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« Reply #630 on: November 11, 2005, 02:22:00 PM »
Anyone who was there in 87-88 please e-mail me at HecnShar@MSN.com  I would love to hear from you.  I am really shocked at the things I'm reading on this website.  It was not my experience at all, but then again, I was under the Palmers not the Camerons.  I didn't know the Camerons at all and for that it looks like I got lucky.
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« Reply #631 on: November 11, 2005, 02:53:00 PM »
There were 2 Palmers.  I remember because When Bro. and Mrs. (Kaye) Palmer went on vacation, somewhere between Sept. 87 to May of 88 (when I was there)there was another couple young at that time who came and I believe their last name was also Palmer.  They were of no relation and he was a bit over the edge.  I told Mrs. Palmer how he was when she came back and she was mad.  I know for a fact Bro. and Mrs. Kaye Palmer only had daughters, one, Cheryl who was killed in a plance crash.  I spoke with Mrs. Palmer even after I graduated the program in 88 and kept in touch with her up until the mid 90s.  I can't remember but either her or Bro. Palmer had serious health issues and may have even passed by now.  They were going to retire.
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« Reply #632 on: November 11, 2005, 03:03:00 PM »
There are 2 Palmers I am aware of that are men.  1. was Brother Raymond Palmer who was married to Kaye Palmer and ran the home in Missouri, then when it moved to Louisianna and then back to TX.  They did not approve of how the Camerons ran their end and separated to a place called Happiness Hill Home for Girls in Mississippi.  They were beautiful people.  They did have daughters, 1, Cheryl who died in a plane crash.  There was no relation of Raymond Palmer to Mike Palmer.  I cannot say that enough.
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« Reply #633 on: November 11, 2005, 03:21:00 PM »
If you have been to the Happiness Hill in MS please e-mail me.  I need to know what is going on there.  I am having trouble with my daughter and don't know what to do.  I did think of sending her there.  I went to the Rebekah homes but I wasn't with the Camerons.  I was with the Palmers who were very kind.  I did not have a bad experience and it really helped me but I don't want to send my daughters to the wolves if it is different there.  Please let me know.

HecnShar@msn.com  Thanks.
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« Reply #634 on: November 15, 2005, 07:02:00 AM »
does anyone remember mrs.cameron's singing voice? opera singer in the making,  she was.a-a-a-a-m-m-m-e-e-e-e-e-n-n-n-n-n.i think her voice was on crack.lol
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« Reply #635 on: November 18, 2005, 03:42:00 PM »
Funny, about Ms. Camron's voice.  :grin:  I met them, but the Weatherford's were in charge of the "home" when I was there. Whew! a l-o-n-g time ago, and it has taken this long to REALLY get over the feeling I am some horrible sinful being who is damned to hell.

I know it is difficult for anyone who has put up with abuse, brain washing, and coercion to find their own core and beliefs. Lots of pain to work through first, I guess.

But in the end the extreme teachings forced me to discover what I beleive to be true. And it is something each person must find for themselves.
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« Reply #636 on: November 18, 2005, 05:19:00 PM »
Same anonymous poster as above.

Just want to say I'll keep my identy to myslef for now. there are some people here who I just don't want to get to know.

This topic has really stirred up a lot of feelings. I agree...if you want to talk about how wonderful the Roloff experience was this is not the forum for you. Go preach somewhere else; WE HAVE HAD OUR FILL.

If you want to try to convince us it was wonderful, keep on prayin' and forgettin to inhale 'cause your brain is obviously seriously oxygen deprived. Some people carry scars from the homes and we have every right to discuss it without being ridiculed.
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« Reply #637 on: November 18, 2005, 05:29:00 PM »
god, can someone simply not post a memory without someone getting on high horse and telling someone if they had a good experience they are not welcome to share a funny story? i don't believe you are the boss of this forum. it is open for those with  a good experience or a bad one.if you don't like what someone says, don't respond.
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« Reply #638 on: November 18, 2005, 05:46:00 PM »
I believe the people who have scars have the right to express it. But I believe that the girls that perfer to speak of a memory should have the right to speak of it to. Why can't people just talk about thier experance with out name calling! Why can't we just respect each others experance. We are all hating each other over the homes, When we should be supporting and loving each other.
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« Reply #639 on: November 18, 2005, 07:17:00 PM »
Whew! Did not mean to start an arguement. If you want to be supportive and loving, fine. I dont mean to be name-calling here. Share good stories. I think we all can remember things that happened that were NOT bad; infact I find myself chuckling at some of the memories from time to time.

It is just that we were constrained in such a legalistic system! For some, (depending on each persons experience and what kind of home they had to go back to) caused deep religious wounds.

I have to say, I have experienced a lot more love and joy OUTSIDE the church than in it, and I hate that. It should not be that way. For me, it was very difficult to find myslef after that experience because at the stage of development where 'normal' people find thier own identity I had to defer to others. It took many years and an abusive marriage to figure myself out.

Do I blame Roloff's home for that? Partly. I blame the family that put me there as much tho. I made decissions based on what I knew, and that programming is all I had. I was there 3 years without a single letter from the family that dumped me. Unfortunately I had no loving home to return to where my self-esteem could be bolstered.

Some people went back to loving homes, and were allowed to learn to stand up for themselves. Others learned to be doormats. That is what the early posts address.

I left the home a very confused young woman who did not know how to be assertive or recognize abusers who used the name of Christianity. And I was taught to STAY in a "Christian" marriage no matter what the 'husband' did. I no longer think that is what is expected of us.

Anyone who was at any of the homes knows it was drilled into us we were sinful undeserving slugs who needed God. If you completely agree with Roloff's teachings, fine. I personally find them to be a very narrow view of spirituality. If you disagree with me, fine.

But, in the name of love, addressing the hurts should be safe no matter which side you are on. And please keep in mind people who are expressing hurts may tend to be a bit abrasive, so don't take it too personal.
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« Reply #640 on: November 19, 2005, 03:17:00 PM »
It wasn't so much his teachings as much as it was the teacher's
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« Reply #641 on: November 19, 2005, 07:19:00 PM »
I?m not sure who you mean as the teacher. If you mean Bro. Roloff, I actually knew him quite well. I met Mrs. Roloff several times too. I also knew the girl that jumped out of the second story window and will never forget her in a body cast?.and I knew her identical twin sister who was aslo there at the time.

I remember Roloff as a very intense, driven person. There is no doubt in my mind he MEANT to do God?s will. I believe he intended to show God?s love to the children in his homes. He MEANT to provide a place for people were in need. I never saw him hit anyone although he surely preached ?spare the rod? to the extreme, and I saw him impose some severe punishments. Still, a side of him was very gentle, loving and kind.

That said, he was a human being; not a saint. He made some pretty human mistakes. For one, he believed he could fly into thunderstorms and be miraculously protected. (Guess he forgot about Jesus? example when the devil tempted him to jump off a cliff to show who he was). I don?t mean that in a smug way. It is sad he died. But he tempted God many times.

He also allowed people he put in charge too much control and too little supervision. His desire to keep the ?state? or the ?world? out of his homes was huge. In many peoples opinion, he was an extremist bent on doing things his way with disregard for reason. He believed he was one of the few people who preached the ?real? gospel. Many of his followers saw him as a prophet (and the liked that). He set himself above ?ordinary? people including the pastors whose churches supported him. His thinking was very black and white. He would come up with ?convictions? God gave him in prayer and impose them on everyone else. One example is the ?fasting? and crazy food restrictions at the homes. He meant for everyone to eat health foods to the extreme, which isn?t evil in itself, but it just ?aint right to try to make everyone into carbon copies of yourself, if you get what I mean. After his death things got ?weird?. (I feel so bad for the people who were there after me). It took a long time to connect the dots, but hey. That is a cult leader. Read the biographies of others cult leaders and you will see the similarities.

Anyone who is driven to lead a bunch of people in the name of God, and claims to be the ?true? voice of God, comes up with a bunch of odd rules and discounts others is a cult leader. There are lots of cases where once the original leader is gone, others take up the banner and things get out of control because they are following a human. (I?m going to restrain from citing the dozens of examples I can think of, anyone can look up cults). Roloff?s homes unfortunately are not unique in that aspect.

So you are free to think I?m horrible for speaking the truth, but the truth just is what it is. I don?t have to defend it. Truth defends itself. You are free to ?follow? someone else?s teachings. Many find security in that. Or you can find your own beliefs the same way Roloff did. Ironically what I really learned from him (eventually) was to form my own beliefs and NOT impose them on others.
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« Reply #642 on: November 19, 2005, 08:16:00 PM »
very well stated anon.
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« Reply #643 on: November 20, 2005, 12:43:00 PM »
I was in HH in Mississippi, with Ray and Kay Palmer.  I don't think there's anything lovely about them.  I hate them.  They tortured me and several others.
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« Reply #644 on: November 20, 2005, 01:13:00 PM »
You know I was in the home in the early 70's as long as 4 year's saw a lot of Lester Roloff. My first trip to the home was in one of his first small planes. Scared me half to death you see i think it was the worse thunder storm ever. I think his son in law was flying it. Little unsure on that, Memories fade after 30 years. My mom was with us and I tell you my head hit the ceiling of that plane and shook me up so bad I was praying before I got there. In fact the ride was so ruff that I swore I would never do anything wrong ever in my life, If God would Let me kiss the ground. When we finally pulled up at the home, which I was expecting to be a ranch with horses and all kinds of fun things to do. There set one dorm and a farm surrounding it. It was late and there stood Pa Pa and Granny. I was sent by the state not because I was arrested but because I had been raped and molested by my older brother since I was 8. So I kept running away and that is how I got raped. My parents fought all the time my dad was a drunk and beat my mom from the time I was born. I remember as young as 3 jumping on my dads back to try to get him off my mom. He would always get his shot gun and threaten my mom with it and threaten to kill himself. It was not uncommon to see my dad sitting on the edge of the bed crying Holding his shot gun in his mouth. I was sure that one day he would do it. Things got so bad that I got on drugs and started cutting my legs and arms. It became my way of copying. My grandmother when I was at a very young age use to tie me in a closet for hours and I thought I was going to explode. I was in braces until the age of 7 so I was never picked up and held. All I could think is why was I here and why would God let this happen to a little girl? I felt very betrayed by God. All that I could think of and even planed my own funeral at the age of 7 was that I did not belong here and I wanted to die. I think when I got on that plane that night It was the first time I ever wanted to live. So the state ordered me there to get me away from my family.
I did not feel threatened by the home when we pulled up because there where no fences Open space and Yes horses and a farm. Pa Pa hugged me when I came in For A good few minutes. I did not know him, But to be actuality held by this stranger how did not know me, I cried. Just broke down and he held me quietly while I did.
The first words that came out of that mans mouth was We love you and you are safe now. Granny said come on lets get a bath and get those clothes off, and get you a room. So then  my introduction to the new rules.And my new roommate that would soon become my shadow for a while. I was hungry so they took me to the kitchen and gave me fruit and cottage cheese.
The next day was confusing waking up to a bell and broadcast and my first new bible. In the weeks to come I learned about keeping my room clean what going to church was, Plucking chickens, And memorizing scriptures was the reward for getting to go on tours and with it the promise of getting to travel and to meet people. Which I thought hey? Not so bad? I was 13 and curious about the world.
And then came my introduction to Lester Roloff.
Skinny man with big gray eyebrows Never seen without that bible in hand grabbed me up and said come on we are going to the Vally which was I think in or near Mexico. It was an old folks home with the kindest people I ever meet and fresh squeezed tangerine juice where we would spend most of the day picking oranges and grapefruit and tangerines. And man could those old people cook. We had a spread and roloff at the end of the table with all his fruits and veggies. We flew down there and was a pretty smooth ride however I was a tad gun shy. But on the way back, Its started to storm again and off we went that plane shaking and bumping. I knew we would be struck by lightning. And started to cry this time. Well Lester Roloff smiled from ear to ear and I thought, what is he smiling about? Is this man crazy? And then came a baller out of his mouth and he started singing living by faith. Raised that hand and stated to lead us singing. And behind this slender faced man with Rosy cheeks and blue eyes with out a care in the world was the windshield of the plane And it was black and rain pounding being lite up on in off by the lighting. Then we quoted psalms 121 and palms 119 and following that his stories of faith in God. Again I found myself praying God If you Just get me safely to the ground I will change my life. Plus since he was praying I did not think a little bargaining with God would hurt.
There was one more time I rode in his plane and  I begged him to take me to the light-house. I wanted to go fishing! By George I was determined I bugged him every service till he took me.
Back on the plane again. And I'll be damned if it did not rain again. The mans faith was unshakable on that plane. But we made it there with all our lessons on faith. And trust me when I say faith got us there. I thought about it a thousand times I guess how daring he was. Then one day he told us the story about testing God.
And I thought it even more then he is testing God. That he was ignoring Gods on warnings and testing him. I said it a bunch after that one time he won't come back and low and behold on my wedding day he died in that plane crash And boy did I get a chill. Because inside I expected it somehow. I truly believed with my heart that it would happen. But to who I wondered. I know Elane was on there and she had to be the meanest woman I ever met. Rotten to the core I tell ya.
She was fat and red headed and mean. She was across from my room so if you said boo she got ya. When I go to heaven if she is there I will just shit my paints if that is possible, I'll pretty much figure that if GOD can forgive her he can forgive anyone of anything. You know Roloff use to race cars before he was a preacher and he told God that if he would pull him through he would be a preacher and never race again. He might of broken that promess in the sky.

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