LCDR Clukey, 33, of Orono Maine, died of injuries received when the US Navy F/A-18 Hornet he was piloting crashed in the Adriatic Sea during a routine training exercise in international waters. Robert was assigned to Strike Fighter Squadron 34 embarked on the USS George Washington (CVN 73).
On 29 Dec, 2014, LCDR Clukey’s parents, Bob and Fran Clukey of Bangor, (who have ties to Bangor residents in the 18th century), donated a memorial stone in honor of their son. They shared this stone and many stories of their son. The stone was unearthed and retrieved from the family camp on Lucerne Lake in Maine. The stone is granite and has special meaning to Trey and his love for Maine. He spent his childhood on that lake and the stone represents Trey’s work ethic, down to earth nature and love for the outdoors and Maine.
Trey was born in Bangor, Maine and attended Orono schools and graduated from OHS in 1987. He was a member of St. John’s Espicopal Church in Bangor. During high school, he was active with the Orono Rescue Squad as an EMT, the Sugarloaf Ski Patrol, and the Dirigo Search and Rescue team. Trey was nominated and accepted to attend the U.S. Naval Academy and graduated in 1991.
He was a member of the sailing team and deliberately chose to be an Oceanography major, (over Aeronautic engineering) so he could keep his grades high enough to be selected for Naval Aviation. Ever since the movie Top Gun, Trey wanted nothing more than to be a fighter pilot.
Trey earned his wings of gold in 1994. He became an F/A-18 pilot and served two torus with the Pacific Fleet on the USS Carl Vinson and the USS Abraham Lincoln and attended “Top Gun” school and transferred to the Atlantic Fleet. He was an instructor at Strike Fighter Weapons School Atlantic and then served as a Tactics Officer for VFA-34 Blue Blasters. Trey Flukey loved to fly. He loved talking about flying and loved everything about Naval Aviation. In summary, Trey died doing what HE LOVED.
Trey struggled with a learning disability during his childhood that made it difficult for him to take notes and also focus to a classroom lecture simultaneously. Despite this struggle, he developed a keen ability to remember everything he heard and transcribe it later. He adapted and developed a remarkable audio memory, which served him well and helped him progress through high school and a difficult program of study at the Naval Academy.
Trey loved Maine. He wanted to attend SERE school in Maine because it was near Sugarloaf. He loved sailing and skiing and his camp in Lucerne. He was always outside and looking for the next adventure. He loved the coast and the granite rocky coast of Maine had tremendous meaning to him. In fact, Trey found a small piece of granite to include in his USNA class ring, along with a few small pieces of Maine Tourmaline.
Trey had a wonderful sense of self depreciating humor. He love the Navy because the dress was prescribed. He did not like to make choices about how to dress and preferred his navy flight suit over anything else. He never minded the jokes about his 7 and 5/8 size head (quite large) and the fact that his ex-girlfriends all wanted to dress him and imbue in him a sense of fashion and style. In fact, many of these fashion consulting sessions would take place in hot tubs at ski resorts where many of his past lady friends would gather together and give each other advice about Trey’s peculiarities. He loved the Trey was always afraid to forget something and there were enough Post-It notes in his home to act as wallpaper. He almost missed his own graduation from the Naval Academy because he forgot to bring the correct shoulder boards for his commissioning ceremony.
Trey loved Maine. He loved the Navy. He loved flying. He died doing what he loved and his granite memorial stone and his story will be told again and again through the living memorial of The Summit Project. Maine Heroes are NOT Forgotten.