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Art Barker & the Beginning of the SEED
Anonymous:
GREG,
IS THIS YOUR ADDRESS FOR ART
REALLY HIS ADDRESS, I AM CONFUSED?
SOMEONE ELSE SENT ANOTHER ADDRESS
Anonymous:
That is his home address. The other address is a building he owns.
And please....your cap locks.
On the internet, all caps is considered yelling.
GregFL:
Thanks Richard. More about this house. It seems that maybe the seed evolved into something different than it started out as...
As you suggest, when you came back it was much different.
How very interesting. Please tell us more about the Seed while it was in the house. Who was there? What were the raps like then? etc, etc.
Anonymous:
The small house was more like AA meetings,it was lke a long living room with about 20 to 30 chairs, art had his own office and shelly had ext to his she was more like a receptionist. we did a lot of sharing and people could raise there hand and bust someone on there shit. I don;t remember parents taking people home at the time we came to meetings on our own. i am sure it did exist but on a very small scale. Somehow i do remember a toilet seat use around peoples heads when they were coming down on them.
I remember people making suggestions that i should cut my hair, but is was not mandatory
yet. there was a small record player there and we used to listen to records, rock and roll. i actually witness a beautiful small wedding there with one of the staff members. It was really a very loving place. Arts wife Shelly looked like a young flower chid (long dark brown hair) backt hem, i remember she said she was 29 at the time and she looked 17 and I was really surprised she was married to Art.
Art looked like her father.. I remember a staff member named marlene, i think that was her name, she came from new york, she was one of the best staff people ever, she was kind and beautiful and about 24 , she also had a small little girl . I think Art was helping her get her child back. Does anyone remember the toliet seat? they would have dinners cooked for the locals, the basic coffee and cookie, donut thing , sandwiches. I remember a one older guy there that was more of an alcoholic, actually,
i do vaguely remember Art talking about holding his first meetings on his yacht.
It is so many years ago, everything is vague,
except for SR84 everything there was drilled into me.
richard
Anonymous:
My dumped two of my sisters and me in the Seed on SR84 in the summer of '72. My older sister went to the one on Andrews' Avenue. I remember the toilet seet, I also remember them putting a sign around my neck when I wasn't compliant. Before I went into the Seed, I had never done any drugs, so I learned a lot there-which ones to do, which ones not to do, how to do them. The food was atrocious and I loved kitchen duty rather than sitting in those smoked filled, hot, hot, summer meetings where they wouldn't let you drink enough water. After two months of denying drug use, I finally made up a history, just so they would let me go home. What a cluster f--k that place was-it was so inhuman.
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