KENNETH BLEAKLEY

Saddened at this news. Ken mentored me and others as undergrads at Georgetown. Now, from our FS posting overseas I send warm regards and fond memories to Jane & his family. Will visit him at Rock Creek Cemetery next time back in DC and raise a glass at DACOR Bacon House.

I am so sorry about the death of Ken Bleakley, one of my closest friends, professionally and personally. We began our Foreign Service careers together in Santo Domingo Dominican Republic in 1964. We were part of a group of mostly junior FSO´s sent to the DR (as we called it) to shore-up Embassy staffing in the wake of the assassination of the cruel Dictator Trujillo. Thousands of Dominicans swarmed the Embassy Consular Section, seeking visas to get into the US. In April 1965 the...

We met Ken and Jane through our joint love of boating and cruising. So many wonderful and fun memories (and a few harrowing ones) of our trips to the Bahamas and around South Florida waters. Ken will be missed. Love to all the family. Dianna & Tony

I am very sorry to hear that Ken has passed. It was a pleasure getting to know Ken and Jane when representing them and send condolences not only from myself but also from my entire staff. Special thoughts go out to Monica and Karen in this time of grief. You can always count on me to be there if you need anything. May Ken rest in peace! Alan Marcus

Our thoughts are with the family.

I worked for Ken in El Salvador as Junior Officer. He gave me many chances to develop my career and skills and was always supportive. He later crunched some numbers and helped me make some good choices about my retirement plans.

I was so sad to hear of Ken´s passing. He and Jane were like family during my 18 years at Fonemed. My condolences to his family.

I am very sad to hear this news. Ken was a very fine person and I consider it my privilege to have known him.

My wonderful memories of Brother Ken go back to my Foreign Service Fraternity at Georgetown U. ... DPE/ Delta Phi Epsilon. We were blessed with our own House 2 blocks from the school itself. It was...well....mammoth. Purchased in the early 1920's, we owned the only Fraternity house at Georgetown. Pledging was a truly torturous journey of 3-5 months...at age 81 the mind heads rapidly to....mush. And the Line Captain was....god himself [lower case]. And when LC BLEAKELY 'entered' the pledge...