from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
Journal June 9, 2006, Supplemental
There was a girl in school with me named Michelle Center that I have been thinking of the last few days. I was home on leave on time at our house on Hicks Road and I called her. I remember that for some dumb reason, I burned my finger on a hot iron as I was speaking to her on the phone. She went into the Navy some time after that and was a Postal Clerk, or PC. I remember talking to her at our high school reunion and she was telling me how great it had been to live in India, can't remember if she had lived there with her husband or she had been stationed there in the Navy. One time in school, I think it was toward the end of 9th grade, we had some kind of class trip to Six Flags in Dallas. At the end of the day, for some reason, she was pushing me around in a cart and I had my eyes closed as though I was asleep.
I'm really wondering if the stuff I am thinking that happen, stuff happening to me as an aviator, really happened or if they are just random thoughts, it's confusing, some of it is rather dramatic. In this weird way that is so weird I can't think of a better word to use to describe it, some of it feels right, but then....it is confusing because how can imagination feel wrong?
What I have been thinking more of today is an experience when I was training for Ironman. I was eager to get out and swim in the open water the same way as I can go out and ride my bicycle for 50 miles. There are several lakes to swim in around here but my concern was about getting hit by a boat. I started thinking about constructing a buoy with a large flag on it to tow behind me so that boats would avoid me. Over the past week or two, I have had these imagination-memories about doing something similar, but that I was towing away an anti-ship mine in the Persian Gulf. I have no idea if I really did something like that, but I do find myself thinking about it.
I also wonder, if I really am Ronald Reagan's grandson and I really was a commissioned Navy officer
Clinton Team Picks Apart Jones's Life
By Peter Baker and Lorraine Adams
Washington Post Staff Writers
Monday, February 23, 1998; Page A01
The 11th-floor New York Avenue law offices with a strategic view of Washington's majestic landmarks are a fair distance from the one-stoplight town of Lonoke, Ark. But these days there is little about Lonoke's most famous native daughter that is not known in the polished suites of Skadden, Arps, Slate, Meagher & Flom.
Piece by piece, President Clinton's top-dollar legal team has taken apart the life of Paula Jones, examining topics from her job history to her possible sex partners. They turned up a check she bounced when reimbursing the Arkansas government for personal calls made on state phones. They found previous employers who fired her for tardiness or other reasons. They scoured personnel records and discovered she typed only 24 words per minute and scored 121 out of 174 on an Arkansas state clerical examination.
Venturing into more salacious territory, they interviewed as many as a half-dozen men who claimed to have had sex with her, including some who said they met her casually at parties or bars and then engaged in quick encounters, according to people close to the case. One former boss signed an affidavit alleging that she pursued him at work and that they slept together. After their short-lived relationship ended, he fired her -- in part, he said, because she dressed too provocatively.
Now that the lawyers essentially have finished gathering evidence and made the final pretrial effort to get Jones's sexual harassment lawsuit thrown out, a picture has emerged of who the president's defense team is and where it is headed. Led by veterans of past high-profile political cases, the Clinton legal squad is following an aggressive and political risky strategy centered on Jones herself. After all the attention focused on a president linked by fact or rumor to a host of women -- most recently and most perilously Monica S. Lewinsky -- Clinton's lawyers hope to turn the spotlight with blinding intensity on the life of his most persistent accuser.
"Does her story make sense? It's always been our position to point out why it doesn't make sense," said Mitchell S. Ettinger, a Clinton attorney. "No one's going to argue they weren't in a room together. And you don't have to call her a complete liar. But everything she's said -- about her injuries to her job, her reactions to this, her reasons for filing suit -- it's not going to add up."
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpt from my private journal: 12/23/06 1:21 PM
I might have maintained a dual-status as an active member of the U.S. Marshals. That would make sense.
excerpt from my private journal as Kerry Burgess: 9/12/2006 11:27 AM
Was I part of the group that is known as Delta Force? That would make sense.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Monday, March 6, 2006 2:16 PM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: Re: Sleep journal 3/6/06
Kerry Burgess wrote:
I walked down to a lake, but the lake was fenced off. There was a chain link fence surrounding the lake and I could only look at it. The lake looked familar, Greason maybe, but I also recognized some CDA features. Some other stuff happened around the lake I can't quite remember. There were a few people there I didn't know, the people I think of as familiar strangers, they look like they know me but I don't know them.
by me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me: H.V.O.M at 3:00 PM Thursday, August 25, 2011
Alex and Michael
I woke up this morning and I guess I had just then been dreaming about a story I was writing about those two. I was feeling as though the details were something I had been thinking of before I awoke. I awoke thinking about how if there were ever in this world two little kids that needed firearms then those are the two. I thought about how little Alex had an Uzi and he opened up on Susan Smith with that Uzi and he ripped a full clip at her and that stupid kid only hit the cat nearby on the floor which exploded into a big splatter of blood and hair over the wall and he got Susan in the foot with one bullet from that full magazine but that isn't surprising because 15-month-old kids can't aim firearms very well and Michael was banging away at her with a pair of Colt .45 semiautomatic pistols and he emptied both clips and only got her in the leg one time. So I don't know what I was dreaming of. Maybe that was something from part of something I wrote a long time ago after I found those kids in the lake.
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From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/15/1986 ( premiere USA film "Top Gun" ) is 7499 days
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by me, Kerry Burgess, SEPTEMBER 29, 2011
Star constellations
I wasn't going to write about a dream I just before waking up and getting out of bed but I was later in the shower and I started thinking about a possible explanation for the star pattern I saw in my dream and so I decided to write about that part and to try to write the least about the rest of the dream as I could, which I feel compelled to not write about for no real reason.
The compelling part about the dream is the pattern of stars I saw. The dream seems to have started with me and I was out in the woods somewhere and the light was dark and I had some kind of ability to radiate laser beams from my fingers or somehow create laser beams. As I think more about that as I write this now I thing again that I did not actually see the laser beams but I am vaguely aware that I could see the patterns I created on people with the laser beams. The notion of the laser beam is never really visually established in the dream but that is a notion that is strongly in my mind after waking up. The last thing I seemed to do with my laser beam power was that I saw myself form a pattern of stars on the ground to my left. The power seemed to stop working at that point. I also found my puzzled about how there were five stars in my creation when I expected only four. Since I was wearing those stars on the epaulet on my black jacket then I was thinking of how the United States Marine Corps has never had a five star general officer and I don't think the USMC should ever have a five star general officer.
What I puzzled about was how the pattern of those stars did not seem consistent with how an officer of the United States military would wear a five-star pattern on his uniform. I seemed to be wearing the winter working dress uniform of the United States Navy. What was unusual was how one of the stars was set away from the other four stars.
When I was in the shower and was thinking about that visualization in my mind of those stars that I had created on the ground and then was wearing my shoulder, on the black jacket that is the type United States Navy sailors used to refer to as the "Eisenhower" jacket, I wondered if that pattern was supposed to represent the star constellation we call the Big Dipper.
Ah, yes. That has got to be it. Just now as I wrote that word "Big Dipper" I remember dialog that happened soon later that is consistent with that notion.
So going back to what I was thinking as I decided to write this note, I thought about how my visualization of the star pattern did not match the Big Dipper very well. But then I started to wonder if I was seeing the pattern of the Big Dipper while I was standing on a planet or moon that circled a star that was very distant from our planet Earth.
I keep thinking of reasons why that all could be just a normal dream. But maybe it is not.
After my laser beam power stopped working, I saw some of the people I had been forming laser beam patterns on and they were all getting into cars and leaving in a long procession of army-type vehicles. They all seemed to be from World War 2. I noted the color pattern of one of the vehicles but I cannot think of any comment to make about it.
Then I seemed to be a sentry on a hill in downtown Seattle Washington. I was aware that I was totally alone in my role. I was also aware I was wearing a United States military uniform but I cannot visualize any details about it from the dream. I was there for a long time. Some kind of conflict started among a few local people that had walked up and I was trying to stay out of it. The next part I remember from the dream is that I was sitting in a room and there were people around me and one was the old woman whose dialog is consistent with the notion that I was seeing the star pattern of the Big Dipper constellation. Then a woman stood up and she was also wearing the winter dress uniform of the United States Navy and I saw the postal clerk rating symbol on her uniform. Then I saw a person walk into the room I was in from the room next door with the half-window walls and where I had been aware that a conference was going on that all of us had been waiting for to get finished and that person who walked out of that room was a person that I understood in the dream to by my brother Thomas Reagan and he seemed to be about eight years old. He was also wearing the winter working dress uniform of the United States Navy and I noticed just after I saw the woman's rating symbol that he was also wearing the postal clerk rating symbol. But he had the E-1 rate white symbol patch on one sleeve and the E-2 rate white stripe patch on the other sleeve, which is definitely not a uniform standard of the United States Navy. After thinking about that after waking up I decided that detail is supposed to represent the E-1 and E-2 aircraft of the United States Navy.
As he walked up to me, I asked him where he had been because I have been standing on that hill everyday. There was some unspoken dialog about me having food during that time.
There was some other stuff that happened in the dream but I decided to end this note with his response to me about how he had heard I had picked up more stars. I distinctly remember his words to me at that point. He asked me "Is it worth it?"
At that point, I took off two stars from the jacket epaulet on my shoulder, which seemed to be the type used for award stars on United States military medals and ribbons, and I was aware that left me with three stars on my shoulder.
So as I was wondering after getting out of the shower is that I could have just had a normal dream. But I could have just dreamed that final star symbol I need.
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From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Sunday, January 06, 2013 6:22 AM
To: 'Chad Trammell'
Subject: RE: If telepathic aliens invaded Earth then who would they go after first?
Oops. Sorry Chad. That email was meant for Michelle Center.
https://arkadelphian.com/2025/03/06/hsu-honoring-6-alumni-at-annual-banquet/
Arkadelphian
2025 March 6 HSU honoring 6 alumni at annual banquet
Michelle Ortiz
Michelle Ortiz is a board-certified, Advanced Forensic Nurse, and and has been a practicing Sexual Assault Nurse Examiner since 2005. She received her Bachelors of Science in Nursing from Henderson State University in 1996, and her Masters of Science in Nursing (MSN) from Duquesne University in 2007 while serving on active duty as a Navy Nurse Corps officer.
Ortiz retired from the Navy after 22 years of service as a perioperative nurse, and in 2011 was selected by Rear Admiral Alton Stocks to create the first full-time Forensic Services Program for a major military medical institution at Naval Medical Center Portsmouth, in Portsmouth, Virginia.
In addition to training medical and nursing staff how to perform the Sexual Assault Forensic Examination, Ortiz manages one of the busiest forensic programs in the Department of Defense for sexual assault care, and has testified and consulted on a multitude of felony level cases for every branch of the military. Qualified as an expert in all military courts, Ortiz is a consultant for the Department of Defense for both prosecution and defense cases worldwide. In 2013, she became one of 32 Advanced Forensic Nurses in the world.
In 2015, Ortiz collaborated with world-renowned forensic expert Dr. Ann Burgess in creating the educational curriculum and simulation drills used by medical students and DNP candidates at the Uniformed Services University of Health Sciences.
Ortiz was recognized as a “Master Clinician” in 2015 by the Naval Medical Center Portsmouth Commanding Officer — the first forensic nurse ever to obtain this designation in the DoD. In 2018, Ortiz was honored by the International Association of Forensic Nursing with the Virginia Lynch Pioneer Award, the highest award bestowed by the organization. She was hand selected in 2020 to the DHA Forensic Healthcare Advisory Counsel.
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From 5/8/2024 ( debut "Dark Matter" AppleTV+ streaming-video series ) To 8/5/2025 ( ) is 454 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 1/30/1967 ( premiere USATV series episode ""National Geographic Specials"::"Alaska!" ) is 454 days
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Posted by me, Kerry Burgess, January 15, 2015
I dreamed of a "Red Badge" last night.
I had forgotten it and all the other sleeping dreams from the last time I was sleeping until just now before making this post. I don't recall the other many sleeping dreams I woke from but I do remember one. I was wearing a US Marine Corps uniform and that is very unusual for a sleeping dream. I have written before over several years about seeing myself wearing a US Marine Corps uniform but as best I can now recall here sitting here at my desk there have been only two sleeping dreams featuring me wearing a US Marine Corps uniform. And one of those occurrences would have been this past day.
Those of you following along at home remember what I wrote and what I still believe - that I have no actual direct memory - no practical memory in my conscious mind of any service in the United States Marine Corps.
Everything I write here that is not consistent with my factual memory is just the thoughts in my mind.
The dream this past day is something that I can now recall only of an actor I have seen before in film and television. He is that guy who recruits "Cooper Hawkes" in that "Space: Above and Beyond" episode I have referenced here many times.
The sleeping dream I had the past day doesn't seem connected to anything I have seen him in before on television or movie.
There is something that I can almost remember about that dream but just cannot remember.
Well, the operative detail is that I could not wear my US Marine Corps uniform because of what he did. I had to be somewhere. A duty assignment or something that is so damned frustratingly elusive in my mind.
He had punched me in the chest I vaguely recall. The impact of his fist wasn't that hard but he hit an object adorning my olive-colored uniformed shirt and there was an area obviously soaked with blood and I wasn't going to be able to go anywhere looking that way.
I write about it now only because of how that was one time so infrequent seeing myself wearing a US Marine Corps uniform in a sleeping dream. Now I just remember a possible third time. That time I saw myself wearing my US Navy Cross and working in an office building chasing down a person stealing classified documents. Now I just recall another time I wrote about wearing that same medal in an elevator and that person saying he was surprised "they" let me wear it and me saying in response I was proud of my service in Bosnia.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 8:11 PM Pacific-timezone USA Tuesday 08/05/2025
