Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform > Lighthouse of northwest florida (fka VCA )/ Rebekah / Roloff )
Lester Roloffs Rebekah Home for Girls Survivors-Cult-mindcon
DannyB II:
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--- Quote ---Thank you Gina. I was there at that time also. You and I probably know some of the same people. My name is Tim Scrivener. Do you remember Russell White? Mike Moore? How about Janine Wright, or Laurie Sacket? Anyway, I appreciate your honesty.
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I remember Janine very well, and I sort of remember Laurie, I never got to know any of the guys at all although the names are familiar. Honestly I just stayed focused on my goal and to that end I tried to follow the rules and I did almost two years of school work in a year in order to get out before my 18th birthday. That didn't leave a lot of time for anything else.
There is no reason to lie. No reason to make stuff up. What did go on was bad enough in some ways without dragging in stuff that never happened. I was a horrible teenager. I ran away and I didn't go to friends. I left the state with truckers and hitchhiked. Had my parents not found me and put me in Rebekah I would be dead now. I have no doubt in my mind. While Rebekah was not perfect and it had issues there are several things people are overlooking here.
One. Discipline in the 60's to 80's was radically different then it is now. (lets not get into the breakdown of society since a paddling became abuse that is another issue lol).
And two we are hearing from people who have problems and have a need to blame someone, anyone, other then themselves. I accept I was a horrible person, and I was not happy being locked up. However I think I would be much less happy if I were dead or in prison somewhere now. To blame my current problems on Rebekah totally would be not only ludicrous but unjustified. I was troubled before I went there. I wasn't put there to get a "fix" but to maybe clean up and learn some morals of which I was sadly lacking and it wasn't my parents fault either. They were good people and never abused me. It was all on me. If people will learn to accept their own problems and shortcomings, that is when they can start to heal and make peace with what they went threw.
I am sorry but I find blaming a school for your inability to come to terms with your own issues to be a way of ignoring the real problems. There come's a time in your life when you have to grow up and accept life on your own terms and forget what happened to you as a child. I don't buy into this whole "It's my parents,brother,sisters,societies,bullies,philosophy. I am not saying it doesn't impact your life. I am saying that as an adult you have the power to accept that ok, something bad happened but I am not that child/person now. And it's time to move on..
Sorry, didn't mean to get on a rant. Or to demean what anyone here feels. I'm sure it's very real. I just think that as adults it's time to accept your part in your life and move forward and stop living in the past. And making up stories might make you feel better, or powerful for a moment, but in the end it's helping no one especially not you.
Gina
ps. my email is Ginlvm@aol.com if anyone remembers me and wants to catch up. be warned if all your emailing me for is to slam me for what I have said about the things said on here, I am not going to read it and i certainly am not going to respond to it. I've enough negative energy in my life without feeding trolls. So if you really want to chat then feel free to email but if your just being a troll that will get you ignored.
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Thanks Gina for you story. I can only wish that more of the frequent posters here, would just thank you for your post but they probably will not. They are that stubborn in there ways that to even hint at congrat's for posting here would blow there convictions out of the water.
So we have a solitary life here for now but I don't think for long, we are growing little by little. I believe there is room here for all opinions, at least that is what I read somewhere here.
Please keep coming back.
sheluvs2playpiano:
wow, I just found this site. I'll bet I know most of you girls on here! What a surprise!!! I had totally forgotten about my years there until I saw a guy that reminded me of Leser Roloff on TV and so I googgled and got this.... I played the piano for him in the years of 1975 - 1977, when I returned home to Dallas just before my 18th birthday. I met some wonderful friends there, girls I'll always remember with love. One of my best, KC Findley, or Karen Findley.... so many others. This is Mary Ann Niswander and if anyone remembers me, please give a shout so I can say hello. We had some rough times, but on the positive side, we learned how to survive and we developed loving bonds that lasts a lifetime. Sincerely, Mary Ann
Sininil:
I found it interesting that after all the name calling etc.. When I posted my real name and address it's like the forum went dead and not one email.. from anyone.. I was almost looking forward to a debate. Oh well, I won't be checking back much anymore.. To little time to keep up with a dead forum. Cya.. Gin :feedtrolls:
chance102465:
--- Quote from: "lisacrf" ---i arrived at the rebekah home in early 1982 right after brother roloff died and the camerons were the house parents and mrs. barrett was the housekeeper in charge of makeing sure are rooms were clean. I went there because i was being abused by my stepfather and i turned to a church for help because the state would not help me. The first year i was there was ok. the camerons wer very nice to me. yes you got paddeled if you got to many dermits it was hard going without tv and radio but it was better than getting beattin and molested by my stepdad. I am shocked about the commets about abuse by Mrs. cameron I remeber her as being nice. The abuse started when the berrets took over as house parents and yes some of the girls were made to kneel on pencils. Also you were made to kneel with bibles in your hands for one two hours. Girls were refused medical care. This all went on in 1983 there was a girl that almost died from apendex bursting. Mrs berrett told her she was faking and locked her in 'the room' . Also the same year another girl ended up pregenant and told us Mr berrett raped her when she was in the room for running away. Mrs berrett started having girls locked up in the room for getting to many dermits including from cleaning your room. My bathroom had mold on wall that could not be removed. you guessed it right me and my roommate every week was either kneeling or was locked in the room instead of getting to watch the movie and eat doo doo bars granala. My mother kept all my letters that i wrote her i'm 43 now and my mother is 68 now she was reading them asking me what does this mean. I had to laugh I was speaking in code trying to tell her that things had changed. I got away in Dec of 1983 by getting Mrs cameron to chose me to be te alto singer in the all so famous trio. we went on tour and ended up in Dayton, Ohio where my older brother and sisters lived. If you had relitives in a city they let you stay with them they partnered you with someone from the choir to stay with you. I told my siblings what was going on since the berretts took over the girl that was with me verifyed it, so they refused to put me back on the tour bus called the police,Police told them they had the right to keep me . They had no choice but to go on. I have gained postive and negitives from my experices at rebekah home. I think it is a dangeous thing to glourify the place though. Only God can be truly holy all men have sinned.:soapbox:
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I was there in 83 and I was one of the trio but I left before we ever went on tour whats you name?
I was there in 83
kimi11168:
HEY HEY HEY TO ALL.. I AM NOT GOING TO SIT HERE AND BICKER ABOUT THIS.. AT ALL.. IT IS OVER AND DONE WITH AND TO ME IT IS PRETTY MUCH BURIED AND AS DEAD AS LESTER ROLOFF HIMSELF.. I AM HERE FOR ONE REASON AND ONE REASON ONLY.. I WAS THERE FROM 1983-84.. MY BEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD WERE MELISSA GRAHAM AND ALICIA WARD, I HAVE LOST THEM AND WOULD LOVE TO FIND THEM AGAIN, IF FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN TO TAKE THAT BLESSED HARLEY BIKE RIDE DOWN TO CORPUS TO LIE ON THE BEACH AND THEM VISIT THE OLD HOMES AND TAKE THE TOUR JUST TO SEE THEIR EXPRESSION WHEN I POINT TO LOCK UP AND ASK OHHHHH WHATS IN THAT ROOM AND WHY IS IT LOCKED?? WITH NO DOOR KNOB, JUST A DEAD BOLT THE KIND YOU HAVE TO HAVE A KEY TO OPEN, THE ROOM ITSELF WAS A PEPTO-BISMOL PINK WITH ETCHED POEMS FROM LOST LITTLE GIRLS WHO HAD NO WAY TO GET OUT, NO WATER TO TAKE A BATH OR BRUSH YOUR TEETH, YOU WENT IN WITH YOUR NIGHTGOWN AND PANTIES ON TO A BLANK PINK ROOM WITH NO BLANKET A PILLOW WITH NO CASE AND NO LIGHTING IN THE TOILET BECUZ A GIRL ELECTROCUTED HERSELF IN THERE BY WETTING HER HAND IN THE TOILET AND SHOVING IT INTO THE LIGHT SOCKET.. (LOCK UP WHICH I WAS IN FOR 2 WKS BTW, FOR PLANNING A MAJOR RIOT TO BREAK US ALL OUT, I FIGURED AT THE TIME THAT THEIR WERE 50 HELPERS AND 150 GIRLS ALL TOGETHER IN THE WHOLE PLACE THAT WAS 2 TO 1 ODDS NO WAY THEY COULD HAVE CAUGHT US ALL SOMEONE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN OUT AND SENT HELP, SOMEONE HAD TO).. I WANT MY GIRLFRIENDS BACK.. IF YOU WERE THERE FROM 83-84 I PROBABLY KNOW YOU.. I REMEMBER LENORA BOOKER, SUNDREA WARE, CAROL KAY, ALICIA WARD, MELISSA GRAHAM, BARBIE BARBEE, BETHANY COOKE, LYNN WILSON AND I AM SURE SOME OTHERS WILL COME TO ME IF I HEAR FROM YOU.. I WILL TELL YOU NOW.. I WAS RAISED BAPTIST, SAVED WHEN I WAS 13 ON MOTHERS DAY, I WONT LIE AND SAY I WAS OUT OF CONTROL, I SMOKED POT, SKIPPED SCHOOL, WAS 15 AND MY BF OF THE TIME WAS 22. MY PARENTS WHERE IN THEIR 60'S I WAS AN ADOPTED CHILD SO YEAH HUGE GEN GAP THERE... BUT YA KNOW WHAT.. I WAS A FRIGGIN KID, AND THIS IS WHAT KIDS DO.. THEY TRY THINGS OUT AND THEY LEARN FROM THEIR MISTAKES AND ALL REBEKAH TAUGHT ME WAS TO HATE AUTHORITY FIGURES (DUE TO REPEATED SPANKINGS), AND NO ONE I MEAN NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO EVER.. I HAVE 3 CHILDREN MYSELF AND ONE OF WHICH IS JUST LIKE I WAS AND SHE IS ONLY 12, SHE IS IN TROUBLE FOR TRUANCY WITH THE SCHOOL SYSTEM, WANTS TO HOME SCHOOL CUZ OF BULLIES ETC.. BUT THAT IS PART OF LIFE YOU GROW THROUGH IT, YOU LEARN FROM IT AND JUST MAYBE YA TEACH A BULLY A LESSON ALONG THE WAY.. ANYHOW I HAVE RAMBLED THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE A BITCH FEST BY NO MEANS.. IT WAS A SEARCH FOR MY BUDDIES, AND POSSIBLY ANYONE WHO MIGHT HAVE A YEARBOOK FROM BACK THEN THAT THEY JUST CANT STAND AND WANNA GET RID OF, I AM WANTING TO GET ONE BACK.. THEY PLACE SUCKED, BUT THE GIRLFRIENDS I MADE WERE GREAT.. OH YEAH I AM NOT AFRAID OF YA HOLIER THAN THOU GALS WHO LOVED THE SHIT OUTTA THE PLACE.. SO WITH THAT SAID MY NAME IS KIMBERLY COOK.. MY ADDRESS IS: P.O.BOX 572, SIMSBORO, LA, 71275 SEND ME A NOTE OR HATE MAIL DONT CARE JUST MISSING MY OLD BUDS, BUT NOT MISSING PICKING PEAS, ROFL :poison:
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