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Annapolis Creed is not fiction. The events in my life actually took place. I share with you today how hatred (by some still continues in America) but I am a Warrior, A Marine, and an American that won't simply go away at the first signs of adversity. Above is proof for the delusional full of hatred that Annapolis Creed is not a fictional story!
I felt anger today within but I have a new resolve for a different solution. A solution of coherence and focus.
August 28, 2017 : 3:45 PM PST
Why do people do things like this? I am sharing this because sometimes bad news can become a positive. I came home and visited my Amazon page and found a negative book review as follows:
Annapolis Creed is pure fiction and extremely poorly written. Please DO NOT waste your time and money to support such a shameless, arrogant, delusional fraud. Good luck to you Dr. Smith with the lies written in this book, I truly believe you are going to need it! In the future, please THINK before you write and foolishly self-publish. Amateur.
Yes, I may be an Amateur, but this is not fiction. So here is my response to the comment.
To talk about arrogance, shameless, and delusional fraud. Sorry prevaricators creed but the book is not fiction. The events at Annapolis in 1976 are a part of history, and I was the first Black to do so. So I suggest you look at Schneller (2006), All Hands Magazine, Ebony Magazine, Anne Arundel Times Newspaper, etc. So you are the one delusional fraud trying to get credit as a book reviewer (Quantum). Bad press and you need to review your information. No shame in serving my country as a US Marine. So according to you, there was no African-Americans at Annapolis in 1976, and Wesley Brown never graduated from the Naval Academy in 1949. I suggest you do your research before you criticize.
I found out the account was just created as a book reviewer with one review of my book with a fake name (no guts). Angry but coherent because I have been there before. The post was removed and suddenly came back once again. Now I like it there because it double the followers on Twitter and on Annapolis Creed Facebook page in three days. I want to set the record straight. The images shown on this page are not part of the book but kept out for proof of the events.
In January of 1991 before the launching the commencement of Operation Desert Storm, Colonel Michael J. Williams (now retired 4-star USMC General) the commanding Officer of Marine Air Group 26 receives orders to deploy his Helicopter Air Group to a position 18 miles south of the Kuwait Border to provide support for offensive operations. The position was located in the desert 150 miles away from the nearest seaport where a ship was storing expeditionary air field steel mats. The American forces had been using flat bed commercial trucks to move into positions throughout Saudi Arabia. They were lined up like taxi cabs outside of American Airports just waiting for their next fare. Just like the Mama Sans in Japan knew about ship deployments so did the Saudi's commercial trucks and vendors knew about the upcoming offensive action. Suddenly one morning I noticed that every vendor had closed shop and hundreds of commercial trucks disappear. No trucks. No Airfield. So how did MAG-26 build an airfield without any trucks right before Desert Storm? Someone with the Call Sign "Godfather" would oversee the building of Lonesome Dove. See Chapter 13 in Annapolis Creed.
Exert from Wikipedia...
In December 1990, MAG-26 relocated to expeditionary airfield Lonesome Dove in Jubail, Saudi Arabia, to support the I Marine Expeditionary Force and the 2nd Marine Division in the liberation of Kuwait during Operation Desert Storm. The composite squadron included nine squadrons from MAG-26, MAG-29 and the 4th Marine Aircraft Wing.
Recent events during the past week brings tears to my eyes because I now have a different perspective about American history. Our freedom today and our military leadership that has protected our freedoms since 1863 partly originates from the lessons learned about the different leadership styles of those confederate generals like Lee, Longstreet, and Stonewall Jackson. I share in this post two videos to help Americans see through the lens of reflection and growth of a changing mindset.
This summer I had the privileged of attending a Diamond Six Leadership trip back to Washington, D. C. and take an extensive leadership course to study the generals of the civil war which includes both Union and Confederate officer leadership styles. In March of this year I was informed by my school principal that I was nominated to attend this summer trip. I felt in a strange place because the group primarily had administrative personnel with whom I previously had little exposure to. This six day trip to Gettysburg forever changes my personal opinion about the Civil War, Gettysburg, Lincoln, and the Confederate Generals who happen to be graduates of West Point. As part of the preparations for this trip we were required to read the book "Killer Angels" by Michael Shaara.
We stayed in Carlisle, Pennsylvania a short distance from the sacred battlegrounds of Gettysburg. We studied the leadership styles of Chamberlain, Lee, Longstreet, and Buford. Along the battlefield are statues that tell a story about the battle that is a rich learning experience and no one in my opinion should destroy or take down the statues to remind us of the men who died to make America a great nation. On the final day of the Gettysburg tour I was honored to be chosen as the one to read the Gettysburg Address before my peers and the school district superintendent at the same location that President Lincoln gave his address back in 1963 about four months after the Battle of Gettysburg. It was an honor that I will never forget. The following video was taken on July 12, 2017 at the cemetery in Gettysburg.
No one in America today was born a slave. No one today is a slave owner. The past is history but we should remember to not repeat the mistakes that give us our freedom today. I am proud to be an American living in America. Watch the video and decide to either live in peace here in America or leave. You have a choice because this is the United States of America. I will live and die an American. Semper Fi!
Class of 1976 - 17th Company - Lucky Bag Pictures
Like Wesley Brown who had President Jimmy Carter to support and defend him from 1945-1949, I also had the best group of peers to help and support me from 1972-1976. Good or bad they were there to help me and because of their personal accomplishments I was able to be in a position to achieve my goals, dreams, and vision at Annapolis. During the four years at Annapolis we finished 1st as Plebes, 1st, 2nd, 3rd & 1st again during the four years at Annapolis.
To my knowledge no other Company in the history of Annapolis has done better. I might be wrong about this last fact but I am very proud to have been a member of the 17th Company Band of Brothers. As of the writing of this no member of the 17th Company has died. I thought it was appropriate at this time to write these comments because although we are young at heart we are all over 63 years old.
Brothers for Life
17th Company Pride
Annapolis Creed is dedicated to the importance of dreams, visions, and goal setting. These factors are also very important to educators for engaging and involving school stakeholders in the education of our children. If we want to create a brighter future, we must invest in the present, and our students reside in the present. I am certain that I am where I am today because of the commitment my parents, teachers, and community made to me as a child.
My life lessons I have learned and the tremendous people I am fortunate to know over the last 63 plus years in my life has not been a coincidence. Based on those experiences and lessons, I can state explicitly that if done correctly, schools can move bridges with the support and involvement of all community stakeholders in providing a top notch education and extracurricular experience to our students. Everything goes back to “what’s best for kids” and how can we, as adults, ensure that their needs are met.
The key to any successful school is to exhaust all options in order to engage students with relevant learning experiences. There is no better time than right now to fight the good fight and do whatever it takes to provide students with what they rightfully deserve: an authentic learning experience based on real-world application, human connections, and innovative learning experiences (Currie, 2015).
Currie, B. (2015). All hands on deck: Tools for connecting educators, parents, and communities. Thousand Oaks, CA: Corwin.
Excerpt from Chapter 13 of Annapolis Creed available on Amazon.com
Desert Shield Logistical Reforms
I have mentioned earlier about the showers incident in the ditch with the female Marines, but that was not the entire story. The 1st Gulf War presented challenges because it was the first time that women would be in the combat zone in support positions. Women held posts in every support unit and the air wing. When the original designers of the Table of Equipment (TE) for combat units determined the number of tents, it did not consider having tents only for women in the field. When Marine units withdrew supplies from the War Reserves out of Barstow and Albany for an all potent fighting force, some TE items were insufficient. Suddenly provisions for berthing, showers, and head facilities in the field had to be considered. At Al Jubayl we had porta potty’s before our air strikes began and each one was unisex on a first serve first come basis. But when MAG-26 deployed to Lonesome Dove we had to use field heads.
These field heads were constructed by engineers and made from plywood and empty 55-gallon oil drums. It normally had three holes for a number 2 and no urinals. In a war zone, you will never forget the smell in the mornings of burning of diesel fuel and human feces. Therefore, they have been placed hundreds of yards away downwind from the position. When we deployed to the new location, we for some reason on the first night of movement only had two of the field heads. The female had one hole, and the males had an enlisted and an officer field head.
During the night nature was calling, and so I went to the officer's head. When I entered the pilot, S-4 was sitting on hole number 1. I entered and took hole number 2. The colonel was reading a letter from the wife with a flashlight and having a conversation about upcoming events and issues. While we were talking a third person entered, and we didn’t notice. This person came in pulled their pants down and took up hole number 3. Now, this was at night and no lights because of our position just 18 km short of the border. I looked to my right and noticed that hole #3 was occupied by Lt. Jones (a female). No this was not happening! I was all ready to go, but I remained sitting because you know. I was embarrassed and stunned at the same time. The 2nd Lt. and I started to have a little discussion to ease my discomfort and then just like she entered she rose up, wiped her stuff, pulled the pants up and said, “ Sorry but I had to go!, “Good evening gentleman!” The Lt. Col S-4 and I busted out laughing because we were stuck to our seats being self-conscious about showing our stuff, and the Lt did not hesitate nor did she feel embarrassed.
Welcome to the Gulf War.“
Excerpt from Chapter 13 of Annapolis Creed available on Amazon.com
The following is an excerpt from Chapter 12 of Annapolis Creed
Chapter 12 - Duty in Japan
Upon arrival in Japan, I first visited the 12th Marine Regiment in Okinawa. I went to the 3rd Division personnel office and noticed an opening for Company Commanders. I was senior to the other officers, and a Captain (Select). But when I checked into the division personnel and the adjutant reviewed my qualification record. Because of my experience concerning maintenance and motor transport, I was sent to Camp Fuji instead of the 12th Marine Regiment. I was sent down the wrong pathway once again. I could have been back in California. I asked the adjutant where the hell (X#!) is Fuji? He replied, “you better check into supply for some cold weather gear.” I was really screwed. No more beaches but snow and cold weather.
Before I knew it, I was on a bus to the Okinawa Airfield and was flown somewhere to the mainland to an airbase in Yokota, Japan. I arrived and was met by a young Marine bus driver. It was cold, and snow was on the ground. The airport terminal windows had frost with no visibility to the outside. I retrieved my sea bag and followed my escort to go outside the terminal. I could not see anything but this bus with the words “Fuji Marines” on the side. I boarded the bus and went directly to sleep. The trip to Fuji was on a winding decline of a road. I would peek out and wipe the window to try to observe the scenery. No luck it was dark and cold. The heater on the bus was not working very well that night. I could see no houses and the windows of the bus were covered with ice. I had not envisioned Japanese urban life. I was tired and fell back asleep.
I was awakened by the bus hitting a bump in the road as it turned into the gate. I could see a Marine Sentry and a Japanese Security Guard. It was still dark as heck. There were no street lights. I was escorted to my quarters by a Marine with a flashlight across the courtyard irregular patches of snow. It was Friday night, and all was quiet. The company grade officer living quarters was a Quonset hut that had four adjoining bedrooms with a shared bathroom in between adjoining rooms. I went to sleep that night but had trouble sleeping because of the squeaking noises coming from the other room. I could only hear the squeaks.
Figure 37- Camp Fuji 1980 (Shown Above)
When I woke up the next morning, I stepped outside and turned to the right and gazed at the top of Mount Fuji covered with snow. The enlisted Marines lived in these huts and had to walk outside in the cold weather to take a shower and use the head (latrine, toilet or restroom). This was no ordinary camp, and I was far away from home. So my plan backfired on me, and I was now assigned duties as the S-4 at Camp Fuji because of my experience as a Motor Transport Officer and Maintenance Management Officer. I would stay at Camp Fuji until I was able to get a change in my MOS to 0402 Logistics Officer. I figured that I could get promoted to Major because I could stay in my technical field of logistics. My duties as the S-4 had me to prepare routes of transportation for Marines from Okinawa to fire field artillery on the grounds at the base of Mt. Fuji. I would perform beachhead operations and run convoys from Yokusuka Naval Base and the port of Yokohama. My job at Range Company was to escort Marine convoys through a Major Japanese city (Yokohama, Yokusuka, Numazu).
The Marine Peeping Tom
I served as Executive Officer Service Company, Combined Arms Training Center (CATC) because the former XO got fired for literally being a “Peeping Tom Stalker.” I remember being ordered to report to the Commanding Officer (CO) ( a rather large definitely overweight Marine Colonel) and being told that I was now the XO. When I asked why he gave me the keys to the visiting quarters, then he instructed me to look for the holes in the walls and curtains to see for myself. There were holes ....
Dr. Jordan B smith jr.
I attended the U. S. Naval Academy from 1972-1976 earning a B.S. in Mathematics. Served 20 years both active and reserve in the US Marines. Veteran of the Desert Shield/Storm. I earned a MAED and Ed D. specializing in curriculum and instruction from the University of Phoenix in 2015. I graduated from CBC High School in Clayton, MO in 1972.