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You got it T.S. Geeze!--- I thought that one would go as soon as I hit the submit key. Ya just nevah know. I'm gonna have to check out that link you mentioned. Funny thing is, I was never much of a Beatles fan back in the day but as I listen to them now, something seems to click for me. (maybe it's the bongos) :-) Rock On!

I had a Fellowlaborer wedding. It was presided over by the limb leader and held at Limb HQ. There were several others as well that year after graduation and each one was conducted separately. Our families were both present. It was really a pretty nice event. FLO did all the set up and physical work. No surprise there,huh? It didn't last, but that was a long time ago and lots of water has gone under the bridge since then. The Limb Leader did not have the legal certification to perform weddings at that time. We actually got legally married at a Justice Of The Peace the day before. When I got remarried, we had a ceremony that was presided over by our twig leader. He, too, was not certified and so we were legally married beforehand by a J.O.P., also. It was a much smaller, less formal event but still pretty nice. And so I pose this question; When people inquire about how many times I've been married, do I say twice or four times?

MANNA! (our food co-op which served 50 people) Anyone remember the mechanics of how that whole operation worked? I think it is amazing that we had such a high level of success in pulling that one off. OK--- not everyone was always happy with the menu choices but, still, I think we did pretty well at making the operation smooth and functional. It's a lot of work planning, supplying and preparing a pre-set breakfast and supper (all identical) and then serving it (supper) 1/2 an hour away every day of the week at the same time for 50 people(8 houses). And eating as households at house tables, none the less. Now, the house refrigerators were another story. Most of the room was for Manna food but you could put your personal munchies in if they fit. Better put your name on it or else. Even that didn't always work.

I found it on You Tube but the embedding has been disabled. Sorry. It's a very nice montage with the song as the background. Worth the trip to YT in my opinion.

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I think it should be legal, also. Not because I advocate its use, which I don't, but because there needs to be some consistency in the legal aspects of sale, use and production methods. Much like the consistency that was introduced to the use,etc. of alcohol that fell into place after prohibition. Plus, think of how much profit the government is missing by not sharing a piece of the pie. As one poster pointed out earlier, this ain't the same stuff we remember from the 60s and 70s. This is pot on steroids,so to speak, that is circulating in the current market place. There is also a physical aspect that has nothing to do with ethics or law. That aspect is the fact that human lungs just don't seem to like super heated, toxic gases. I used to know a guy who, through heavy usage, developed emphysema. Now that's a REAL bummer.

Say WHAT?!!! Why in heaven's name would anyone need to paint a roof with aluminum paint? Unless maybe the roof was aluminum, which the BRC roof was not. Oh, sorry, I forgot we were talking about Fellowlaborers. My bad. I must have missed that one. Maybe that was on the day I was rearranging rocks in the creek to suit the MOG who was supervising. That creek was infested with leaches but let's keep that to ourselves. Wouldn't want to alarm anyone. Shhhhh! About midway through that project, the biggest water snake I have ever seen(and I have seen many) came swimming toward the work crew. It's amazing how fast you can move through waist deep water when you put your mind to it. Well, maybe the snake had a premonition of the ultimate collapse of the root cellar and the poor guy was just fleeing to save his hide. Until next time, don't forget to rinse those mung bean sprouts. Yeah! You heard me right! I said RINSE 'em! Rinse, Rinse, Rinse!

Oh.sure. As long as your name's not Dave 'cause everybody knows----------------------- Dave's not here!!

How can you laugh when you know-------?

" It is written,'Thou shalt frolick in snow and ice with thy fellow fellowlaborers and thou shalt yea verily enjoy every frigid minute of it.'" Hey! I think I heard that at morning manifestations! OK --I didn't really. I just figured if I said I did, people would think I actually listened instead of dozing off until the mass exodus up the steps for our daily "run with the cows". That guy you mentioned lived in the same house I did. One night he was rousted out of bed and told he was being tossed from the program and had 24 hrs. to clear the state lines. He was told (by order of the MOG, that he was never, ever to enter the state of OHIO again.) His crime? He left the compound on a Saturday evening without permission to visit a young lady( non-FLO) in "the big city". It was far past "lights out" when he came back and snuck into his bunk. We were forbidden from discussing it or asking questions. I only knew because we lived in the same "house". I always thought he was a pretty decent guy and was made a scapegoat to show us we had to do exactly as they said. I think he was the first in a string of people who also got "the bum's rush". I suppose I might have gotten the same treatment if they had suspected what was talked about in private conversation during "junk food runs" to The Wayside Truck Stop. But, Hey! feel free to leave anytime you feel like it so the debuhl can squash you like a bug for leaving "the bubble of protection".

As crazy as this may seem, I actually do recall my first memory. It was as if I had just awakened from a coma or something. I was standing on the back porch watching my mother hang clothes out on the line as I stared through the screen door. It was nothing dramatic. That sounds kinda wacky, doesn't it? I must have been 2 or 3. Old enough to walk to the back door when my mother thought I was asleep.

Ya know, Oldies, even back in"the good old days" of the early 1970s, people were told that now that they had "The Truth" there was no going back. The adversary would make their life worse than it was before they heard The Word. Anybody else share that memory? So, yeah, they were pleased----------Pleased to stay someplace where the adversary couldn't squash them or their families like little bugs on the sidewalk. Or, as the expression evolved over the years, pleased they would not become grease spots by midnight. If you truly don't remember any of that stuff, I envy you. You must have had a very exceptional fellowship. So here's the thing in a nut shell. Even though you could physically walk away if you chose to, most were indoctrinated to believe that terrible things would happen to them and their loved ones if they did so. Bear in mind that there is a distinct difference between hearing this in a Sunday Night Service and being indoctrinated in progressive increments. Man, I've gone way off topic here. Hmmm? I wonder how that happened. <_< edited for spelling.

My younger brother was in the summer program. I think he was only about 15 at the time. I don't think you could do that sort of thing today with all the laws that would factor in. He did experience a lot of growth as a young man on the cusp of adulthood, though. Later, he too went through the Fellowlaborer program and graduated. He doesn't post here because he doesn't have easy access to a computer. WG-- Do you remember how MANY rules and regulations of table etiquette we had to follow at every meal? You could never just sit down and eat a meal like a normal bunch of people. To this day, if I am at a family gathering, I find myself waiting for the hostess to "start" the meal. I guess that's not all bad but it draws some strange looks at times. That's a hard habit to break. And did we really have to sing "Roll Away" after EVERY evening meal? <_<

I did not know him personally though I talked to him many times at shows. He was very much "into" The Jesus Movement. If you can find lyrics for the early Glass Harp albums, you will get an idea of what he believed. Two of the major stumbling blocks that put him at odds with The Way were: 1. The Trinity( or as he put it, "denying the Deity of Christ.") 2. The Gathering Together(which they referred to as The Rapture.) I always liked this line in one of his songs: "Brother Thomas will be there, without a doubt." I honestly don't recall all the doctrinal differences between the two but there was enough difference that it turned him off. I honestly think we saw him as some kind of trophy. "Gosh, if we could get this guy to come over to our camp, wouldn't that be great?" It wasn't about him, it was about us. :( You can hear a lot of classical influence in his playing and it's really crisp and clean. Did you notice in any of his youtubes how he uses that "violin effect" utilizing his finger on the volume knob? And don't forget, he was only about 20 years old in those Glass Harp clips. Favorite Glass Harp tune: "Can You See Me, Brother?" Can you see me, brother? Walkin' down that lonesome road. Can you see me, brother? Help me find the way to go.

Is WOK--- Word over Kansas? Ohio had a summer WOW type program, also. I think it was called Minutemen(could be wrong).

Phil Keaggy-----Yep!!! He worked out of Northeast Ohio. Back in "the day"we used to go see him play and then hound him to take piffle. errrrr--- I mean witness to him. <_< We were a loving sort of fan base, weren't we. Fine, fine, fine guitarist, indeed.

Well---------------- We're up to 5 now.(plus 1 bystander) Hey John!! Quite an interesting male to female ratio represented in that picture.

I'm not sure I'm understanding the nature of this thread correctly but here goes. I used to get quite "skiddish" when non-TWI people would bring up ghosts or ESP or any of the other things that The Way associated with devil spirits. "Haunted houses" and "talking to the dead" were subjects I had to bite my tongue on. Hey! I read "are the dead alive n*w" so that makes me an expert, right? How can you be a part of a group discussion of something like homosexuality with a bunch of people who have no idea what TWI taught and not feel at least a little skiddish? Even worse. How do you work in the same office with someone who is openly gay and also happens to be an otherwise well adjusted and perfectly normal human being without feeling skiddish trying to reconcile reality with TWI teachings? If nothing else, you find yourself thinking they will view you as a nut case for ever falling for this stuff. Since coming to The Cafe, I find it a lot easier to let this stuff slide past me without FEELING like I have to "set them all straight". Did I misunderstand the topic? My apologies if I did.

Hiya, Breeze. I'm sure we must know each other.(I was FL4---blue name tag--- dontcha know?) I was just thinkin' recently that there are probably only a couple hundred of us who went through FLO.(We're kind of a rare species.) That's like a drop in the bucket compared to how many went through the corps. And yet, here we are, 4 of us plus a non posting grad spouse. Must have had some kind of impact, dontcha think? I agree with you that we all experienced a great deal of personal growth. Some of those experiences were pretty hairy but time has a way of smoothing out the rough edges. Knowing what I know now, I would not do it again. That has nothing to do with the individuals in the program. There were some really terrific people huddled cross-legged on the basement floor every morning at 5:30 for morning fellowship. It has a LOT to do with what I now know about TWI, the organization. What was the wackiest project you had to work on? I think mine was the time we had an "emergency" work detail to destroy the mimeograph plates for The Grapevine so "the adversary" couldn't use our mailing list against us. That was during the time when all the conspiracy theories were running rampant. Anyhoo---Just thought I would pop in and say PS---PM me if you feel like it.

Hey! You've Got To Hide Your Love Away-------Lads from Liverpool You tell lies thinking I can't see. You can't cry 'cause you're laughing at me.

OK I just checked my Fellowlaborers name tags. Why do I keep them? Dunno. Pretty handy for scraping price tag gunk off of glass, though. My first year in the program, the name tags were blue with white engraving. My name and FL year are stick-on label tape.(Blue tape with white letters) The adversary must have infiltrated the program. Blue is so----well, you know---BLUE! My graduating year was a white tag that had the logo du jour at the top. Again, my name and state were done with label tape.(green with white letters) HMMMM! Has it occurred to anyone else that maybe Der Vey was a front for a name tag business scam?

I subscribe to XM.(Have for 2 or 3 years.) They have "decades" channels that feature music from the various decades. Channel 4=40's/Channel 5=50's/Channel 6=60's,etc.,etc. If you don't want to invest in a tuner, you can subscribe to it as a stand-alone and stream it on your computer. That's what we do in our office area. I have a separate tuner in the shop area. They will even let you take a free trial run to see if you like it. I hate to sound like an advertisement but if you enjoy music from a particular era or genre, this might be for you. Downside: The on-line stream is slightly out of sync with the regular(tuner) broadcast so you can't combine them to produce a surround sound.

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Slim Harpo---Baby, Scratch My Back