Greetings Readers,
I have a confession to make, I am Black. Yes, my Mom Mary Miller had an affair with a young man down the street in the ghetto in 1934. I have all these years covered it up because of rabid racism, it’s true. Now, presently, America has much less racism, and I must cowardly step forward and reveal a secret I have kept for over seven decades.
My life has been a living lie, and I apologize to my readers from keeping it from you. You may Look at some of my old photos, hazel eyes, not blue; dyed hair to blonde or brow, including the one on this post.* I cannot believe people did notice or at least suspect . Not from shame of my black admittance, but being that I lied to you all these years, I’ve broken a trust. Therefore, I am leaving this column, and not posting again. It’s all true. I was a member of the NAACP at twelve years old, and did not spend all of those ten years in Vietnam. I was a bodyguard for Malcolm X for two years. I hope you won’t disrespect me for the deception and will forgive me.
All the Best. Ron Miller.
* I spent a fortune on skin whitener.
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I'm known to my friends and acquaintances as just plain Ron, aka, R. Stanley Miller. Am a veteran of fifty-five years of varied overseas travel and work throughout Asia and the Middle East, while more than not employed in classified Defense and Contruction Projects. Have made my home and resided for lengthy periods in Japan, Korea, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Oman, Turkey, Indonesia and among them ten solid years in Vietnam 1965-1975. I am the author of Rogue Journey, an extremely personal, dramatic, and at times erotic account taking me through the first forty years of my troubled early life, and a second memoir Vietnam Journey, Ten Years in Vietnam.
Currently I live and write on the island of Batam, Indonesia, a short ferry ride from Singapore. These more recent times are among my fifteen on-and-off years in Indonesia. Taking into account my past adventurous, and at time dangerous life style, and restlessness I am not in the least through with life and I know life is not through with me. I look forward in this blog in order to challenge reader's minds with new as well as older ideas which have not been apparent to them, but nevertheless need to be stated.
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