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« on: January 21, 2005, 06:34:00 PM »
I came into the Cleveland Seed in Oct of '78. I had done a little pot, but mostly I committed juvenile pranks like breaking into my girlfriends house, that kind of stuff. I had a choice of the Seed or Youth Commision. I choose the Seed, to my chagrin, today.
I turned 15 my second day there and the staff brought me a cake when my oldcomer came to pick me up that night. They didn't tell me it was from my Mom. Go Figure!
The Seed closed after I was there maybe 1 month. They came to me and said they wanted to take me to Ft Lauderdale to finish my program. They had spoken to my Mom and said that she wanted to take me out of the program. But, they wanted me to be apart of things and that they had my best interest at heart.
I was down there for another 2 mos and my Mom was calling like hell to have me graduated so I could come home. I remember Lybbi telling me my Mom was a bitch and she didn't really care about me.
To make a long story short I was graduated around Christmas of '78 and went home. By then I belived that my family were "assholes" as I was told by the staff. I came home shunned old friends, wore my Seed badge and shirt and waited until I could move back to Fl at 18.
I moved to the Ft Lauderdale Seed from 1982-1985. During that time I saw the "cult" go from what I remembered being over a couple hundred members to about forty. Like another poster Cleveland, who I know, but will not say his name at this point, I lived with Bob W. and saw alot of the inner workings, but was never in the inner circle. I witnessed Art yelling at his wife shelly and calling her names that to this day I've never heard a man ever use that language in talking to his wife.(unbelievable)
I used to think at times what happened to Hank? or ?. Staff who had been there when I was on my program, but when I would ask Bob W., He'd look at me like don't ask that.
Well, I had thought of old Art the asshole the other day, and just by chance entered in his name in Google. What a great thing this forum is for us former Seedlings. When I saw John Perloff's picture, I had to laugh. I guess the assholes are now torturing dogs.I will have to send my brother the link, he went to school with him.
Anyways, I just wish that when my Mom had wanted to send me to a Columbus, Oh drug rehab after 30 days at the Seed, I would have agreed. If only life gave you do overs.
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