bowtwi

Happily Married

Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after

the wedding, laid down the following rules:

"I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want -- and

I don't expect any hassle from you.

I expect a great dinner to be on the table unless I tell you.

I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing, and card-playing when I want

with my old buddies and don't you give me a hard time about it.

Those are my rules. Any comments?"

His new bride said, "No, that's fine with me. Just understand that

there'll be sex here at seven o'clock every night -- whether you're

here or not."

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Till death do us part ...

Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th

wedding anniversary. The husband yells, "When you die, I'm getting

you a headstone that reads, 'Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever'."

"Yeah" she replies, "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that

reads, "Here Lies My Husband -Stiff At Last.'"

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Joined at the tooth ...

A woman and her husband interrupted their vacation to go to the

dentist. "I want a tooth pulled, and I don't want any pain killers

because I'm in a big hurry," the woman said. "Just extract the

tooth as quickly as possible, and we'll be on our way."

The dentist was quite impressed. "You're certainly a courageous

woman," he said. "Which tooth is it?"

The woman turned to her husband and said, "Show him your tooth,

dear."

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Revenge with numbers ...

A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is

so proud of himself that he starts calling his wife "Mother of Six" in

spite of her objections. One night they go to a party. The man

decides that it's time to go home, and wants to find out if his wife is

ready to leave as well.

He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home my little

mother of six?"

His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion

shouts back, "Anytime you're ready, father of four!"

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Second opinion ...

A doctor and his wife are having a fight at breakfast table. He

getsup in a rage and says, "And you are not good in bed either" and

storms out of the house. A couple of hours later he decides to make

amends

and in between patient appointments he calls her.

After many rings, she answers the phone. Irritated for having to

wait, the husband says, "So why'd it take you so long to answer the

phone?"

She says, "I was in bed."

"What are you doing in bed this late in the day?" he demands.

She responds sweetly, "Getting a second opinion."

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pronounced "bowtie"

the second letter w is silent in prayerful anticipation of the eventual silence of the way

I was thinking that this is going to be up to bowtwi jr. to figure out! Now I'm sure we'll have it by tomorrow (he's at work right now).

Thanks a million! And stay tuned!

Thanks for answering! I could do with just one line of the song - it would communicate the gist - it's a song on a site similar to Napster. I'll talk it over with bowtwi jr. and see if we can do it between the two of us. I hope it's worth the buildup!

(hmmm, "just post a link to it.")

I would love to post a verse of a song. Anyone able to explain the basics of how to do that?

I tried twice to email you by clicking on the email address in your profile.

Please email me at

bowtwi@aol.com

Meanwhile, am praying for you and yours.

I have sent you an email. Welcome to the cafe!

They were WOWs in KY in 93-94. Are they still in?

removed by bowtwi and replaced as a new topic - sorry about that.

I know how crazy it sounds to myself now to think that I wanted to go back too, but it wasn't me and I'm quite sure it wasn't you, either! I understand easily why you wrote those letters and did all they prescribed - you did your best, I'm sure!

As they moved those hoops, they knew what they were doing - it was all deliberate actions - they meant to mess with us - maybe only because they could! Surely NOT by revelation from God the father of Jesus christ!

Eagledarlin, it's so sad, but you did make it - you're here to tell your story! And I'm so glad you did! Just like I got tremendous healing from telling my story, I pray that you get what you need for your heart to stay sweet and keep loving God.

I know it took me a few years to post my story - it can be tough, but get ready for some sweet and peaceful sleep - I believe it's on its way to you.

You've been alone in that peculiar way for far too long, and they did you far worse than they did me - you lost your chance to say see ya later with your best friend and you lost your fiance, both at their hands. My heart goes out to you - please post again!

I'm thinking you probably didn't get to attend your friend's funeral or memorial service, as they had in the day - well, that's just one more thing I'm mad about.

To quote grasshopper as I recall the phrase - Bastards! This is war!

The way to beat them, I believe, is to live well. Feel free to email me, if you ever feel like you need to "chat" with somebody who's been near to where you were. Or if you need anything. And ya know what I mean when I say anything? I mean anything! If I can, I'll help. If I can't, I probably know who can.

Thanks for sharing your story. I, for one, appreciate it.

(((((Eagle)))))

Please email me at bowtwi@aol.com

Thanks!

As an atheist walked through the forest, he smiled at the beauty that was all around him and said, "What natural wonders the powers of evolution have created."

Just then he heard a rustling near the river. He went to investigate and a 7-foot-tall grizzly bear was tearing down the path towards him him. The man took off like a shot, and when he got up the courage to look back, he saw the bear was catching up fast.

He tried with all his strength to pick up the pace, but he tripped and crashed to the ground. As he tried to get up, the bear jumped on his chest and picked up one paw to whack him.

The atheist screamed, "Oh my God!!!"

Time stopped! The bear froze. The forest was silent. Even the river stopped moving.

As a bright light shone upon the man, a voice boomed from the heavens, "You deny my existence for all of these years, teach others I don't exist, and even credit creation to a cosmic accident. Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament? Am I to count you as a believer?"

The atheist looked directly into the light, "It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps could you make the bear a Christian?"

"Very well," the voice said.

The light went out, the river ran again, and the sounds of the forest resumed. And then the bear dropped its right paw, brought both paws together, bowed its head and spoke:

"Lord, for this food which I am about to receive, I am truly thankful."

Happy birthday - I hope you get the royal treatment you deserve all day long!!

If I knew how, I would send you red roses from my bush. They are so beautiful and so very aromatic - I have one about 3 feet from me right now and I can smell it from here! Mmmm, mmm mmmm!

Good thing Sudo's around - that was a job that needed to be done!

A hug for every year old you are!

bowtwi

Funny, I just realized that Grizzy (and who knows who else) probably knows more than I do about what our supposed crimes were! I was told that there were 25 federal counts over a 5 state area of some kind of "homo rape" against my son. I was told almost nothing by the corps coordinator. I was so stunned to even hear him talking that way that I'm sure I don't remember all of what he said. I had just been invited to eat breakfast at the head table! They sat and broke bread with me, putting on loving faces and then WHAMMO! When I got called to the president's parlor, I was treated like I was WORSE THAN JUDAS!

It wasn't until I spoke with the trunk coordinator on the phone that I remember hearing anything about the accusations. He said that a child had drawn some picture of him and my son in some kind of homo rape scene and that was their evidence.

I wasn't allowed to know WHO the accuser was, or WHAT specifically we were accused of altho we were living in America at the time. We were definitely guilty with no opportunity to face the accuser or even prove ourselves innocent.

Never had anyone ever spoken to me prior to that about any alleged homo activity out of either my son or me. It always seemed to me that if they believed those accusations themselves, and if they believed that I was Corps material, as they convinced me that they did, then the Godly, the loving thing to do would have been to help us with our supposed problem. Instead, the very first thing I heard of this at all was "go away - we're NOT going to help YOU!" Took me years to really digest all that!

On the second half of our wow year, the powers that were sent 3 adults and 3 children from our team "home." My personal opinion was that we were just really hitting our stride and about to really establish some strong fellowships that would stand after our year ended. The remaining wows from the other family moved into the house my son and I were living in. The limb coordinator told me that this one lady (the one with the 2 young kids) might still be sent off the field, but that "we" were giving her the benefit of the doubt. He blew me away with that statement. The 2 ladies from my family that they sent home were actually living the wow program to the best of their abilities. I know - I was their family coordinator.

This lady with the 2 kids told me that she hadn't been raising her kids by herself - that her parents did everything for her since her divorce and she really didn't have to do much for herself "back home." She told me she went wow because her brother thought it was what she needed. She also confided several things to me about what a rotten sister she had been to her brother as they grew up, but that he was so good he never saw it that way.

She said things like she wanted to be able to be more like me and our team coordinator, but she just really couldn't do all of the wow commitment every day! She made it clear to me that she was just getting through each day til the end when she would return to her parents' home...

I might be wrong on this next exact detail, but as my memory goes, it seems to me that when school let out, she somehow convinced us that she couldn't afford to pay a real babysitter anymore on her fast food wages, so my 13 year old son would have to babysit for her kids.

He did it, but wasn't thrilled about it. He was not the very nicest babysitter, but a rapist, NO WAY! I don't even recall how long he babysat for her (and I'm not going to ask him).

When I came to the high school from the campus after being told to "go away," I asked him to tell me about the sex he had been having. He was a 13 year old boy - a NORMAL 13 year old boy. I won't go into our entire discussion here, but the closet thing to anything that could possibly have occurred on the wowfield was that one day he peeked in on the 3 year old girl when she was napping and saw her lying there with no panties on. THAT'S IT. Nobody touched anyone. He pulled her covers up over her. Nothing to do with a boy there!

What this lady might have said to her brother and who he then might have said what to is still beyond my imagination. I just remember her telling me stories about how horribly she treated her brother when they were kids, even doing things like after he would do his chores, she would sneak behind him and mess things up so when their parents checked on his work, they thought he was lying to them and even sent him for psychiatric help. She told me she still thought that was funny. If she could do that to her own flesh and blood, there was no limit to what she would do to me, who she considered a "goody goody" that made her look bad by comparison. I definitely was her enemy by the time we got to the ROA.

I just know that I went from a welcomed home WOW who was convinced by twi leadership that my son and I belonged in THAT corps to the worst scum that ever tried to slither into the outfit in less than 2 weeks!

When her brother attacked me at the ROA, I was beyond stunned. I was on my way to meeting with a cabinet member, to discuss whether or not I spent the next three years training to be WayCorps or not, and so it was particularly bad timing.

Also at the ROA, 2 pair of my son's Levis shorts and my camera with all the photos from the trip disappeared out of our tent. That she had borrowed those red and black shorts from my son before, as they wore the same size made me suspect I knew what happened to our stuff.

She, like lcm and all the rest will answer someday for all they have done.

If I am wrong, I apologize, but I have to say if it waddles like a duck and quacks, I have to call it a duck!

I especially loved that comment from Steve describing lcm.

"He doesn't think, he only thinks that he thinks. He doesn't have a head, his neck's just blowing bubbles."

I think I'll take you up on that cup of coffee, AC, I could use it right about now. Please pass the butter pecan-flavored cream

Thanks to you all for your kind support. Anything I can do to help any of you?

I am overwhelmed by all the responses to my post. Extremely thankful and humbled, but overwhelmed. I apologize for stirring up all that anger on one hand, yet appreciate it on the other (maybe the Gemini in me? tee hee). Each response feels like those great hugs we used to share. I remember those brotherly & sisterly hugs & kisses and how wonderful it felt to know that we knew that we were all God's kids and that HE was smiling as he looked at us.

I remember being in that "top security - prove you're spritually mature enough to be here by showing you wear the proper nametag" meeting that lcm called that night at ROA '94. He went so far about homos that I started to wonder about his past too. I never spoke the words out loud, but considered that he must have had homosexual thoughts or actions somewhere along the line that he was ashamed of. At the very least, I was embarrassed that "our" MOG was taking such a stand. After all, homos were people too, and wasn't it most effective to love people into doing the Word? I remember wincing countless times during the SNS teachings when he went on and on attacking homos. We were in Santa Fe, of all places - trying to show people the love of God!

RB - if you and your wife are who I think you are, hearing you're out is worth what it took to write all that. It sends shivers up and down my spine to think that you wonderful, wonderful people had to endure M&A by that same person. If he looked at you or spoke to either of you the way he did me - it makes me weak in my stomach to even consider it. I have heard that he is out and does apologize to whomever he can. Personally, I don't think it would help ME any - maybe it would benefit him. I'd just as soon never see or even hear his voice again.

I admire the folks that have sued twi. I don't see myself even looking into any action I might be legally entitled to take. Besides, I believe that the best revenge really IS living well. And I'm living well.

I just don't want to be behind certain people when they stand at the bema. I feel sure that once born again - always born again, so I think lcm will stand before God one day. Once upon a time I would have liked to see him get his rewards. Now it would be the adult equivalent of being a kid in the same room while my brother got a whooping... No thanks - I'd rather not be a witness to THAT.

Lcm did not mention us by name on that SNS tape, as I recall. Even if he did, it was over 7 years ago. Besides, I'm not one to be the center of attention - used to love it when I was teaching the Word, but in a courtroom - the thought of it creeps me out.

WW - I feel deeply for you having been on that end of what that man could do. I trust it's been years for you and that you're healing too. Maybe you would or have already posted your "story?" Yes, I feel certain that my daughter is a direct gift from God. How could I have become bitter and hard-hearted with such a delightful sweetie melting my heart continually? Couldn't possibly happen.

Another thought - while it was a horrible blow at the time, I had my son to be strong for. I didn't have time to feel sorry for myself - I had to make us a living. My only regret is that I didn't punch that wimp right in the nose when he said those things about my son. Sure, he was the family corps coordinator, but my son was my son. I admit that I was brainwashed - it wasn't until my nonway friend told me he had said I was a lesbian that I even HEARD THAT part. That was a mistake on twi's part. I knew that only God knows our hearts, so I could consider (momentarily) that my son could maybe have possibly had a homo experience during that short time he was out of my sight at the campus the night before. But there was NO DOUBT in my mind about my "sexuality." They blew it there!

I will tell my son about this post. When I first started lurking on Waydale and then GS, he was opposed to the idea. He felt it was dangerous to my heart. About a year ago, our former twig coordinators came to Tampa and invited us to visit with them. My son even brought his girlfriend along. We picked right up where we had left off several years ago. They were still the same and so were we. It was so good for us to see them. I don't know if my son will read this right away, so I have printed it out (whew!) for him. I will definitely tell him about it tomorrow. He's a great young man and may need a bit of time to digest that I have spoken about "it."

God bless the Greasespotcafe and all who honestly share our hearts here. I love you all. bowtwi

Steve, I don't think you insensitive - I've asked that same question over 100 times - no clear answer comes to mind. People have told me that since I divorced my husband, I no longer had access to his money for abs. I don't know.

I was a wow that year (93-94) and one of my wow sisters didn't like that I could handle drinking only 2 beers in a 24 hour period or that I could get in bed by midnight every night yet up by 7. She had trouble finding a job, keeping a job, taking care of her two very young children... It goes on and on.

She had a brother who was a Corps grad. At that ROA (94), her brother approached me while I was walking to meet with the cabinet member I mentioned in my original post. He got right up in my face, yelling and swearing at me (sound familiar?) for not being nicer to his sister on the field and on the ride back to HQ from the field. He told me I had failed God by not supporting his sister better!

I had the only car in our wow team. I had to provide this woman and her kids a ride back with no help from her. When we stopped to eat one morning, she got herself something for breakfast, but nothing for her kids. I shared mine with them after discovering that fact, as she had already eaten all of hers and what should have been theirs and we were on the road before I realized they had nothing to eat. Partway through our ride to HQ, our ride coordinator told her to keep her mouth shut the rest of the way, to keep her bible open on her lap and stop bothering me. (I drove the entire way from Santa Fe, NM to HQ in 3 days, as I recall.)

I don't really know how SHE would have this kind of power, unless there was something else going on that I wasn't aware of (sex now comes to mind, but I accuse no-one of anything). If she was jealous of ME, she was really jealous of our team coordinator. She is the only one I ever knew of that had any evil thoughts of me and further of our team coordinator.

I don't know. Stranger things have happened with twi. If anyone is in a position to answer that question, I would appreciate hearing it. My email address is bowtwi@aol.com

I remain convinced that I am bowtwi.

Sunesis and Wacky Funster - thank you for your comments. We are very well and thankful for the good we did get from our time with twi. It wasn't all bad.

I have written my story several times over the years, but never posted it before, as I didn't see any profit. Today, I felt different and let my breakfast get cold while I typed it out again. I was inspired by Hope's poll asking when people got out.

At first, my son was angry with God for letting this happen to us. He pretty much had no use for God or anything that reminded him of God. It didn't help that my ex-husband blamed the ministry for my divorcing him.

I tried to find a church, but of course never succeeded with my waybrain still in full force. I didn't push the issue with my son until a year or two after the M&A,when I discovered a tumor in my abdominal wall. It was BENIGN, but before we found that out, I made my son tell me whether or not he believed GOD, not twi, but GOD. He admitted he did and was a wonderful prayer partner.

I continue to believe the verse in Proverbs (2:6 maybe?) FC at the Indiana Campus taught so well about training a child up in the Word and when they are old they will not depart from it. I also still believe most of what I learned while studying with twi. In the area I lived in Wisconsin, it really was the Word of God we were into. It really was the lifestyle of believers that we endeavored to live.

I had heard of some of the rumors about vpw and lcm, but somehow I just didn't believe them. The Word was hot and moving where we were and that other stuff just didn't seem possible to me. Even with the POP - I was sponsoring a family that was in res at that time - they told us they stood with lcm, so I didn't even read it til I saw it on Waydale. I remember my twig coordinator at the time went to a SNS at HQ and before he left he said he was going to see what was going on over there. When he came back, he said he stood with the ministry. I respected his "walk" and if he stood with lcm then so did I. Besides, if Mrs. Wierwille was "with lcm," that said it all to me.

I am proud to say that my son knows what God thinks of him. He is self-supporting (drives a 2002 Mitsubishi Gallant with leather interior and takes his mom for rides in it!!!). He is very clear-minded and faithful to his family.

What I didn't mention above is that I now also have a 5-year-old daughter. My son is a fabulous brother to her. She went camping with him and his girlfriend two weeks ago and they had a ball! Had I stayed with the ministry, I would never have known this joy! God has done a lot more than merely "spit in my direction!"

We were never abused to the degree that many were by twi - I thank God for that. I no longer let others'opinions make my decisions, tho. On the rare occasion that the subject comes up between us, my son and I get a chuckle out of them accusing US of being homos. We do wonder what threat we were to them, but it no longer matters to us. We are living more than abundant lives and we know that God never M&A'd us. I say all this to show that even though twi "dumped" us, we know that God never did.

I'm sorry that they couldn't be honest and say that they didn't like us or whatever the truth was at the time, but I sure feel like I got a lot of good out of my time with twi, in spite of what they were doing behind the scenes. I'm also glad that I only have to answer for MY life, not theirs when the time comes.

bowtwi

We left twi after one or two days in res in the family corps in 1994. I had been a family coordinator on the wowfield, which was my apprentice year. I had coordinated Children's Fellowship for a couple years before going wow.

I had been "in" for 14 years in Wisconsin, which was pretty sheltered from all the controversy of POP. At that time, I was sponsoring a family in residence at Rome City. That campus was my favorite place to be in the world, and as soon as I got divorced from my so-called unbeliever ex-husband, I went wow and thought I was on my way to really learn the meat of the Word and train to love and teach God's people as I had been loved and taught.

I was counselled by a "cabinet member" against waiting another year to enter residence, which I felt I should do, and went in believing that God really wanted me in THAT corps. The shortest explanation I can give is that my son broke his leg on the wowfield and I was no longer out of debt. I felt I shouldn't start out an exception to the no debt rule, but was convinced by the cabinet member that I could believe God to take care of the payments - which my nonway sister agreed to take over for me while I was in res. (another miracle, in my opinion)

Shortly after our arrival on campus, the corps coordinator approached me and asked me if I would sell my car to pay that debt. I said I would. He then told me I didn't have to, that I might need it for transporting my son to afterschool activities, like football. He said he had only asked to see where my committment level was. I loved him all the more for being so understanding.

I had met that coordinator a few years earlier when he was limb leader of Texas. His son was a wow in Wisconsin and had been injured in a car accident. He came to Wisconsin and in betweeen tending to his son, visited our twig and taught us so sweetly. I was so impressed with his ability to "give" while his son was in such condition. I thought he was such a fine man of God with a tender heart for God's people. I thought that's what the Corps. taught men to be.

Man, I knew I was at the feet of a great man of God! I just oozed with thanksgiving and agape love.

I was literally cleaning toilets at the campus and thanking God for the opportunity after eating breakfast at the head table when I was summoned to the president's parlor where I was told that my 13 year old son was a homo rapist. I was not allowed to know the accuser, but was warned that there were 25 federal counts in 5 states against him. I was told not to speak a word, that I was unable to speak the truth, and that I was to go to town and get my "piece of dang" son from the high school and get that "contamination" off of "their" campus. I actually tried to apologize for "missing that my son was a homo!" He also told me something about my son's "dick" in a little boy's mouth. Not only was I shocked to hear that language from that "man of God," but I never thought to doubt his words. I thought something had happened on the campus basketball court the night before when my son and some other boys were out playing. I was so ashamed of myself. Surely, God had tried to tell me and I just wasn't listening.

(He also said that if I ran "true to form," that I would be "badmouthing the ministry within 24 hours." That was very effective. It took me years to even admit to myself that it wasn't me, it was THEM.)

I drove to town in a state of shock and picked up my wonderful son. I asked him about the sex he had been having. He asked me to ask God, because he knew that God knew our hearts, as I had taught him all of his life, having raised him "in the word." It didn't take long to realize that this was all some terrible mistake. We stopped at a McDonald's in Indiana and called HQ. Silly me, I asked to speak to lcm. I was so sure that there had been some mistake and that of course, he would want to clear this up. I was put on hold to the tune of over $9.00 in a payphone. At that point, a very rude trunk coordinator got on the phone and told me to "get a life." He told me to find a nice counselor, as I was in total denial and "they" were not a "research, teaching and COUNSELLING ministry!" I told him that after 15 years "in" I didn't trust anyone "outside the household" and asked if we couldn't live someplace, anyplace where there was strong Corps that could help us. He chuckled and told me to go live near my "earthly family." Of course, I had already treated them like they were heathens for years, so when I got there I couldn't very well tell them that I had been kicked out of the ministry that I loved more than them! Besides that, my sister's son was around 10 years old. Our family had already been shattered by sexual abuse when we were young, so I couldn't mention the accusations to them - to this day I still haven't.

I begged the trunk coordinator to let me speak with lcm. I was sure that HE would see through this mess with those great spiritual eyes of his. After all, he had recently spoken about how he spiritually cleaned all the "stuff" that came into his house and he was always in fellowship with God... I said that we were heading to HQ and then he freaked out on me. He actually told me that their armed security people had photos of me and my son and would not allow us on grounds! For 15 years I had felt that HQ was as much mine as anyone's, and suddenly there were ARMED guards on the lookout for me and my 13-year-old son?!?

My son said it then, and it took me years to see it myself, if they were "in fellowship" and "listening to God," they wouldn't have believed those accusations.

The trunk coordinator told me to find a nice counsellor and call back in 3 months to let them know what I was doing and then they would consider allowing me to attend a twig.

I lived for that day! My son offerred to take a lie detector test. I inquired and found out that it would cost $217, which I was willing to believe God for. (I was a single mom with no child support at that time.) I spoke with 5 different counsellors. Not one of the first four would take me seriously. They didn't actually laugh at me, but came close. I wanted counselling to help me keep working towards getting back into THAT? The fifth one agreed to help me, but at $60 a visit. He also made it clear that he disagreed with my decision to "get back into the ministry."

Of course, anyone who was "in" that I called, trying to tell my side told me that they could no longer speak with me. I told them that I understood and I still loved them.

I was able to speak with my team coordinator from the wowfield, as she had also been M&A'd. The ministry accused her of "missing" that my son and I were homos and called her a "fag hag." She was such a sweet lady with a great love for God and His people. She was truly a fine example on the wowfield. When they threw her away, she was in Colorado and her family was all on the eastern side of the country. It broke my heart to hear what they had said and done to her. She so did not deserve that treatment. That's when I started to think that maybe they were not what I had believed them to be.

We spoke for a short time, and we both had been told to call HQ in 3 months. She called first. She was told that she could go to the limb of her state and they would talk to her. I called next. I was told that my name was on a list at the switchboard of people who were not to be put through to anyone. I was told that I was not told to call, but rather to write a letter detailing what all I had done to take care of my situation. I finally got it. No matter what I did, the hoops would be moved and I would never be able to score.

I was a good wayfer and my SNS tape subscription continued through that night (I'm thinking it was the first or second SNS in Sept. '94) when lcm said in front of God and everybody and ON TAPE that my son ought to be fried! It was in the context of what a great job "they" were doing of cleaning out the Corps. household and that I actually thought I could get away with bringing "that" onto campus!

When a nonway friend of mine tried to call me at the campus after we were kicked out, she was given to the coordinator who told her that I was a lesbian and my son a homo. She asked him why they didn't help us after my 15 years of service and he told her that if she thought I was so great that she should come down to Florida and "bed down with me!" When I visited Wisconsin a couple years later, she tried to get me "deprogrammed," but I knew more Word than her minister and I frustrated him with my loyalty to the way. He said that he was going to go higher up in his echelon and get me some help. I left my address with him, but never heard anything.

Over the years, people that knew me once upon a time have contacted me after they left the way. They all have said that they never believed the accusations, but I was M&A'd... It was out of their control. If they had tried to stand up for me, they would be M&A'd. I couldn't blame them.

Two months shy of 8 years later. There have never been any charges filed and we are still

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