Lots of familiar names. I wonder what their Comps List looks like these days?
There's a Celebrity mag from February 2011 at
http://www.mediafire.com/?6dmpeol9e1dt3u8
Lots of familiar names. I wonder what their Comps List looks like these days?
Auditor's Toad ... now you've got me wondering if I knew you in the old days. No response required. You just sound like a 70s Scientology guy. I was in L.A. during those years.
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\Most likely. So many of us were on course together, filled in as a twin, etc, etc had so many PCs and so on.
Like there is a person that posts here that has a unique sense of humor that I've always felt only one person could have.....but to ask him would out him.
I was at the old CC downtown - early 70s-as public doing HQS & a few other courses.
Did more courses and internships on La Brea. Audited there.
Did Courses, etc at ASHO...audited a little there.
From AOLA went to flag for 4,5,6 & 7
and was out in '90

Back in the 80's when swarms of people left the cult after the CofS's fiasco at the hotel Buenaventure in downtown L.A. in Sept. of 83, people had to endure the blind allegiance of Old Timers to LRH. They used to blot out any truths of what he'd become, preferring to think of him as the 'modest' caring, altruistic, selfless leader, necessity dictated he portray himself as, in order to get the cult underway. Many of these people died clinging to their image of good guy Ron.Oh goodie some pictures. I was at CCLA in 1972 or 1973 for a 3 day visit. My good friend Spankie invited me down for a few days.
Wasn't there a gal named Valerie or summin who had beautiful reddish hair? Spankie had Valerie babysit me as she was busy most the day. But I walked around and made friends. At dinner we went to a Spaghetti place near Alvarado called "Spaghetti All-ready" My other friend and I got a "J" walking ticket there. The cop followed us inside "Spaghetti All-ready" asked us to step outside and gave us a ticket. Waaah!
Spankie worked for Axioms. She told me about the Saturday night Band concerts by Back Pocket and Heber Jench singing Old Blue, and of course Yvonne.
The fist time I was there they were putting down that crazy quilt carpet with all the triangular pieces. Different sizes and chunks of orange gold, blue, green shag carpet. I thought it was an ingenious design, but someone told me no, it was a bunch of free scraps from a carpet store. CCLA had no money for carpet.
Ahhh yes I was 20 or 21 my eyes were full of the magic that was CCLA. We were all for the most part so young in our 20s. And there was promiscuous somewhat secretive sex going on but mostly hidden so as to not provoke jealousy or ARC breaks. It was really just being considerate.
My friend Spankie was in the SO and found a house and a room upstairs I could sleep in. It was probably 811 Beacon. There were 4 or 5 single beds in the room. The room was freshly painted white. That was the first time I slept in a bedroom with 5 girls. LOL
Everyone was so sparkly eyed and fresh faced. Spankie introduced me to everyone she could. The girls were great they knew I was new and they would explain (R Factor) to me how to fold the blankets where to put my bedding in the morning, and where to get breakfast. The 3 days just seemed to blurr right by. I got volunteered to do several projects. I don't remember if I helped out on the carpet, but moving boxes, chairs and a desk and filing yes.
On the 3rd day I was "love bombed" and asked if I liked CCLA and my visit, shown a Billion year SO contract to consider on my PSA flight back home. I really thought I might sign it for a few days after I got home but, Nahh. I had a job and my family I was close to. Thank goodness.
Great memories. Wish I took some pictures.
Back in the 80's when swarms of people left the cult after the CofS's fiasco at the hotel Buenaventure in downtown L.A. in Sept. of 83, people had to endure the blind allegiance of Old Timers to LRH. They used to blot out any truths of what he'd become, preferring to think of him as the 'modest' caring, altruistic, selfless leader, necessity dictated he portray himself as, in order to get the cult underway. Many of these people died clinging to their image of good guy Ron.
Now, I read from two people how Yvonne Jentzsch was the most loving, giving, caring, nurturing, etc. they ever knew. Well, guess what...they didn't know her all that well. They knew the PR side she projected. Those of us who worked with her in the trenches, and felt her sting, knew the dark side. And it was pretty bad. But far be it from me to burst the bubble of anyone practising self delusion. The delightful cartoon character Mr. Magoo is almost blind. Mrs. Magoo is TOTALLY blind on the subject of Yvonne Gillham Jentzsch. So is Auditor's Toad. That's okay. You can have your fable. I'll keep telling the truth about her. She was nextdoor to a demon.
Oh goodie some pictures. I was at CCLA in 1972 or 1973 for a 3 day visit. My good friend Spankie invited me down for a few days.
Wasn't there a gal named Valerie or summin who had beautiful reddish hair? Spankie had Valerie babysit me as she was busy most the day. But I walked around and made friends. At dinner we went to a Spaghetti place near Alvarado called "Spaghetti All-ready" My other friend and I got a "J" walking ticket there. The cop followed us inside "Spaghetti All-ready" asked us to step outside and gave us a ticket. Waaah!
Spankie worked for Axioms. She told me about the Saturday night Band concerts by Back Pocket and Heber Jench singing Old Blue, and of course Yvonne.
The fist time I was there they were putting down that crazy quilt carpet with all the triangular pieces. Different sizes and chunks of orange gold, blue, green shag carpet. I thought it was an ingenious design, but someone told me no, it was a bunch of free scraps from a carpet store. CCLA had no money for carpet.
Ahhh yes I was 20 or 21 my eyes were full of the magic that was CCLA. We were all for the most part so young in our 20s. And there was promiscuous somewhat secretive sex going on but mostly hidden so as to not provoke jealousy or ARC breaks. It was really just being considerate.
My friend Spankie was in the SO and found a house and a room upstairs I could sleep in. It was probably 811 Beacon. There were 4 or 5 single beds in the room. The room was freshly painted white. That was the first time I slept in a bedroom with 5 girls. LOL
Everyone was so sparkly eyed and fresh faced. Spankie introduced me to everyone she could. The girls were great they knew I was new and they would explain (R Factor) to me how to fold the blankets where to put my bedding in the morning, and where to get breakfast. The 3 days just seemed to blurr right by. I got volunteered to do several projects. I don't remember if I helped out on the carpet, but moving boxes, chairs and a desk and filing yes.
On the 3rd day I was "love bombed" and asked if I liked CCLA and my visit, shown a Billion year SO contract to consider on my PSA flight back home. I really thought I might sign it for a few days after I got home but, Nahh. I had a job and my family I was close to. Thank goodness.
Great memories. Wish I took some pictures.
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Now, I read from two people how Yvonne Jentzsch was the most loving, giving, caring, nurturing, etc. they ever knew. Well, guess what...they didn't know her all that well. They knew the PR side she projected. Those of us who worked with her in the trenches, and felt her sting, knew the dark side. And it was pretty bad. But far be it from me to burst the bubble of anyone practising self delusion. The delightful cartoon character Mr. Magoo is almost blind. Mrs. Magoo is TOTALLY blind on the subject of Yvonne Gillham Jentzsch. So is Auditor's Toad. That's okay. You can have your fable. I'll keep telling the truth about her. She was nextdoor to a demon.
I did a TV show once with Joanie Prather. NOT the sharpest knife in the drawer. That's all I'll say.
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Oh goodie some pictures. I was at CCLA in 1972 or 1973 for a 3 day visit. My good friend Spankie invited me down for a few days.
Wasn't there a gal named Valerie or summin who had beautiful reddish hair? Spankie had Valerie babysit me as she was busy most the day. But I walked around and made friends. At dinner we went to a Spaghetti place near Alvarado called "Spaghetti All-ready" My other friend and I got a "J" walking ticket there. The cop followed us inside "Spaghetti All-ready" asked us to step outside and gave us a ticket. Waaah!
Spankie worked for Axioms. She told me about the Saturday night Band concerts by Back Pocket and Heber Jench singing Old Blue, and of course Yvonne.
The fist time I was there they were putting down that crazy quilt carpet with all the triangular pieces. Different sizes and chunks of orange gold, blue, green shag carpet. I thought it was an ingenious design, but someone told me no, it was a bunch of free scraps from a carpet store. CCLA had no money for carpet.
Ahhh yes I was 20 or 21 my eyes were full of the magic that was CCLA. We were all for the most part so young in our 20s. And there was promiscuous somewhat secretive sex going on but mostly hidden so as to not provoke jealousy or ARC breaks. It was really just being considerate.
My friend Spankie was in the SO and found a house and a room upstairs I could sleep in. It was probably 811 Beacon. There were 4 or 5 single beds in the room. The room was freshly painted white. That was the first time I slept in a bedroom with 5 girls. LOL
Everyone was so sparkly eyed and fresh faced. Spankie introduced me to everyone she could. The girls were great they knew I was new and they would explain (R Factor) to me how to fold the blankets where to put my bedding in the morning, and where to get breakfast. The 3 days just seemed to blurr right by. I got volunteered to do several projects. I don't remember if I helped out on the carpet, but moving boxes, chairs and a desk and filing yes.
On the 3rd day I was "love bombed" and asked if I liked CCLA and my visit, shown a Billion year SO contract to consider on my PSA flight back home. I really thought I might sign it for a few days after I got home but, Nahh. I had a job and my family I was close to. Thank goodness.
Great memories. Wish I took some pictures.

Back in the 80's when swarms of people left the cult after the CofS's fiasco at the hotel Buenaventure in downtown L.A. in Sept. of 83, people had to endure the blind allegiance of Old Timers to LRH. They used to blot out any truths of what he'd become, preferring to think of him as the 'modest' caring, altruistic, selfless leader, necessity dictated he portray himself as, in order to get the cult underway. Many of these people died clinging to their image of good guy Ron.
Now, I read from two people how Yvonne Jentzsch was the most loving, giving, caring, nurturing, etc. they ever knew. Well, guess what...they didn't know her all that well. They knew the PR side she projected. Those of us who worked with her in the trenches, and felt her sting, knew the dark side. And it was pretty bad. But far be it from me to burst the bubble of anyone practising self delusion. The delightful cartoon character Mr. Magoo is almost blind. Mrs. Magoo is TOTALLY blind on the subject of Yvonne Gillham Jentzsch. So is Auditor's Toad. That's okay. You can have your fable. I'll keep telling the truth about her. She was nextdoor to a demon.

LOL ! Sort of like my X wife that I refer to the time spent with her as WWIII and her next hubby dearly loved her.
Yvonne took a desk in a corner and turned it into a successfulClass IV org.
True, enough I knew her as a public not as an overworked underpaid staff member.
Not to say it the wrong way, but, as nicely as I can say it I never saw the wisdom of joining the SO or being conreacted staff. I understand those that signed that " billion year contract", uh, did so without any arm twisting from me - if you know what I mean.
Yes, I had an underage son bring home Sea Org contracts for us to sign. Yes, we ate at the Capatins Table and listened to Yvonne annouce to the staff our son had joined the Sea Org.
Was Yvonne perfect? Oh hell no. Did she get a whole lot more done than most people? Oh hell yes.
Did Yvonne wrangle me into delivering probably hundreds of hours in auditing in the HGC & of staff and I go NO pay ? Yep. But, she also made it so I could RIDIDI damn near everything not classified and get a Qual OK to audit it - and that made me lots more than the SO paid auditors.
So, it would be fair to say I fely I got more from Yvonne than I allowed her to 'take' from me.
It was my personal experience that many people held her in high regard then and still do now.
It is not my place to name names off that comp list that was published but I think most od 'em also held her pretty high regard.
I am going to once again publicly state that I hold Yvonne as one of the three finest people I have ever had the pleasure to know. And, I guess I have to point out in plain English that Yvonne wasn't perfect. ( Neither were the other two).
I love my wife dearly. I think she is a wonderful person - but she ain't perfect. She sometimes isn't even close to right.
To me, expection perfection in myself or another is a set up for certain failure.
In closing, I guess I have to accept that LRH built scn on the backs of others.
Perhaps my praise of Yvonne has ignored the huge - if not great -contributions made by the Staff of CC.
I still love Yvonne.

Tory, no ... I don't think we've met each other before. Just here at ESMB.
No, I was never on lines at CC. Just visited there (not the old place, just the new place).
I was also never one of the "in group" Scientology crowd. I didn't have enough money and wasn't interested in fucking anybody who did.
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Did you think I was one of the "in group" ?
Hardly.
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Tory/Magoo
My memory of those days is there were lots of different groups of people and none did I think of as " the in group".
It is amazing that Tory and I know so many of the same people, were in the same orgs at the same time and probably audited in the same HGC at the same time, but, we were never in the same 'group'.
I suspect she'd fall over laughing if we bumped into one another somewhere these days because I think she'd go " Oh, hell, we saw each other for years!"
Everybody was 'busy' doing what they thought was 'right'.
Staff appeared and disappeared. Policies appeared and disappeared. We never knew why and we damn sure learned not to ask.
Here on ESMB each of us is getting bits and pieces of what was going on behind the scenes or ' up lines'.
Kudos to those of you filling in the blanks!

I did a TV show once with Joanie Prather. NOT the sharpest knife in the drawer. That's all I'll say.
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To the end of Monday!