We're all,"lay-back-approach-with-caution-types" in here. Anyone notice?
After much reading, and re-reading-I get lost in here, too-
here's what I remember:
An earlier post about the 'Billy-Jack' days is quite true. It was very small
and they all lived in the house together as support for recovering from their individual addictions. Some of them needed/wanted the aggressive kind of help Art, Shelley and Libby were about. It was ALL voluntary, in the beginning.
If you were there often enough, you got included in 'stuff', people learned your name and you theirs, felt like you might just be ok after all, in the beginning.
IF YOU NEEDED: a meal, they fed you; somewhere to sleep, 'sleep here';
clothes?, help yourself; to get clean?we did that AND we don't let each other change our minds.
So came 'the raps' and the rules and being restrained as a practice. And 'Iloveyou'. It was honest and sincere and functional. They were all 'contemporaries' then. They were theSeed. They were less that 100 still -'69-'70 - and needed MORE room... Andrews Ave..
Some of the most hard-core people I've ever seen to this day. Junkies, murderers, wandered into 'Billy-Jack'land and they're 'fixed'!
Yup.It's a miracle!! No it's not: it's 'normal'. They were in the bottom of their barrels and wanted to get better.
They could leave whenever they wanted, they just had no reason to. Art, Shelley and Libby DID help alot of people who really needed to be helped - saved some lives in there, in the beginning
And people do talk to each other
The more theSeed did, the more people talked. The more people talked, the more people came. '71 was when 'Alligator Alley' was opened, I think.
The time lapses just leave me in awe.
