning:  no erections permitted at the Olongapo public library!

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SALE at American Legion store Indianapolis Headquarters

 

Boys pants half-off!
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Boys' Department on 8th Floor of American Legion HQ in Indianapolis
BOYS PANTS...HALF OFF
(parody of all the child molesters tolerated within American Legion)
Mark Seavey in his seduction mode with the little ones.

Follow my Austin Powers Blog!
"Keep your mouth shut at trial Medal"  Boys are given a medal by the American Legion if put under oath but still refuse to testify against their American Legion molesters.
"Yes.  of course, I'll meet you in the American Legion shower at national headquarters after this fake ceremony, pops."
American Legion luring in boys by giving them false titles and giving them fake medals instead of just candy in the back of American Legion van.


Rare picture of a negro at an American Legion gathering. The American Legion still segregates by race and keeps Negros "You people" out of white American Legion posts.

 http://www.nbc15.com/news/headlines/2238166.html

American Legion admits it hates blacks
Pays fine-goes back to hating blacks

LOUISVILLE, Ky. (AP) -- The American Legion has pled guilty to racial discrimination to the Kentucky Human Rights Commission.

The American Legion has agreed to pay $6,500 to a black man, Al Shadi, who was denied entrance under the American Legion whites-only policy.




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American Legion says if you served during "Vietnam War Era" you are a VIETNAM WAR VETERAN! 
So American Legion members who were shoving shit in Shreveport in '74 are AMERICAN LEGION VIETNAM WAR VETERANS!




Daniel A. Bernath
Lawyer

4600 Summerlin
Suite C-2  #249
Ft Myers Florida 33919
15532 sw Pacific C1B #404, Tigard OR 97224
503 367 4204
Thursday, April 03, 2014
American Legion Commander
Indianapolis, Indiana
Dear Commander:
  I am a member of the American Legion having been an in theatre Vietnam War Veteran (for two tours) and also having been awarded the Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal along with other such medals and awards.
  American Legion lawyer Mark Seavey has created, at the American Legion headquarters, a website that puts my picture above the heads, in a Photoshop technique, of active male homosexuals engaged in homosexual acts  (attached). http://thisainthell.us/blog/?p=41905
  Homosexuals are of course Americans too and they have their rights.  One of those rights is to not show sex acts in public.  Therefore, Mark Seavey is accusing me of breaking the law and he is doing this defamation in the name of the American Legion.
  I however am not a homosexual and as a member of the American Legion am at a loss as to why you permit Mark Seavey, to use American Legion facilities and his wage-time to attack an American Legion member-myself.
  I demand that you have Mark Seavey explain to me and you to as American Legion members, why he is using our dues money and contribution money to terrorize American Legion members…from the American Legion Headquarters.
  I wish to purchase the mailing list or have it provided to me for free so that I may ask the rest of the American Legion membership if this is the direction that you as Commander should be taking our fine patriotic organization.
 
Daniel A. Bernath
Member American Legion
March 2014
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Interview with Daniel Bernath [4/19/2007]

Lindy Hughes:

Good morning, this is Lindy Hughes and I'm representing the Tualatin Historical Society for the Veterans History Project. It's April 19, 2007 and I'm here with Dan Bernath. Mr. Bernath will be sharing some of his military experiences and memories with us, today. So, Dan, can I have you state your full name and branch of service?

Daniel Bernath:

Daniel Alan Bernath and my branch of service was U.S. Navy and it was from December 15, 1966 to June, 1970.

Lindy Hughes:

Dan, what were you doing before you joined the service and what got you involved in the war effort?

Daniel Bernath:

Well, let's see. I went in. I joined the Navy at 15. No, I must've been 16. I had a Michigan Driver's Learner's Permit. It was paper. So, I took an eraser and changed my date of birth and made myself 18 instead of 16. I'd joined the Navy and all the papers were signed and they were coming by. The Chief Petty Officer, the recruiter, was coming by the house at the last minute to have some further papers signed and I wasn't there. They said, "How can Danny be joining the Navy when he's 16?" So, that didn't work. So then, as soon as I turned 17, I joined again. That time, they said, "Fine, now you're 17." So, I was just a high school student. I think before that, I had dropped out of high school and I went to live with my brother on an Air Force base, Kinchlow Air Force Base, in upper Michigan. I was a disc jockey. They had a base radio station. So, I was a disc jockey. He was interested in photography and he got me interested in photography and I started to that, maybe some darkroom work and some pictures.

Daniel Bernath:

I wanted to be in the Navy rather than other branches of the service because the Navy took you everywhere. I knew that we were at war, but the Navy is all over the world. So, I didn't know where they were going to send me. In fact, Vietnam was only part of my service in the 3 years 5 months. So, let's see. So, having lived with him on the Air Force Base for 3 months, I was sure I didn't want to join the Air Force because it seemed real boring. So, I went in the Navy. Then, they sent me to boot camp. They put us on a train from, Great Lakes, Illinois was where Navy boot camp is. They put us on a train from Detroit to Chicago and Chicago to suburban Illinois. Chicago. So, on the train we're riding like civilians and they said, "OK, it's time for dinner." I thought, "OK now, they are going to hand me a sandwich." But, we went to the dining car and there's this beautiful little steak and tiny little potatoes and all that, like ice water in a nice glass. I thought, "Boy, this Navy is really nice." I'd never been treated this well. But, of course, that was just the train. Anyway, boot camp, and that was--even though I'm a high school dropout, I went in the Navy we're taught by an ensign if you wanted to and we got our high school diplomas and then after that I went to college and after that I went to law school. I'm one of the few dropouts that became a lawyer. I say this, that Navy boot camp and law school were the two of the hardest things I've done in my life. People are surprised to hear that, but Navy boot camp was very rough, more psychological than physical, maybe because I was so young. The whole idea was that you--they never allow you to sleep more than 4 hours a day. Daniel Bernath:: I think that and then there's so much information coming at you. It was so cold and you know. So, that was very hard, but it proved to me at a very young age that I could do anything if I just applied myself. So, I kept telling myself that my Dad made it through boot camp and I can make it through boot camp no matter how tough it got. You are up at 2 in the morning peeling potatoes or whatever the thing was. I'm always thinking, "My Dad made it through boot camp and so can I." I get out of boot camp and I go, "Gee was that tough, Dad, but I kept saying to myself, 'Dad made it through boot camp'--because he was in WWII in the Army--'and I can make it through boot camp.'" He looks at me and he says, "I never went to boot camp." He says, "It was WWII, you know, and the Michigan National Guard drafted me and I went right into combat." I go, "Oh, OK. I'm glad you told me after instead of before because that was how I got through it. Dad can do it." Then, they sent me to the Kearsarge which is an aircraft carrier--an Essex Class carrier. It wasn't built in time for WWII, but it was one of the swift carriers, the fast carriers, that the Navy attributes to winning the war because they do 32 knots. The Japanese had nothing that could--it was just an overwhelming force. So, that was one of them. We spent a tour 6 months off the coast of North and South Vietnam. Then, there was a-- Then they said, "The Kearsarge needs to be renovated. So, we are going to go into the yards when we get back to California." I knew what that was like. That's 140 decibels. You're living inside a ship that's being renovated. I said, "Gee, can I ship over and go on the next carrier that's coming out to replace us?" They thought that was great. So, three or four of us did that. We went to the Yorktown. I'm glad I did because I remember it was just at that point that we got word that the communists, the North Koreans, had captured the USS Pueblo. There was speculation as to what we were going to do. Were we going to attack them? Were we going to try to do a rescue mission? The people on the Kearsarge were going, "Well, we're going home. Too bad. This doesn't affect us." By then, my orders had come through that I was going to transfer to the Yorktown. They go, "What? You're going to"--they're making jokes like-"You're going to have to learn to pronounce *Pyongyang [Capitol of N. Korea] and all that stuff. See you later, Dan. Haha. You're going to Korea." I'm like, "Oh, shit, what have I done?" So, the Kearsarge comes in to Japan for a few hours to reload and get more supplies and I get off and I take my stuff off and my 2 or 3 buddies who are also transferring and the Kearsarge goes and then the Yorktown comes right there. Suddenly, I'm on the Yorktown. Word comes down that guess what, the Kearsarge and the Yorktown are both going to Korea. So, I thought, "That's a joke on them, too."

Daniel Bernath:

So, anyway, I went to Korea and we went right from Japan straight into Korea. We were the first ship, in our task force, was the first ship in the task force to go to Korea. We just, to rattle sabers and to do a show of force. So, the orders were very strange in that they said, "Don't use your radar and just go at flank speed." So, that's what Captain Bennett did. They made him the Admiral. There was no Admiral at the time on the ship. So, they made him the temporary Admiral. He just died recently. We just roared off the coast of North Korea to show them that, "You can't do that." Of course, they did. There is supposed to be a list going around about who wanted to train with the Marines. The Marines were going to be the nucleus and we were going to go in. It was just silly that we were going to have a group that was going to somehow rescue these sailors from the USS Pueblo. The orders were, "Shoot anything that comes near you." Then, the orders were downgraded, "Identify. Don't shoot unless they're hostile." Then, "Don't shoot unless they shoot at you first." So, it just kept getting--Lyndon Johnson was President, then. It just kept getting downgraded. The Russians, for their part, seeing as they thought that was their sphere of influence, reacted to us in the way that they had a spy ship follow us where ever we went. The spy ship would try to cut into us. Like we would be cruising along doing flight operations or whatever. The Russian ship would cross our bow and the orders from the Captain were, "Don't divert. If we're going to hit them, we're going to hit them."

Daniel Bernath:

So, that went on for 30 ["correction: 45] days. That was one way the Russians reacted to us. The other thing was that our radar showed, we have a screen of destroyers around us and at one point in the night the Russian had gotten inside our screen. So, you have the carrier and you have the destroyers on each side of you and one behind you. The Russians had gotten in between us, which we considered to be an act of war. Do we blow him up now or do we wait until dawn? What do we do? By dawn, he had moved out. So, it was pretty tense. We didn't know what was going to happen. The other thing about the Russians is that they had this thing called Bear Bombers and they are propeller driven and very loud and they would fly over us very low altitude to test us to see how fast we could react. So, we would go to general quarters. Jets from the Enterprise would go up and meet them. This is what the Cold War was all about where we'd play "chicken" with the Russians and they would play "chicken" with us all the time. So, we would be up there with our A-4s. In the North Atlantic, this also occurred. The Yorktown jets in the North Atlantic, we would be up there it looked like feet behind them. So, you're standing there on the flight deck and you're watching 2 or 3 Russian Bear Bombers. Just consider this gigantic airplane, propeller driven, and then behind it would be this tiny, in comparison, A-4 United States Navy plane. I'm sure he was all ready to go. He was locked and loaded. You twitch then the Navy plane is going to blow the Russian out of the sky. That was how we played "chicken" with the Russians during the Cold War. So, I always considered the Vietnam War just to be a major battle in the Cold War. What did you ask me? So, then after that, I think, we went to Vietnam. There was search and rescue. Our main mission was anti-submarine. There were no Russian submarines in the Gulf of Tonkin. So, we were the base for a search and rescue. A plane would be shot down and if the search and rescue squadron was aboard then they'd leave from our ship. We'd rescue people. That was our main job and constant squadron activity. So, we left Vietnam and then we got back--I don't know where I got the word, but I got word that we were going to, I remember walking in the photo lab and I one of my buddies said, "Hey, Dan, did you hear? We are going to pick up the astronauts." I said, "You know, we're too busy for that, you know. Can't they use a cruiser or something, you know, because we're like an aircraft carrier and we've got all these squadrons. We've got work to do. We're looking for Russian submarines." That was my attitude. It's kind of funny now, you know. Here's this amazingly prestigious thing for the whole country, like my God, we are sending the first men to the moon. I'm like, "We've got real work to do." The President and the Chairman of the Naval Operations never asked for my opinion. So, it just went forward. So, what did we do next?

Lindy Hughes:

Getting back to your search and recovery, you were recovering ship or planes that went down in the ocean? 8

Daniel Bernath:

Pilots would be, sometimes, they would crash into the ocean. They would just punch out over the ocean, the Gulf of Tonkin, or they'd punch out over North Vietnam. The "helios" would go in and capture them. The Kearsarge was famous for going right into, I think it was Hanoi Harbor, just roaring right into the heart of North Vietnam, and rescuing a Navy pilot. So, that's what the Kearsarge is famous for. The squadron would leave. There was always, the search and rescue squadron was always there. So, I mean, the ships needed relief. They had to go into port. So, the squadron would switch from carrier to carrier.

Lindy Hughes:

Did your assignments on the ship change during the time you were on the Yorktown?

Daniel Bernath:

Well, when I first was on the Kearsarge, I was a photographer. I'd taken the test and had qualified as a Photographer's Mate Petty Officer 3rd Class. I'd taken the test and they said--didn't say anything. I thought I had gotten it. I got the recommendation and all that sort of thing and then I transferred. So, I went to the Yorktown and I said, "Here I am. I'm your new photographer's mate. Where's the photo lab?" They said, "No. No. We need Bosun's Mates. Is that what you're asking about?" I said, "No. No. I'm the photographer." They said, "Well, we've got all we need of those."

Daniel Bernath:

What had happened is, before I got aboard, one of my bosun's mate buddies was on the helm. So, he knew what happened. The helm control just stopped during an underway replenishment. An underway replenishment, also known as an *unrep, is when the oiler will come up aside us and then we send lines over and they send over a huge hose and they fill us up with black oil and JP5, the jet plane fuel. What happened is that, for some reason, the helm control was lost when my buddy was on the helm. He said it just made this big hum noise and he reported it to the captain or the officer of the deck, "I've lost helm control." The captain jumped up like he was shot and looked at him like it was his fault, you know. What happened is the Yorktown could not be steered for those few seconds until they went to auxiliary control. So, it started to drift away from the oiler, pulled the oil hose out, and it sprang black oil along the side of the Yorktown. So, I show up and they're going, "Well, we need somebody to--bosun's mates are going to have to clean that up." So, that's my first job. I'm out there with JP5 fuel, with my new friends and we're like putting sponges into the jet plane fuel. We're washing the side of the ship because it's covered in jet plane fuel. I said, "You know, I took the test. I'm a photographer. I'm a Petty Officer 3rd Class." They said, "Well, not until we get official word that you are. So, get back to work." So, I spent 3 months as a Bosun's Mate. It was probably one of the *best 3 months of my life. I'm like kicking and screaming because I was like a real sailor, you know. I wasn't like one of these perfumed princes. I was like a real sailor, you know. I'm out there hanging off the side of the ship on nets. Part of the job. [*A Salt Spray in the Face Sailor] There's 2 or 3 watches we were responsible for in 2nd Division. We had bridge watch and then we also had the, we called it the 6 inch gun but other people called it the 5 inch 38s or something. So, we manned the guns and then we also did the bridge watch. Manning the gun was kind of boring except that we could see North Vietnam being shelled, at night. You'd just look out and see it looked like lightning, we were that close. It was just flash, flash, flash. So, that was the only interesting part of that, but we'd sit on the gun and be ready to power her up and load her while fire control took over. You'd work all day long and then you'd have these watches which was 4 hours. You'd either do the deck ['engine order telegraph] or you'd do the helm or you would do the gun. So, some of my buddies hated to be on the bridge because it was very tense, you know. You had to wear a clean shirt and you had to wear your white Navy hat and there were all these high ranking officers running back and forth and they're very tense. I thought that was a blast. So, I would trade with these other guys. They'd say, "Oh my God. I got the damn bridge." And I'd say, "I'll trade you. I got a gun watch. You sit on my gun watch and I'll do your bridge watch." So, I go to the point where I could do all these. The fun part was that, who steers the ship? The deck crew does. Who's actually got their hands on the helm? So, I got 8 hours on the helm and with 10 hours you get a certificate saying you're an official helmsman with that comes the trust of the captain or whoever that you can be the helmsman during flight operations. So, I'd be on the helm before my 10 hours. We'd start to recover planes or launch planes and I had to be relieved by somebody who had the certificate. I go, "Oh this. OK, fine." I had to step aside. Then, we'd recover the planes and then I'd take over again. I got 8 hours.

Daniel Bernath:

Looking back 40 years, I'm thinking the biggest regret that I have is that after was Promoted back to the photo lab, I didn't just go up there and say, "Could I just take the helm for 2 hours and you can put in the log book that I'm on the helm and I'd get 10 hours and I'd be like one of the only photograph's mate certified, qualified helmsman. That's the biggest vessel I've ever driven, like a 900 foot aircraft carrier. You think, well you just point it and it goes, but it's constantly either the currents are hitting the side and the rudder and all that. So, you're constantly keeping it on course. It's like driving a car. You're constantly turning the wheel. The real fun part is was that you headed to-- there's pride among the helmsman. They always called me the Airedale because they all knew my story, see. They were like, "You don't belong here." They'd call me the Airedale because I'm an aviation person. I'm actually an airman and they're all seamen. So, I'm on the helm and they taught me how to do that. The real fun part is when the officer of the deck would give you an order to make a severe turn. Then, you would--you wouldn't want to just turn--you would spin this big brass wheel, you know, like you're standing up and it's this big. You'd spin this big brass wheel as far as you could go and you'd watch the nose of the ship turning toward the new heading. Then, when you got maybe 5 degrees from that new heading, you would spin the wheel in the opposite direction so that the rate of return would decrease and it would decrease to the point where, if you did this correctly, the ship would stop directly on the new heading that the officer had ordered and there'd be no sloppiness where you went under one degree or you were over one degree. You would just stop the ship directly on that new heading. Now, if you did this correctly then all your friends who were standing there in the dark with you would go, "Cool man. Far out." If you did it wrong, then they would harass you for days afterwards. That was the real fun thing was that you'd do something like that. It looks easy. You just kind of do that. Well, no, there's a lot more to it like anything else a lot more to it.

Lindy Hughes:

Can you tell me about your role as a photographer, about the assignments you got, and if you were the photographer for the Apollo 8 recovery?

Daniel Bernath:

When my promotion came through, you know, then I went down to the personnel office because the list came in and said "Dan Bernath promoted to Petty Officer 3rd Class, Photographer's Mate. So, I went down to the personnel office and I said to the warrant officer, "See." He was, "Like I cared, you know." He goes, "Well, I want to assign you to the photo lab, but I was seeing the guys up there still like scraping paint. So, I wanted to keep you in the deck division." I said, "I'm a Petty Officer 3rd Class, Photographer's Mate, now." So, he just sat back at his desk and roared in laughter, "I was just kidding. Congratulations. Go ahead. Go to the photo lab." I think by then I was already promoted, but the word got to us later. So, I went to the photo lab and we get to that story where we are doing, off the coast of Vietnam for 6 months. Then, I don't know what happened. We went to Hawaii or something. I don't know how we got word, but I got word that now we're going to pick up this stupid capsule and waste our time when we've got other more important things to do. So, the next step after that was they brought aboard a boiler plate, they called it, which looked like the capsule. Maybe, it was the same weight and all that. They would drop it into the ocean and we would go out and get it. We'd practice. So, over and over again we'd practice getting that capsule and bringing it aboard. Then, the press came aboard and ABC television must've won the--or it was their turn, I don't know what--but ABC came aboard and they brought gigantic trucks full of equipment. We just picked it up and put it on our hangar deck and tied it down.

Then, we went out 1,000 miles off Hawaii and basically waited because they'd already been launched. A friend of mine said it was the weirdest thing because he was in boot camp in Florida and he watched the Apollo take off and he left Florida. He went to the Yorktown just as we were about to pick the capsule up. So, it was just the most bizarre thing. He saw it actually being launched and recovered. I mean, I don't know how many people actually saw that. He just happened to be in boot camp and they said, "OK, if you look out to the east"--or where ever it was--"you'll see Cape Canaveral and that white line going up is Apollo 8, the first people to go to the moon." So, he had the unique perspective. My perspective was that, the thing I liked about being a photographer was that I was everywhere and everyone just kind of accepted that I was there. When you're on a ship in the middle of the ocean, there's no TV to watch, there's nothing to do. So, you just kind of like go visit your buddies--just go from division to division and say "hi" to people and that sort of thing. So, people are just kind of used to see me around. So, that's what I would do. I knew all the navigators. I liked to visit the navigators because they never told us where we were. So, I would just kind of like, "I wonder where we are? I wonder what we're doing?" [*The navigator knew and would tell me.] I would go visit the navigators and say, "Where are we?" They'd say, "We're right here, Dan. We're right here." They'd always get--we'd never really know where we were going next. So, are we going to go to Hong Kong? Are we going to go to the Philippines? Are we going to go to Japan? Australia? We'd never know. So, they had the best word because they hung out and they would get word to set a course for or it's probable you'll go to the Philippines next. So, I'd ask them, "Where are we going?"

That was fun. I remember before the capsule came to us, the astronauts came to us, we were just killing time. So, we put on -I think they call it a "smoker" where we put on like a talent show and, I don't know, they must've had try outs because these guys were reasonable. They weren't just awful. They were all like 4 or 5 or 10 people and were actually pretty decent and they'd play the guitar or they'd tell jokes or whatever. So, ABC was there and they were bored because they had nothing to do. So, what they did was film this thing. Here we are, these amateur musicians and such and they're bored so they filmed it and then they put together this package. They said it looked like an Elvis extravaganza, you know. So they did that. We had this closed circuit TV system for watching a movie--one movie a night. They made a video tape of this because they were bored and it was like phenomenal. Buddies, you know, people I knew playing the guitar and like they'd be singing some Beatles' song or something like that and they'd be close above them and then they'd superimpose the close up of their hands. They're like panning and zooming out. It was like amazing. Then, the captain thought we should have some recreation time and he said, "We're going to allow you to swim." Here we are in the middle of the ocean and he stops the ship and I remember it was very strange because the sensation is always you're moving forward and the ship is always vibrating. We'd stop dead in the Pacific and hundreds of guys were like climbing off the ship in the nets and jumping in there. The Marines are standing up on the flight deck with their rifles in case there're sharks. Both times, the captain cut it short because somebody said there was a shark and they all had to get out of the water. The other time, I forget, the weather was too bad. So, that's what we were doing waiting for them. Then, there was--the thing about being in the Navy is that you never know what day it is and you never know--the only way we knew that it was Christmas is that you go around to the mess decks and the cooks would put up decorations or something. You'd go, "Oh, must be Christmas, today." You'd look at the calendar, "Oh, OK. December 25th. It's Christmas. Oh, OK, fine."

Your day's not changed, you know. You'd work a full day and then you'd have a watch of some kind. You had additional duties. So, we had maybe ham, too. "Why are we having ham, today? " Otherwise, it's just another day. Then I remember we were in our--it was after working hours and I was in my compartment, berthing compartment. The captain came on, he said, "Men of the Yorktown, we're just gotten word that the astronauts have spoken to us or have just made radio contact, again. They were on the other side of the moon and we didn't know if they were going to keep going or if they made it, but they've just talked to us." There was a big cheer. I could hear throughout the ship people cheering because that meant that they were alive. Then, what did we do? I don't remember if it was the next day or how long it took them to go from the moon to the earth. I don't remember that, but the day of them coming back, we knew what day that was going to be. I think I got up at 4 a.m. I got into my dress white uniform because that was the orders because we're going to be on television today around the world. I remember getting up and I was really excited instead of getting up at 4 a.m. and going, "Shit. It's 4 a.m. It's 0400." I just got up and I was like, "OK, what am I going to do, today?" My chief said, "OK, what you're going to do is you're going to be--we had this whole list. We're going to record history for the Navy because the Associated Press is there. ABC is there. It's mostly pooled. It wasn't hundreds of photographers. It was mostly pools like there's Reuters [sp], Associated Press, UPI, but it wasn't thousands of photographers. So, we were recording it for the Navy. Then, we'd give the pictures out to the press in case we got something they didn't get. So, my job was to get pictures of the Capsule as it was picked up out of the water and then brought aboard. So, other people had other jobs and I was only a Third Class Petty Officer. So, the First Class Petty Officer, Richard Starkey, assigned himself the coolest job which was to actually be on the flight deck as the helicopter came in.

I had nothing to do at the moment. So, I went up to where the signalmen were. I think that was around the 06 or 05 level, I forget which. The guys who do the semaphore and do the flags. I went up there and then before the--I said, "I can't--where is it? Where's the capsule?" They said, "What kind of Navy is this that we have a blind photographer, geez, it's right there."--it's 4 a.m.--"It's right there you dumb ass." I go, "OK, fine." Sailors talk to each other and nobody saw it come down. We're all waiting for it to come down. Where is it? Where is it? We're thinking that it is only reasonable that we should look out and see it coming down. What happened is that NASA--they're new to this game--they had calculated that it would come down and it was almost going to hit the Yorktown. Memos were written by NASA later about how dangerous was this? It almost hit the Yorktown. I mean, if we had looked straight up, we probably could've seen it coming at us. So, it could've been the biggest tragedy ever in the space history if they make it all the way to the moon and back and hit the aircraft carrier. So, they said, "Maybe, we should be off by a few miles. And they'd go out and get it." So, it was coming right at us. So, I'm on the 06 level with the signalman because my job isn't kicking in, yet. But, it gave me one of the best vantage points of seeing them come aboard. The way it operated was that HS-4, Helicopter Squadron 4, somehow had fallen into being the Navy helicopter squadron when it comes to spacemen. Maybe they did it once or twice, but from then on it had to be HS-4. Got to get HS-4. So, HS-4 and then they had one helicopter, somehow old 66. It looks like a flying boxcar, you know, these HS-3A Sikorsky Helicopters. Old 66--big 66 on the side--that had to be the airship that would get the astronauts. It's like this Navy tradition that somehow developed. Old 66 went out there and got them. The UDT sailors were already in the water. They are called Seals, now. They were called UDT, then, Underwater Demolition Team. They brought them aboard.

Old 66 came on and landed and then the door opens and the three of them come out and I thought, "Were they practicing this?" Because, I think it was Anders, Astronaut Anders, Air Force Colonel, I think, he came down 1 or 2 steps and then I can't remember exactly, but Borman and Lovell, they kind of stood up there. It was like the Iwo Jima picture. How can it be so posed? Like one was down one step and one was over here like this and one's like that. It was like this perfect picture of them coming out and everybody just roaring with applause. They came down and our Captain met him. I think it's a Navy tradition. You just don't come aboard a ship, you ask permission. I think that Capt. Lovell saluted Capt. Fifield and said, "Request permission to come aboard." Permission was granted and then they walked from there to Elevator Number, I think it was Elevator Number 3, and then they went down and they went to sick bay and then the President called and they talked to President Johnson on the telephone over some sort of radio connection. I thought that was kind of bizarre, kind of weird, because here we are, they had left their [capsule]. They really looked kind of scummy because they hadn't shaved or bathed. I thought, "This is kind of strange, you know." It's funny, you're right in the middle of history. You don't really think that. You are thinking something else and I'm thinking, "This is kind of odd " Here they are sitting on my Yorktown, my home, in my sick bay looking kind of scummy, wearing pajamas, talking to the President of the United States, my Commander-in-Chief. In the service, as a civilian, you look at the President as somebody you elect or don't elect. But, as a sailor or a Marine or a soldier, you look at the President as being your boss. He's actually the highest officer. You know, you have your chief and your lieutenant and your captain. Chief of Naval Operations, you know, Secretary of Defense, and the President. He's just one of them. I'm thinking, "This is really of odd." What did we do next?

So, they got new clothes. The thing I noticed about them is they were just 3 of the nicest guys. I remember they went up to a buddy of mine, a Marine, who was assigned to follow them and guard them--I don't know from what--but Capt. Lovell came up to him and said, "Sorry that you missed your Christmas." The Marine said, "What a great privilege it is to be here." That goes back to what I was telling you about Christmas. Christmas is just another day. If you didn't tell me it was Christmas, you could tell me a week later and say, "You know we had Christmas last week?" I would say, "Oh, really? Fine. Did I get a candy cane or something?" But, they would, they constantly just walked around. They went up to us and shook our hands and asked us about where we were from. They were just a great bunch of guys. The thing about being a photographer, I'd been in every--we had a thing we called a cruise book which means we put together a book of, basically we were out to sea for 6-8 months--we put together a bunch of pictures and individual pictures of each other and pictures of our divisions at work. So, I liked doing that because I was sent to every division on the ship and I got to see everybody and I got to meet everybody. I got to know the Marines. We had a Marine detachment. So, what they had done was they took the capsule when it came back to earth, then they had a heat shield on the bottom of it. So, as it encountered the atmosphere, then it would burn off and thus the astronauts would survive the intense heat. What was left behind were fragments of the heat shield that was still connected to the capsule. It was just burnt off. So, I went to, they put ropes up around--a parameter around the capsule. We tied it down just like it was another aircraft. This aircraft that had gone to the moon and back. It was just another aircraft to us. We tied it down as we usually do and then the Captain put a Marine to guard it 24 hours a day, which didn't mean anything because the Marine wasn't a Marine to me. The Marine was a buddy of mine.

So, I went up to him and I said, "You know, it would really be nice, Mike"--I forgot his name--"if you would go up there and just rip off a part of that heat shield and give it to me." He goes, "Yeah. Why not." So, he just went up there and he ripped off a part of the heat shield and gave it to me. It was like golden foil and there's also a little bit of a screw that was attached to it. I go, "That's kind of cool." So, I kept it for years and years and years in a box. Then, I found out later that the Yorktown became a museum. It's in Charleston, South Carolina harbor. I said, "Would you like to have this?" They said, "Yeah." So, based on--that's like one of the center pieces of their whole exhibit. They took part of the hangar deck and I had a picture that was set in a box that had the UDT guys. They had the UDT guys in the foreground and their raft. Then, you had the capsule floating. Then, you had the Yorktown coming towards you in the background. So, I had an 11 X14 black and white picture of that and I gave that to the Yorktown Museum and I gave that gold piece of the heat shield to the Yorktown Museum. Then, I see what they have done with that little picture I gave them, they made that picture as big as the side of a building and they took that foil and they put it into a case that says, "Property of Dan Bernath" you know, "on loan from". All those pictures I gave them that I took and my shipmates took, they just made this huge display. Then, a school, a trade school in the area made an exact duplicate of the Apollo 8 Capsule. I'm thinking, "Gee, if you guys had only asked, I'd have given it to you a lot sooner. I didn't know it was history sitting in my closet here. So, you can have it." Now, I'm told that 600,000 people a year visit that and look at those pictures. A friend of mine says, "I visited the Yorktown. I saw your name there on the exhibit.

Like I'm saying, when you are 17 or 18 or 19, you don't know that all this stuff is happening. It's interesting that, when I finally got back to Detroit, my hometown, then it was like, if I did mention that I'd been on the Apollo 8 recovery, no one would've cared because it was old news. That's kind of amusing. It's kind of like, "So, what else is new? What have you done, lately? The Captain [*Fifield] realized, or he may have been under orders to get them back as soon as possible. I think the President wanted to see them right away. So, he ordered that all of our boilers be fired up which meant we could do flank speed back to Hawaii. So, we're doing just--they call them 8 boiler Fifield which is what the press called them--because we were just hauling ass getting to within range of Hawaii. I think they'd taken urine samples from the astronauts and other samples, medical samples. Of course, they couldn't wait to get this. What they had to do, it was like a James Bond movie. They took--they put the samples into a box of some type and then they hoisted it in the weather balloon high above the Yorktown and then this huge plane came by with what looked like a cow-catcher on it and it snatched the thing and flew off to Hawaii while they reeled this box in. Everything was just beyond description. Everything was over the top. NASA came aboard and they had their own photographer. Our equipment, I was used to using speed graphics that they had bought during WWII with negative this big and all that and sometimes we'd have a *Rolleflex film, *4 X 5 inches, you know, the negatives were this big. But, NASA came aboard and their photographer had the highest quality Hasselblad equipment, you know. I'm like, "Don't you work for the same Uncle Sam that I do? Why do you have all this Hasselblad stuff when we're using WWII stuff?" "Well, we're NASA. We're the sweetheart agency. You're just the Navy." So, we're going back to, we're close enough to Hawaii that they're going to be flown off to great ticker tape parade on Broadway in New York City. They're going to go see the President. They're going to give a speech at the United Nations. So, we get close enough and the way an aircraft carrier works is that, to get enough speed to actually leave the ship, you have to attach the aircraft to a catapult.

So, this is standard procedure ever since the Korean War. You go from zero to 120 mph in 3 or 4 seconds and then you're airborne. Then, you fly back to Hawaii. So, the astronauts are getting ready to go and one of the COD pilots--gee, what does COD stand for? Carrier Onboard Delivery pilots. He's talking to the astronauts. One of the astronauts says to him, "Gee, I don't know. We're getting launched off an aircraft carrier, go from zero to 125 mph." He says, "Sir, respectfully. What are you talking about? You just went to the moon and back. This should be quite easy for you." They laughed and then the astronauts got onboard and they flew off and then they went off, you know, and they met President Johnson, also President Nixon because it was right at the time that Nixon was taking power. So, that was the last I heard from them. A friend of mine, one of the Marines that was guarding him, he went to go see Capt. Lovell who runs a restaurant north of Chicago with his son. He's got a mural of Apollo or whatever. So, he went to go see him and he is still alive and he's just the most charming guy. He says, "Capt. Lovell, I'm Corporal Corpoza [sp]. I met you on the Yorktown. I guarded you on the Yorktown after you got off Apollo 8." If you know anything about history, Capt. Lovell was the one who was on Apollo 8 and he also stepped on the moon. He was also the commander on Apollo 13 that they made that movie about. Tom Hanks played him. It was the one where they almost died. He says, "Remember Apollo 8?" Capt. Lovell says, "No, which one was that? I get them mixed up in my mind. Which one?" The guy has done so much. He said, "It's the one where you were at the moon at Christmas and came back." He said, "Oh, that one. OK, I remember that one. The Christmas one." That is about it.

Lindy Hughes:

Were you able to keep any of the photos that you took personally or you took photos and then turned them over to the Navy?

Daniel Bernath:

We took pictures and we gave them all to the Navy. They went to a place called the Navy Retention Center in Washington. They would then distribute them to the press. I kept some copies, but then when I found out there was a Yorktown Museum, then I gave it all to them. So, if you go to the USS Yorktown at Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina, then on the hangar deck you'll see my pictures that I took plus pictures by Chief Milt Putnam, because we went there in 2001 after the attack of 9/11 and we looked at all the pictures that were up there and we figured that 90 percent of the pictures that were up there were pictures that either he did or I did. So, you know, it's interesting in that, as I said, when it was happening it was just another job and then you just forgot about it. So many people say Apollo 8 was so much more significant than even the first landing on the moon. It was anti-climatic to0, because they pushed it. They made it happen sooner than they were really ready because they wanted to beat the Russians and they were willing to take the risk.

Lindy Hughes:

Do you remember the last day of your military service? What was that like?

Daniel Bernath:

Yeah. I remember a First Class Petty Officer yelled at me. Let's see. These funny things. I was really sick. I had mononucleosis and I had a temperature and my face was red and I was sicker than a dog. I knew if I told them, they wouldn't let me leave. They'd say, "Well, you have to stay until we cure you."

Daniel Bernath:

I wanted to go. So, I showed up at sick bay redder than a beet and somehow bluffed my way through a physical. I don't know how, but they said, "OK, fine. You're healthy." When you're being discharged, the Navy will put your papers into a white envelope that says, "Department of the Navy" and it's white. [*lt was only used for holding discharge papers.] So, if you see anybody walking around in those days with a white envelope, then you're going, "Shit. He's getting out." So, I know a Lt. (JG). I forget his name. I think I just got my discharge papers and they tell you, "We gave you your discharge papers, but you're in the United States Navy until midnight tonight. So, don't fuck up." I don't know why. Because I guess they think you are in uniform, you are going to do something like you're going to-l don't know what you're going to do--you're going to leave the ship, you're going to do something. So, you're in the Navy until midnight. So, I got this white envelope and there's a Lt. (JG) I knew and he sees it, he goes, "Shit," he says, "You're leaving?" I said, "Today, I'm leaving and I out rank you because today I'm a civilian and you're just a lieutenant, junior grade." He goes, "Give me that envelope." He takes it and he writes--because you heard about chicken shit, right? He goes, "Give me that thing." He takes his pen out and he goes, "Very good." Then, he goes, "This is better than very good. Very good and a star." He prints a star and he gives it back to me. He walks off fuming that I'm leaving and he's staying.

So, a buddy of mine was going to give me a ride to the airport or something. He was on the ship still and I was off the ship. It was in May and it was hot. The Navy uniform is extremely tight. I mean, it's tight, very tight, you know, and it's made of wool. So, what sailors will do sometimes, is on their own they'll go to a tailor and they'll have a zipper put in here [*the side of the jumper].

That's so you can get in and out of it because you can't really get in and out of it doing the way you're suppose to which is over your head. So, I had that zipper put in like most sailors did. So, I'm standing there by the gang plank, at the bottom of the Yorktown. I'm off the Yorktown. I had my white envelope in my hand which is like advertising to everybody, "He's leaving, today. He's leaving, today." It's hot. So, I unzip it. Sometimes you do this when you're like on the ship and you're like, "It's hot. It's tight." You just unzip it and you're like you're unzipped. Underneath is your white T- shirt. So, a First Class Petty Officer came up to me and ordered me to zip it up, you know, "Zip up your uniform." I'm obviously, I've got minutes left to go in the Navy--hours to go. Guys are walking by me and going, "What a chicken shit outfit. The guy's out of the Navy and he's getting orders." So, I'm thinking, what do I do? Do I tell him to "bite me" or do I zip it up? I'm in the Navy until midnight. So OK, there you go- zipping myself up and back to being a boot, a recruit, you know. Perfect uniform. That was the last day.

Lindy Hughes:

That was the last day. Then, on a plane and back.

Daniel Bernath:

Back to Detroit, yeah.

Lindy Hughes:

So, your career after the war.

Daniel Bernath:

My Mother kept saying that, "You should go into the Navy Reserve." I thought, "I can't do that. They might call me back into service. That was like my biggest fear was they would call me back." My Dad used to say that during the Korean War that people came up to my Dad and said, "Hey, you should go into the Army Reserve. They give you 50 dollars a month and all you do is show up for a drill once a month." He said, "No. No. No. I've had enough of the Army." Then, suddenly the Korean War broke out and ail of these Army Reservists were suddenly active duty Army. They're coming to him, "What do I do, Irving? What do I do?" He said, "You shouldn't have stayed in the Army." So, I resisted the temptation to stay in the Navy Reserve. Dale Potts, you met him. He stayed in the Navy Reserve 30 years and made it to Captain. I knew him when he was an Ensign. So, I got out and I went to college and then I became a news reporter on radio stations. I worked in Detroit and then St. Louis, New York City, Milwaukee, Los Angeles, New Orleans, back to New York. It's a very volatile business. It's non- existent, now. There's really no radio news, but then there was no media concentration like there is now. So, I said, "Look." I got tired of being fired because you worked at big stations and they hired and fired people all the time. So I said I was impressed by the lawyers because they seemed to have swagger and penuche and they don't get fired and they work for themselves. So then, I went to Law School. After 2 years of that, then I became a lawyer in Los Angeles and then came up here [Portland, OR.]. And you know, I felt burn out for a while and I stopped practicing for about 10 years and was a photographer. I've just gotten back into practicing law again about a year and a half, two years back into doing it.

Lindy Hughes:

Is there anything else you'd like to share, today?

Daniel Bernath:

No, that's about, that's my [story].

Lindy Hughes:

All right. Well, we want to thank you very much for a great interview. That was great and oh my gosh you have some great stories. Serious and hilarious, too.

Daniel Bernath:

Oh really?

Lindy Hughes:

Yeah. I just love it because you're candid and you know you're not afraid of the camera. That's great, the Apollo thing. My Dad was a harbor master at Pearl Harbor for 35 years. So, I'm trying to think if I've ever seen the Yorktown. I'll have to, if I ever go to, is it South Carolina?

Daniel Bernath:

Yeah, Charleston harbor.

Lindy Hughes:

I'll have to make it a point to see that. I remember the Enterprise when that came in. My Dad would always bring me to work. He said, "I'm going to show you a really big aircraft carrier." I was really young, then. So, it just seemed like, I don't know, bigger than King Kong, you know.

Daniel Bernath:

That's small now compared to the Nimitz Class Carriers.

Lindy Hughes:

Oh, man.

Daniel Bernath:

We can project power anywhere we need to. One of the true questions is who said, "Where are my aircraft carriers?" Every president since Theodore Roosevelt "Where are my aircraft carriers?"

Daniel Bernath:

If there was a crisis he goes, "Where are my aircraft carriers?" That's the first thing they do. You think, "Well, gee, they look like they are so easy to blow up, but they've always been the key, the first instrument the president uses."

Lindy Hughes:

My Mom worked at Pearl Harbor, too, in the Naval Supply Center. [End of Transcript]

 

Daniel Alan Bernath, Esq. on the air name: Daniel Abernathy) is a retired, Oxford England trained attorney, radio and television newsman, Hollywood actor, a photographer, pilot, author of the award winning veterans web magazine http://www.aspecialdayguide.com/yorktown/indexYS.htm  and a Daddy and Grandpa.

Most recently Bernath was a lawyer,  representing clients before the United States Department of Homeland Security-US Citizenship and Immigration, Veterans Affairs and before all Courts of the State of California. 

He likes wearing his Jerry Garcia necktie.

Bernath is a bg actor on Portlandia and Grimm on NBC.

When on leave from the Navy he took and passed the Michigan driver license test with 100% correct answers.

Grimm on NBC, Daniel A. Bernath, cast member, Episode 215, Mr. Sandman

US Navy Petty Officer

His public service record stretches back over 40 years to his days manning a combat camera for the Navy on the United States Ship YORKTOWN, covering the splashdown of the Apollo 8 first astronauts to travel to the Moon.

  Bernath began his adult life by joining the US Navy at age 17 in 1966.
He traveled throughout the Pacific on the USS Kearsarge and USS Yorktown, spent 12 months in the combat zone off the coast of North Vietnam, south and west of communist China. Dan Bernath volunteered and did serve a second tour at Vietnam.  While temporarily assigned to the Boatswain Mate 2nd Division, Bernath took the helm of the USS Yorktown and logged 8 hours on the helm in the combat zone and manned the 6 inch gun as a gun crew member during various watches

  He was awarded the Republic of Vietnam Meritorious Unit Citation (Gallantry Cross Medal Color with Palm) Gold Frame.

For service on the USS Kearsarge, Bernath and the crew were awarded the US Navy Meritorious Unit Commendation Ribbon.

Of the battle stars awarded to the Yorktown and Kearsarge, Bernath wore two on his chest along with the National Defense Medal, Vietnam Service Medal, Republic of Vietnam Medal, Navy Unit Citation and the Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal.

Dan Bernath is a proud member of the Radio Shack Battery Club and after passing the entrance exam, of Costco.

  Bernath completed high school in 1968, taught by a US Navy Ensign on the hangar deck of the USS Kearsarge, in the combat zone in Vietnam coastal waters.  Bernath attended class between his helicopter, flight deck and photography duties.

When the USS Pueblo was captured by the communist North Koreans Bernath was on the Yorktown during the American Navy show of force.  During that action, the Yorktown was repeatedly flown over by Soviet Bear Bombers and constantly being tracked by Russian intelligence ships.  Bernath and the Yorktown crew were awarded the Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal for that action and the Korea Defense Service Medal. read more


Bernath manning six inch (5'38) Gun, off coast of North Vietnam, combat zone 1968

 

                                       

  The Commanding Officer of the USS Yorktown, Captain William L. Bennett, regarding the Yorktown's last combat deployment stated,

  "Petty Officer Daniel Bernath frequently volunteered to be the combat photographer on day or night helicopter missions over enemy territory and waters and as the rescue aircrewman on these dangerous flights for which he had been trained.

  He taught many of the new recruits to the photography field the fine art of taking an outstanding picture and was an idol for them.

  Dan Bernath is the kind of sailor, petty officer and shipmate that every commanding officer hopes to have in his organization, especially in the combat zone."

Capt. Bill Bennett, USN

  Bernath later photographed the splashdown of the first manned mission to travel to the moon- Apollo 8 astronauts in the Pacific off of the Hawaiian Islands (along with other Navy lensmen, ABC newsmen and an Associated Press photographers). NASA awarded the crew and Bernath the Group Achievement Award for "professional precision and exactitude" and the Yorktown's Captain added praise for "untiring efforts and unswerving devotion to duty." 

Daniel A. Bernath was selected to be interviewed for the History Project for the Library of Congress.  The transcript is here and the audio is also available from the US Library of Congress and the audio of Dan Bernath's Navy career are also below:

 

Collection #:
AFC/2001/001/72600
Subjects:
Bernath, Daniel Alan  Petty Officer 2nd Class
Vietnam War, 1961-1975--Personal Narratives
United States. Navy.
Cite as:
Daniel Alan Bernath Collection
(AFC/2001/001/72600), Veterans History Project, American Folklife Center, Library of Congress 
61 minute audio of interview with Petty Officer 2nd Class Daniel A. Bernath

http://memory.loc.gov/diglib/vhp/story/loc.natlib.afc2001001.72600/audio?ID=sr0001001

Veterans History Project (Library of Congress)

Bernath was also awarded the US Navy Unit Commendation Medal for his participation in the recovery of the First Men to the Moon.  The award was the Second such US Navy Commendation for Petty Officer Daniel Bernath.

He traveled after that with the Navy on the USS YORKTOWN to South America and Europe. 

 He was promoted to Petty Officer 2nd Class, Photographers Mate on the USS YORKTOWN at the age of 19. At 20, he was discharged from the Navy in Boston, just prior to the decommissioning of the Yorktown.

  Bernath was awarded the Cold War Certificate of Appreciation which states "In recognition of your service during the period of the Cold War in promoting peace and stability for this Nation, the people of this Nation are forever grateful."  /s/ Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld.

Guard duty one day, shore patrol duty the next day.  The US Navy's scariest and skinniest Shore Patrolman, 120 pounds.



 

(and Daniel A. Bernath is humble)

Daniel A. Bernath has never won a medal from the Olympics although he learned to float in Navy boot camp, under duress.

ReverseDaniel A. Bernath has not been awarded the First Montana Volunteers Medal.  Daniel A. Bernath has not been awarded the Horses Ass Medal.  Horse's Butt Joke Medal

Daniel A. Bernath did not receive the Presidential Award for best use of a cigar in the Oval Office.

His Commanders in Chief were LBJ and Nixon. 
Rare Photo of Obama crossing Gulf of Tonkin . 

National Association of Naval PhotographyIn 2006, Bernath was voted "Honorary Chief Petty Officer Photographer's Mate by the US Naval Photography Association  

Daniel A. Bernath has demonstrated a high degree of devotion and having dedicated himself to the betterment of NAVAL PHOTOGRAPHY is hereby designated as an CHIEF PHOTOGRAPHER'S MATE and as such is entitled to full rights and privileges accorded to members.

Click little certificate for Certificate suitable for framing and display at YOUR home.

 
 

Chief Petty Officer (Hon) is one of a long string of other honorary chief Petty Officers from the Navy Photog. Assn.

He earned a bachelor of arts degree from the University of Wisconsin at Milwaukee after his Navy service with the tuition paid by the G.I. Bill for returning veterans.

Daniel Bernath rotates his tires and cleans the coils in the back of his refrigerator regularly.

 

Television and radio journalist

In 1970 to 1982 he was an award winning journalist (using the "on the air" name of Daniel Abernathy) primarily on radio but also on television in such cities as New York, Los Angeles, Detroit, New Orleans, Milwaukee where he won awards for "newscast contributing most to the community",  "best spot news" and the like. As a newscaster in New York and Los Angeles, he has been heard by tens of millions of Americans. While the news director of WHN in New York City, which covered the states of New York, New Jersey and Connecticut, Bernath took on the duties of reporting to "the second largest audience in the world, age 25 to 49."

After hours of self study, Daniel Bernath took and passed the test for Notary Public in and for the State of Oregon.

 

 

Bernath was the morning anchorman and heard throughout the day and was also a street reporter. 

The program director of WABC New York, Rick Sklar, referred to Bernath as a "major talent" when he recommended him to the ABC owned radio stations.  At the time WABC was the most listened to radio station in the world.  George Wilson, president of Bartell Broadcasting dubbed him, "the best newscaster in contemporary radio in America."

 

  One of the highlights of his journalism career was reporting from the Republican Convention in Detroit that nominated President Ronald Reagan and Vice President (and later President Bush) and reporting on the inauguration of President Ronald Reagan and reporting live from the White House as President Carter announced that American hostages were to be released by Iran.  Daniel Bernath was also the first reporter to conduct a personal interview with the reclusive President Richard Nixon after Nixon left the White House.

 

Publicity picture of future California attorney Daniel Bernath (standing) and future Illinois attorney Steven K. Silverman, news reporters at WOKY, Milwaukee 1976

Attorney and Counselor at Law

  In 1982 Daniel Bernath attended law school and was in the top 10% of his class in the first year and graduated in the top 25% after completing the accelerated 24 month program earning his degree as Doctor of Jurisprudence. He is the winner of the American Jurisprudence Award after having the highest grade amongst his classmates in Criminal Procedure.  Bernath was sworn in as a lawyer before the California Supreme Court in 1984. In the summer of 1984, Dan Bernath passed the most difficult bar exam in the country, if not in the history of all bar exams.  In the bar exam Bernath passed, nearly two thirds failed.

Also in 1984 Bernath was sworn in before the United States Court of Appeal for the Ninth Circuit. That Court has jurisdiction over California,  Washington, , Guam, Idaho, Oregon and other western states and is one level from the United States Supreme Court in the federal system.  

click on picture to enlarge

After serving the required five years as a lawyer and counselor at law was admitted as a member of the Bar of the United States Supreme Court in 1990. But, he still considers himself a small town "country lawyer."

In a previous life, Daniel Bernath was a traffic light in front of the "Old Bailey."

Attended Oxford University, bar exam to become solicitor for England and Wales
U.S.A. trained and licensed attorney Daniel A. Bernath, attended Oxford University England,
Brookes Institute of Legal Practice at Oxford University http://www.law.brookes.ac.uk/about/ and studied British civil practice, ethics and accountings for solicitors, English and Welch real property law and conveyance, etc. Bernath then sat for the 3 day British bar exam to become a solicitor for England and Wales.  Though not on the rolls of solicitors, Bernath has passed all 4 "heads" of the exam to qualify as a solicitor/barrister of England and Wales.


*just kidding. Dan Bernath isn't a barrister
but he did win the
2010 Nobel Prize for Literature
for typing 120 words per minute on his Dell laptop whilst being chased by a mob of angry vocation experts through an ODAR lobby in Newark New Jersey


 Bernath became a pilot; tired of walking and not because he wants to look down on people.

Dan Bernath is a volunteer pilot, from time to time,  flying dogs that need rescue from the dog pound death to a forever home hundreds of miles away.
Paws N Pilots

Dan & Maggie at 8,500 feet over the Cascade Mountains-Oregon.

Light Sport Pilot Bernath in background between "Goose" and "Iceman"

Public Service as a judge and arbitrator

Appointed as a judge pro tem of the Los Angeles Superior Court, Los Angeles Municipal Court and Culver City Municipal Court, Bernath has judged hundreds of matters and as an arbitrator for the Superior Court, judged over 130 complex cases.

  Attorney Bernath has been hired by a subdivision of the State of Oregon to pursue a claim before a federal agency in Portland Oregon.

Daniel Bernath always drives 3.5 miles per hour below the speed limit on United States interstate highways and is gratified by the emotional hand waving, gesturing and unique greetings he receives from fellow motorists on the expressways of America, as they pass him by on the left and the right.

  Attorney Dan Bernath became a "private attorney general" on behalf of the People of Oregon.  Bernath wrote tickets to BI MART for blocking handicapped parking spaces because Tigard Police won't and prepares to conduct the trial against the BI MART defendants click here to see the pictures 

Public Service as member of Board of famed USS Yorktown Association

In 2000 he was unanimously elected to the Board of Directors of the USS Yorktown Association, a group of World War Two, Korean War and Vietnam War naval combat pilots, aviators and crewmembers of the CV 5 and CV 10.  In October 2001 he was given an award by the USS Yorktown Association;

For Exemplary Service in War
Aboard the "Fighting Lady"


and unselfish Devotion in Peace
to the Yorktown Association. 


From your Shipmates,
a Heartfelt
"Well Done"

 


  As a photographer and author his work has been read and seen by hundreds of millions of people around the world from the
Times of London, the Associated Press, Newsweek, USA Today, ABC News, NBC News, NBC's The Today Show, CBS Radio Network, the Oprah Winfrey Show, Legal Times, the U.S. Navy Photography Retention Center, U.S.S. Yorktown Sea V Ten  magazine http://www.YorktownSailor.com , Bride's Guide Magazine and BrideSave.com   

    He has photographed weddings in Japan, Los Angeles, Detroit, Portland, Oregon; Sydney, Australia; Paris, France and London, England. With his pictures published on the Today Show, NBC News, CBS News, ABC News, Winfrey, exhibited and viewed annually by 600,000 visitors to Patriot's Point South Carolina Naval Aviation History Museum, etc., it is estimated that 300 million people have seen Bernath's photographs. Bernath also trains fellow photographer journalists in a style that is both time efficient and produces elegant photographs.

  The veterans web magazine http://www.YorktownSailor.com created and edited by Bernath has been awarded the "Top Vet Site Award", "Veteran and Proud Award" and "The Chief says, this site blew me away..." award. click to see USS Yorktown Association webmagazine awards. 

  He has attained the status as "senior statesman" to the news media, having been interviewed by local television stations KGW, and KOIN and KXL radio on veterans affairs, politics and the like, the New York Times and USA Today on national security.  Bernath would be very valuable as a "counter-expert" on political affairs.  He has noticed that when he votes for a candidate or a ballot measure that the candidate and measure is doomed to failure.  Therefore, he has offered himself up as an anti-expert-(find out how Daniel Bernath is voting and then bet on the other guy).

eXTReMe TrackerIn 2006, Daniel Bernath was interviewed on the worldwide radio show  The Mr. Nice Guy show regarding the "Death of the 'Antique News Media.'"
 
hear the interview; click here (takes a minute to load)

Daniel Bernath has never taken more than 10 items through the express check-out lane of any supermarket in the 50 States of the United States, nor it's possessions or territories.

Public service as lifesaver-"Saved a woman's life" in 2006

   Daniel Bernath is a member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars of the United States in Portland Oregon, Tigard and Tualatin.When selling poppies on Veterans Day 2006 at the King City Safeway shopping center Bernath witnessed an 85 year old woman being hit by an SUV truck. 

  The 57 year old Dan Bernath swung into action, running in front of another vehicle that was bearing down on the stricken woman.  He stopped the inattentive second driver by getting in front of the moving car, pounding on the car's hood and stopping that driver from running over the stricken woman.

  Having stopped the second car from running over the woman by standing in front of the moving car and slapping its hood, Daniel Bernath then turned to the woman, laying on the pavement.  Bernath, having been trained in medical first aid from the US Navy, school bus driver training and elsewhere then provided what medical aid he could to the woman.

  Daniel Bernath ordered passersby to call 911, he ordered the raving driver as the driver screamed into his cellphone to sit on the sidewalk until the police arrived and he directed police, firemen and paramedics to the woman as she lay on the wet pavement parking lot as Bernath gave her aid, comforted her and covered her with a coat. 

  The Safeway manager thanked Bernath for "taking charge" and the paramedic/fireman first on the scene told him "you did everything correctly" in aiding the woman.

  For his efforts, the VFW Commander commended VFW comrade Dan Bernath for "saving the woman's life." 

 

Public Service as Officer of United States Department of Homeland Security
after attack on US on September 11, 2001

  TSA LogoAfter our country was attacked on September 11, 2001, Bernath sought to protect his country again and became an officer with the US Department of Homeland Security/Transportation Security Administration where he searched for bombs and improvised explosive devises in luggage.

  He thereafter edited and wrote the TSA Screener webmagazine TSA Watch which was praised by screeners and political leaders in Oregon and Washington for exposing security breaches and workplace dangers that screeners face everyday. 

He was nominated as a Distinguished Officer of the United States Department of Homeland Security. 

Joint Session of CongressDan Bernath's duties as an Officer of the Transportation Security Administration of the US Department of Homeland Security received praise and thanks on the floor of the US Congress.

   Bernath than became a legal assistant to the judges at the Office SSA logo: link to Social Security Online homeof Hearings and Appeals of the Social Security Administration in Portland Oregon.  Seeing that claimants needed a caring, competent, knowledgeable attorney at law, Bernath left public service to again represent clients as an attorney at law before the Social Security Administration and the US Department of Homeland Security, Citizenship and Immigration, in the State of Oregon, Washington and California.  He now represents veterans before the US Department of Veterans Affairs.

Although a holder of an Oregon Driver License, Daniel Bernath is not an illegal alien.

Picture: Daniel Alan Bernath, Wall Street Lawyer.  (Ok, he's a lawyer and there he is, standing on Wall Street) Attorney Bernath on Wall Street in New York City, where George Washington became our first President.  New Yorker (right) is unimpressed with Wall Street Lawyer Dan Bernath's speech and sits down.  The field trip group from Bellevue did not arrive in time to escort Wall Street Attorney Dan Bernath to a child proof room next to their other guest, Napoleon)

"Hippie Lawyer" arrives in San Francisco 40 years too late!
Dan Bernath takes a shower and brushes his teeth each day, even on weekends and holidays (except bank holidays).

contact him at email
(503) 639-6666

Dan Bernath acted in two sketches on the Emmy winning and Peabody Awarding winning show, Portlandia.

 He played the part of tourist at an odd Portland museum and the father of the bride in two sketches.

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  He is a photographer, lawyer, actor,  publisher and journalist and loved to ride his Honda Shadow 750cc in sun, rain, ice, hot or cold.

 But foremost, he is a Daddy. He is married and has four daughters, (two are married)3 grandsons a granddaughter and has an unending zest for life (and a sense of humor).