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some specific staff members
Johnny G:
I think it was '78, I just got my background check and it said that all of my noteworthy behavior occoured that year, which resulted in my attendance on the front row. I was only in the Cleveland seed for a few months before it closed. It was October/November as I recall.
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Anonymous:
I remember Arthur. Me and my little sister were the youngest kids ever to attend the Seed, at that time anyway. I was eleven, she was 10. I was SO compliant (although I had to flat-out make stuff up in order to "relate"), that I don't remember any staff members or fellow Seedlings -- although I graduated the stupid program and attended oldtimers meetings for a long time (primarily because my dad was an AA nut).
(I got my first bra because of that "Girls must wear bras" thing -- so that was cool. *giggle*)
My sister was the only person I ever knew who resisted the indoctrination ENTIRELY. She used to sit on her hands with all her might in order to avoid the stupid sing-and-hold-hands sessions. She still has a scar on her stomach from the dog "Spats" there (just a simple excited-dog bite, nothing abusive).
I remember Arthur grabbing my sister up from her chair once (where she was virtually lying down). Other than that, I only remember Art and Libby.
GregFL:
well, whoever you are, welcome! We had a couple nine year olds with "druggie attitudes" in the Stg Pete Straight. I once had a newcomer who was twelve that was just a little boy, who got talked into smoking a joint with a neighbor, who then unfortuantely went to the seed. He had only smoked one joint in his life and didn't plan on smoking more. He was so lost in the seed, it was just awfull. The Seed changed him to another home after 2 or 3 weeks.
yech..sorry. I can't even remember his name.
Anonymous:
Hi Greg,
I don't think anyone in the world would remember me -- hardly-noticeable little introvert that I was. But I'd think someone would remember my sister, Shawn. She never surpassed "newcomer" (while I compliantly and quietly made my way to the pathetic "finish" in record time). I too had smoked only one joint prior to my forced inscription. My sister had done nothing.
I remember the race track, and then another place that seemed like a warehouse -- and the dog "Spats" and PBJ sandwiches and the cups of ice. My sister used to pssst-pssst me, and when I secretly cast a glance in her direction, she'd lob a cube of ice backwards into the endless rows -- making it difficult, in spite of my total indoctrination, to suppress my laughter.
There was a staff member named Gail, I think. The girl whose house I stayed at initially was a very-worldly 13-year-old named "Tangy."
Oh! What long-lost memories.
Anonymous:
By the way Greg, I'm just remembering that the Seed had my sister do a television show (some kind of kids variety show, with a boat theme of sorts, if I remember right) -- you know, the novelty of a ten-year-old druggie and such. Only, she wasn't a druggie. But who were we to question? :smile:
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