kaptainkremen

Just to add to this thread, I am Dave, brother of Bob, that Trefor had mentioned in the opening post. I was able to locate Trefor thru this forum, and he, Bob and myself were able to meet up in Bristol last week. It was a time of healing for all of us. I had not forgiven myself for going along with the herd and condemning gay people for being who they are, and had often wondered how Tref was doing. Bob had managed to come to terms with the way that he had behaved in relation to gay people, and we had a wonderful time, swapping stories and we have been staying in contact. Now, if only I could find my dear friend, Helen Hodges, who I knew in Bristol, the circle will be complete......

Would dearly love to find a good friend from my days in Bristol, UK, Helen Hodges. We would have known each other from, I guess, '79 to '80. She was a wonderful lady, and I often wonder how she has gotten on since we lost contact in 1980. If anyone knows of her wereabouts, I would be delighted to here frm you.

I also would be interested in attending this, if it were to go ahead. If it were possible to set this up for late summer / early autumn of next year, would definitely like to attend. It would be interesting to compare notes with other former way folks.

Why, thank you. White with one sugar lump, please. I go get some cookies............

Not posted here before, but here we go. I was in the Way in Great Britain in the late 70's to the early 80's. I met VPW on several of his visits, culminating in my deciding to go WOW. I'd had many health issues when I was very young, and the only treatment eventually caused severe deafness as a side-effect of the medication. I had several "great men of Gof" minister to me, without success, and this failure was always placed squarely back on the person being ministered to; we didn't believe hard enough, we had doubts, we didn't have our needs & wants in paralel. Whenever something didn't quite match up, or seemed a little "off" it was purely our fault for not having our minds right. Eventually you develop blinders; anything that you see or hear that didn't quite match up with the teaching, why, it was because I didn't have my mind right; it was MY fault. I've carried that kind of paramoia into my 40's. There's always that niggling wonder if something stinks, or if I'm not thinking things thru properly. I bitterly regret getting involved with this bunch of shysters; there were so many wonderful people at fellowships, and we were all getting conned blind......So much wasted years and potential.