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Challenge

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The whole thing started in 1950. I had a friend named Bobby Sutton, who at that time, was working as a record distributor and he had a small label of his own. His label was called Torch recordings. Bobby and I were friends from High school, and we had mutual friends from other areas, namely the Musician's Club. When I was 16 I would go to the Club , hide my schoolbooks behind the Bar, and usually rehearse with a "sit in" band. Also played a ton of cards, drank lots of beer, took Benzedrine, and smoked pot. A lot for 1946, eh?
Bobby travelled a lot with his business, and Hollywood was one of his beats. He had run across this guy named L.Ron Hubbard, whom Bobby said was running around Hollywood in a turban and white robe, claiming to be a fortune teller. So in 1950 Bobby came to me with a book called Dianetics, Modern Science of Mental Health, and said Look what Ron has written! It's amazing! You've got to read it! Shortly after that, another of my friends, a trumpet player named Vernon Crank, also read the book and they both headed off to Phoenix. I was excited about the theory of engrams, and I knew that I had some. I had been fondled by two of my cousins when I was about 5 years old. They sat me up on the hood of a tractor, and tried to run their fingers into the legs of my panties. Then the janitor at Elementary school on 3 occasions did the same. He offered candy and tried to get into my panties. After that, our neighbors, an older couple named Spivey, invited me over to play and Mr Spivey was in bed. Ms Spivey was right there in the room. They wanted to play "Nurse". Mr Spivey threw the covers back and exposed his ugly self, and took my hand and placed it on him. I was about 8 years old by then, so I just ran. Later in life, I was raped by a dude named Charlie Dragna that I had never met before an acquaintance took me over to his apartment. I was a Virgin even though I was 17 years old then. A few years later I was raped by Jimmy Piersall when he gave me a ride home from work. I was 20 years old. I reported that one, and found out that he had several reports against him. Oh well. Shortly after that, my employer threw me against a wall and raped me. So you can understand that when I read DMSMH that I thought Great! That's for me! I want to change my life.
I called the local bookstore and asked them if they had sold DMSMH to anyone else and my friend clerk at the bookstore gave me the name of a local optometrist who had bought it. I called him up, we "got in com", and soon began to co-audit on Bk 1. My first session with him I ran birth, and the menstral cramps that I had suffered horribly from, went away.
Sorry. I hate to type. It wears me out. So it will have to wait for another time.

Chalenge
 

Dulloldfart

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Thanks very much for some of the back story, CHLG. That is the first corroboration of Hubbard's tale of the Hollywood white robe and turban that I have seen.

Paul
 

EP - Ethics Particle

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Say on...please!

Thanks very much for some of the back story, CHLG. That is the first corroboration of Hubbard's tale of the Hollywood white robe and turban that I have seen.

Paul

Anything you need along the way of tellin' this story...sing out, OK? :yes: :thumbsup: You are a brave lady to tell it! :clap:

Mike, the EP's EP
 

Alan

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The whole thing started in 1950. I had a friend named Bobby Sutton, who at that time, was working as a record distributor and he had a small label of his own. His label was called Torch recordings. Bobby and I were friends from High school, and we had mutual friends from other areas, namely the Musician's Club. When I was 16 I would go to the Club , hide my schoolbooks behind the Bar, and usually rehearse with a "sit in" band. Also played a ton of cards, drank lots of beer, took Benzedrine, and smoked pot. A lot for 1946, eh?
Bobby travelled a lot with his business, and Hollywood was one of his beats. He had run across this guy named L.Ron Hubbard, whom Bobby said was running around Hollywood in a turban and white robe, claiming to be a fortune teller. So in 1950 Bobby came to me with a book called Dianetics, Modern Science of Mental Health, and said Look what Ron has written! It's amazing! You've got to read it! Shortly after that, another of my friends, a trumpet player named Vernon Crank, also read the book and they both headed off to Phoenix. I was excited about the theory of engrams, and I knew that I had some. I had been fondled by two of my cousins when I was about 5 years old. They sat me up on the hood of a tractor, and tried to run their fingers into the legs of my panties. Then the janitor at Elementary school on 3 occasions did the same. He offered candy and tried to get into my panties. After that, our neighbors, an older couple named Spivey, invited me over to play and Mr Spivey was in bed. Ms Spivey was right there in the room. They wanted to play "Nurse". Mr Spivey threw the covers back and exposed his ugly self, and took my hand and placed it on him. I was about 8 years old by then, so I just ran. Later in life, I was raped by a dude named Charlie Dragna that I had never met before an acquaintance took me over to his apartment. I was a Virgin even though I was 17 years old then. A few years later I was raped by Jimmy Piersall when he gave me a ride home from work. I was 20 years old. I reported that one, and found out that he had several reports against him. Oh well. Shortly after that, my employer threw me against a wall and raped me. So you can understand that when I read DMSMH that I thought Great! That's for me! I want to change my life.
I called the local bookstore and asked them if they had sold DMSMH to anyone else and my friend clerk at the bookstore gave me the name of a local optometrist who had bought it. I called him up, we "got in com", and soon began to co-audit on Bk 1. My first session with him I ran birth, and the menstral cramps that I had suffered horribly from, went away.
Sorry. I hate to type. It wears me out. So it will have to wait for another time.

Chalenge

The second person that greated me after I arrived in Highland Park in Dallas was Bobby Sutton :)
 

FoTi

Crusader
:thankyou:

Chalenge, thanks so much for starting to share your story. I'm really looking forward to hearing more when you get ready to share more.
 

Terril park

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The whole thing started in 1950. I had a friend named Bobby Sutton, who at that time, was working as a record distributor and he had a small label of his own. His label was called Torch recordings. Bobby and I were friends from High school, and we had mutual friends from other areas, namely the Musician's Club. When I was 16 I would go to the Club , hide my schoolbooks behind the Bar, and usually rehearse with a "sit in" band. Also played a ton of cards, drank lots of beer, took Benzedrine, and smoked pot. A lot for 1946, eh?
Bobby travelled a lot with his business, and Hollywood was one of his beats. He had run across this guy named L.Ron Hubbard, whom Bobby said was running around Hollywood in a turban and white robe, claiming to be a fortune teller. So in 1950 Bobby came to me with a book called Dianetics, Modern Science of Mental Health, and said Look what Ron has written! It's amazing! You've got to read it! Shortly after that, another of my friends, a trumpet player named Vernon Crank, also read the book and they both headed off to Phoenix. I was excited about the theory of engrams, and I knew that I had some. I had been fondled by two of my cousins when I was about 5 years old. They sat me up on the hood of a tractor, and tried to run their fingers into the legs of my panties. Then the janitor at Elementary school on 3 occasions did the same. He offered candy and tried to get into my panties. After that, our neighbors, an older couple named Spivey, invited me over to play and Mr Spivey was in bed. Ms Spivey was right there in the room. They wanted to play "Nurse". Mr Spivey threw the covers back and exposed his ugly self, and took my hand and placed it on him. I was about 8 years old by then, so I just ran. Later in life, I was raped by a dude named Charlie Dragna that I had never met before an acquaintance took me over to his apartment. I was a Virgin even though I was 17 years old then. A few years later I was raped by Jimmy Piersall when he gave me a ride home from work. I was 20 years old. I reported that one, and found out that he had several reports against him. Oh well. Shortly after that, my employer threw me against a wall and raped me. So you can understand that when I read DMSMH that I thought Great! That's for me! I want to change my life.
I called the local bookstore and asked them if they had sold DMSMH to anyone else and my friend clerk at the bookstore gave me the name of a local optometrist who had bought it. I called him up, we "got in com", and soon began to co-audit on Bk 1. My first session with him I ran birth, and the menstral cramps that I had suffered horribly from, went away.
Sorry. I hate to type. It wears me out. So it will have to wait for another time.

Chalenge

Ow Wow! Cards beer and music. Never got into drugs.


I've always hoped you'd post your story. Looks like you've found the time and place. :)
 
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dchoiceisalwaysrs

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Thank you for "the beginning", Challenge.

I too looked for someone to co-audit book one with me but none of my friends at the time could get through the book.

My next attempt was trying to get the college Psychiatrist, who I went to help for with my difficulty in study, to read Dianetics, and he read some and couldn't make any sense of it. So no go there either.

But this is your story, so I will just sit back and read as you continue your story.

:drama:
 

Markus

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Thanks....

.....for sharing your story! looking forward to read more.

Love

Markus
 

Div6

Crusader
Pot, Benzedrine and L. Ron Hubbard.....sounds about right. :)


I am enjoying this one already!

Please, continue...
 

Carmel

Crusader
Hi Challenge,

A lot of us here are so interested in the period of time that you have started to tell us about. Take your time, and know that we will appreciate anything and everything that you are happy to share with us.

Looking forward to the next installment. :)

Love,
Carmel
 

scooter

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Wow, what an opening to a story. :thumbsup:

When you're ready to post more, I'm ready to read it. :) :drama:
 
Far out!

Wow Challenge what a story! I'm in awe of your ability to tell it how it is. What crappy things people can get up to!

I hope your fingers are not to weary now and you will write more :)

Carolyn

PS. Is that really my husband in that picture above - he looks like Colonal Sanders from Kentucky Fried Chicken!
 

Voltaire's Child

Fool on the Hill
Very important and beneficial that this account- and others, too, of course-be posted and that as many people as possible read them.
 

Sassy

Patron Meritorious
Wow....my stomach aches for what you went through. The horrors for a young girl, pre-teen girl and young woman! Cheers to you for getting your story out. Sounds like you've healed. God Bless! :thumbsup:
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Challenge

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Thanks all of you who are interested in my poor story. Don't cry for me , Argentina. Interestingly enough, those sexual transgressions never came up in my auditing. Maybe that's why I told them to you guys. Whatever, in late 1951, I went on out to Phoenix. The place was called "the Psycological Research Foundation". It was a house with a front porch or entry. A doorbell. This nerdy looking dude ( Evans Farber) answered the bell. He speared me with his eyes and said " Try not to walk around 3 feet behind your head"!

chlng
 

Tiger Lily

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Wow Challenge, what a story. I'm sorry you had to deal with so much. . . and that it didn't get handled like you hoped it would. That seems very common.

Waiting to hear more whenever you are ready. I'm very interested in how things were those early years; this is fascinating.

-TL
 

RogerB

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Memories O' Memories

This nerdy looking dude ( Evans Farber) answered the bell. He speared me with his eyes and said " Try not to walk around 3 feet behind your head"!

chlng

You do know how to create suspense my dear! :yes: :goodjob:

So . . . tell, tell. How did you respond cum handle the command?

(I didn't know it was around that early)

Roger

:drama: :drama:
 

FoTi

Crusader
Thanks all of you who are interested in my poor story. Don't cry for me , Argentina. Interestingly enough, those sexual transgressions never came up in my auditing. Maybe that's why I told them to you guys. Whatever, in late 1951, I went on out to Phoenix. The place was called "the Psycological Research Foundation". It was a house with a front porch or entry. A doorbell. This nerdy looking dude ( Evans Farber) answered the bell. He speared me with his eyes and said " Try not to walk around 3 feet behind your head"!

chlng

:roflmao: Challenge, you're a trip.

Please continue. :drama:
 
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