Hi, my name is Lori Ann Blakeley.

Welcome to my Web site developed and maintained on my behalf by my father, Larry Blakeley. http://www.royblakeley.name/larry_blakeley/larryblakeley_photos_jpeg.htm

My father also manages the following Web sites:

Larry Blakeley (Contact Info: larry at larryblakeley.com)

Major Roy James Blakeley (USAF - KIA) (December 10, 1928 - July 22, 1965) - my grandfather

Leslie Blakeley Adkins - my older sister

Evan Blakeley- my younger brother 

A Web page for giving notices of interest to visitors here. http://www.loriblakeley.name/notices_of_interest.htm

Various letters and notes here. http://www.loriblakeley.name/various_notes_letters.htm

What my brother, Evan Blakeley is up to with his baseball. http://www.evanblakeley.name

My mother's walking club for the students at Cockrell Hill Elementary School, DeSoto, Texas http://www.loriblakeley.name/article_dallas_morning_news_jackie_blakeley20070601.htm


Dear Mr. and Mrs. Blakeley,

I wanted to write to you and let you know that Lori meant so much to me, and that she changed my life. I am not the only person her life affected. I would gladly give up so much to see her and tell her I love her one more time. But I know that she knows I love her, and she is much happier than I or anyone else could have ever made her.

I'll remember her laugh of course, her kindness, and her willingness to help others whenever they needed her. She really did live a fuller life than most people ever will, and I'm sure that is how God planned it. I remember reading on her site that she donated her hair to locks of love, and it really touched me. Through her pain and suffering, she continued to put others' happiness before hers. It was something so simple, but meant so much. Another friend and I have decided to grow our hair out and donate it every other year to locks of love as well, in her honor. We had already planned to do this when we heard that she had done it, but decided to make it a life-long decision after she passed away. In some small way, it will help to continue her mark on the world, but as small as it may be it will help others, like she did so many times. She has inspired me in so many ways, to do things I never would have thought I could. She helped me pass my math classes, she cheered me on when I tried out for drill team, and even though we weren't best friends in high school, she never treated me any differently than she treated anyone else.

I can't believe how many things I had forgotten that we did in middle school when we were closer friends, and they suddenly came rushing back to me this past week. She was truly my closest friend in some of the hardest years of my life. I remember swimming in your pool, having slumber parties in the in ground trampoline, and running around your neighborhood with her. I remember all the times she came to my house too, for birthday parties, school projects, and how we used to try and fail miserably at cooking things. We burnt at least three oven mitts to oblivion, but for some reason they're still in our kitchen drawers, and I remember her and laugh every time I look at them. I even have a movie we made for our 7th grade history class; if you don't have it I would be more than happy to send you a copy. I wish we had stayed such close friends in high school, but as many friends do we went out separate ways. We were never "less" friends than before, we just did not see as much of each other, and she always treated me with as much love and kindness as before. Towards the end of our senior year, I realized how much I would miss her, and I remember us going to the sports banquet together, and then spending the night and watching the O.C. all night long. It was so much fun and made me realize how much I'd missed her, and even though I hadn't been over in so long, Lori and the both of you made me feel as welcome as if I'd never stopped coming over. Lori was just like that; she always gave 100% of her self, and never expected anything from her friends that they could not give. I should have given her so much more, but I know that, like I've already said, she knows that now and it gives me some comfort. I'm so glad that I got to spend more time with her on the breaks that she got during college, and since I was still in Dallas I got to see her every time. It was good to see her and eat out and go shopping with an old friend, I'm so glad we did not lose contact after high school.

I wish I had come by to see her one more time, or called her one more time. I know I did not call or visit as much as I should have, or as much as she would have visited me. I can't change that, but I definitely will not let it happen again. I can talk to her anytime I want now, but of course it's not the same. I hope I have been able to express myself as well as possible in this letter, but of course I don't know if I've said everything I should have, or said it the right way. That was really something I worried about, not saying it right. I just hope that it has let you know how much I loved Lori, and not only that, but how much I still love her. I am so sorry for your loss, and that's all I can really say. I'll never forget her, or the both of you, and what a wonderful, amazing young woman she was. I continue to keep your family in my prayers. I also included the letter I wrote for Lori at the end of this letter.

Stephanie Chavarie

Dear Lori,

I remember in seventh grade when we sat on the bus together and you were new and didn't know anyone. We were on our way to the retreat and it was really hot in the bus and our hair was blowing around. You asked me if I had an extra ponytail holder, and for some reason I did. I think my mom didn't want me to run out in case I lost one. But anyways, I gave it to you and after that we were friends. It was so simple, the easiest friend I ever made. And of course the easiest to keep, you never expected more from me than I could give, and always gave yourself 100%. Even when we weren't as close as middle school, you treated me the same because everyone was equal in your eyes. So I'll remember the good things, late night movies, O.C. marathons, the trip to the lake with Miriam, and being my best friend when I had no one else. You supported me as long as you knew me and will be one of the greatest people I ever know. I wish I had called you one more time, I wish I had seen you one more time. I wish I had told you what a difference you made in my life the day I found out you were sick. But I know that one day I can tell you, and I'll just have to wait until then. I love you Lori.