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Hey Cleveland:
I too drove past the Cleveland Seed several times and never even knew it. This was afew yrs back, when I was in Cleveland. I used to visit a friend who lived only a couple of blocks away from there. One day, I looked at the bldg and thought that's it, the H shape. I saw the old ball field behind it.

I didn't stop but, I sort of remebered the parking lot although it seemed different to me. I hated that bldg, It felt to me at the time
like a cold dungeon with catacombs.

But, I also hated the Seed in Ft Lauderdale. The entire time I lived down there, everyday I drove up to that place my heart would sink, and I felt very bad being there.
I couldn't wait to leave it everyday, but I knew I'd have to come back tomorrow.

I too, endured a similar experience with running into Seed people and trying to rekindle a shared reationship, after leaving the Seed. I ran into an old Seed friend in '86. He had been in Fla, earlier than me and asked to leave, so when I moved down in '82 he was already gone. We had been very good friends from '78-82 in Clev.  
I saw him at a movie house in I'm guessing '86 in Cleveland, Both of us were originally clevelanders, and came into the cleveland seed. He was visintg Clev I found out, as he was still working on his degree at Univ ofMiami.

We agreed to meet later, and for a few weeks during that summer we each tried to rekindle a past experience of having been close friends during our Seed days. But being removed from the bind of the Seed, showed both of us that we weren't interested in knowing someone from that part of our life anymore.
When we had been friends '78-82, we each knew the party line and never departed from it. At that time He was over his bitterness toward the Seed asking him to leave, and saw it as a blessing. I too, felt the same way, But, it was hard to share anything new, because our perception of each other was based on a shared past, which now was gone. It was like we were "new" people trying to escape the "Seeds" shackles.

We parted ways realizing how different we were then (now),and it was incomfortable to know each other later.
I went to a treatment program yrs after that event for my being a ACA "survivor". It was during this time that I was willing and able to work on my having been apart of the Seed and the consequences it had on my life. I learned some about cults and learned about the experience I had had with my old friend some yrs before.

I remember visiting the Seed in Ft Lauderdale when I was in the 10th or 11th grade '80. My parents were vacationing in Pompano Beach and they dropped me off at the gate on SR84. Bob W, met me and ushered me in to the intake office near the gate, I was sequestered there for a 1/2 hr and Lybbi showed up and asked me if I have done drugs and if Bob or Evan had. I was literally shaking in my heels, cause I didn't know what was up.

She proceeded to tell me if I wanted to stay apart of the Seed, when I went back to Cleveland to have nothing to do with Evan or Bob. For a second my heart broke, as I loved those guys, and was confused about what if anything we had done

So, when I returned I did that and told Evan and Bob I had to end the friendship.
They called my parents and hung up on me for a few weeks and then it was over.

Typical Seed story.

Thanks, Brian Marble. Yes, he was a funny guy, but at least back in OH he was kinda quiet.
I hope he is well.

I was arrested with a kid for a breaking and entering in '78. I was sent to the Seed, and later I found out he was sent to the Straight in St Pete. His name was Brian M. A really tall lanky kid with dark hair. I have always wondered if you knew of him or maybe someone at the Straight board might remember him.

He never came back to OH and I have always wondered.

Thanks

I remember John G. as being one of the volunteer staff members in Cleveland when I came in.
My memory of John Grimm involves when he came back to the Seed and went on the program again in Ft Lauderdale, early 80's right? After sometime he went back to work 2nd shift as a welder at one of the docks in Ft. Lauderdale.
My job was to pick him up in the morning about 8 or so when he got off work and drive him back to his apartment where he lived with his wife & son. I don't know why he wasn't driving himself, but that was what i was told to do.
This went on for a few weeks. One day I picked him up as usual, he said he was very tired and layed back in my car seats. I had a '63 Olds, with the bucket seats went far back.
He sort of seemed to be sleeping and then all of a sudden he said he needed to stop at a gas station to use the bathroom. I obliged and when he came out he got in the car and said he was going to nap.

I dropped him off and thought nothing of it and went back to the Seed.
Sometime later, Bob W, came and got me off the door and asked what John and I had been doing? I said nothing, he gave me the "Seed stare" and I verbally repeated what had occurred.
Bob said John's wife called the Seed and said that John had came in high on heroin. I was like "wow" I didn't know. Later, I was told he admitted to staff that he had shot up at the gas station. But, because all I had ever seen prior to coming to the Seed was pot smoking, I didn't know the signs.

I guess he started over and I never was asked to pick him up again. But, For the rest of my time down there I avoided him, partially  mad at him about that, because I myself was always on Seed probation. And it took some convincing on my part to get them to not put me on the front row as well.:smile:
But, obviously the guy was trying to do change his life, otherwise why would he have gone back down there.

He waas one of the good guys.

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