The Little Thread Which Grew - the Apollo '73 to Everything But

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  1. lkwdblds

    lkwdblds Crusader

    My experience gives some insights of how things were when LRH was around and was even aboard ship on the Apollo in late 1973. The amazing things to me were the ineptness of the Sea Org in carrying out nearly all cycles I was involved in and the terrible waste of potentially valuable manpower.

    I had been in the Sea Org for about 2 years at a Pac org in the Treasury Division and was very successful there and was holding down a fairly large area of responsibility and out of nowhere, I was ordered to leave my Org and become staff on the Apollo. I was excited about going "to work with Ron" and felt that destiny was calling me. On the downside, a large hole was left in the staff of my Org which, of course, was eventually filed.

    I had assumed that the Apollo was an Org of the elite OT's of the world and would be run totally on policy, especially with LRH on board. I was a Dianetic Completion and Grade IV release at the time so I figured I would be low on the totem pole but I was eager to learn and fit in. I thought that at this top management Org on the planet, there would be high comraderie and almost a feeling of being in an elite brotherhood. Two months of being there thoroughly disabused me of my naive attitude!

    From the beginning almost everything went wrong. All cycles, small and large were mishandled. To shorten this story, I will list the outpoints rather than do a narrative of them.

    1. Arriving at the Lisbon airport, I called a secrete phone number I had been given and made contact with the Apollo. I was told that a driver would pick me up in about 1 hour but it took over 6 hours for him to show up! It was so deflating being kept waiting for 6 hours in a small room at an airport and then receiving no apology from the driver or anybody else.

    2. Routing on I had one suitcase and a box with all my OEC Volumes. I was told that I was to be posted in Treasury and to leave my suitcase down in the berthing area and my box of OEC volumes in Treasury division while I went on my routing form. When I got to Treasury, I thought I would be welcomed eagerly by my fellow staff, since I would probably lighten their work loads a little, but instead I was given the cold shoulder. No one would talk to me and looked annoyed that I was there. Also, I was told there was no desk for me and there was no place to leave my OEC Volumes. I set them on the floor near an unoccupied desk of a guy who was at study and went to do the rounting form. I completed it in a little under 2 hours and went back to Treasury but my box of OEC Volumes was gone. No one there showed any interest in helping me find it and knew nothing about it. They were busy and did not want to be bothered. As it turned out, the Volumes were never found. I looked in the courserooms and the Qual Library and they were gone. Maybe someone threw the box overboard, I would not be surprised. I had paid hundreds of dollars for the entire set of OEC volumes.

    3. The Personnel Officer was Maria Starkey, wife of the Captain, Norman. She was perhaps the most evil person I have ever met. She told me I was going to be the new Purchasing Officer and I would be given lists of materials to get price quotes on. She said LRH had recently done an "eval" and found the Apollo was not getting 3 bids on each item, as policy called for, so he had a phone installed on the Apollo and I was the new person who would use this phone to get the price quotes. She said the Org would save lots of money by getting price quotes. I protested that I did not speak Portuguese and Starkey said that was WOG think. As a Sea Org member, I could do any job I was given and she told me it make it go right.

    4. When I went back to Treasury Division to begin, I was given no Hat Write Up. I was just told to "START!" I was given a list of items including CO2 gas for fire extinguishers and teakwood. I had 2 years of Spanish in high school and I was sitting there scared and caved in. My entire hat was getting phone quotes for items in Portugal but I spoke no Portuguese. I tried doing some "reach and withdraw" on the telephone and finally made the first call using my high school Spanish and when a live operator came on the line I tried to talk hesitatingly in broken Spanish and she just hung up on me. I complained to an Exec, John Braggin, who sat near me that I should not be posted here. He knew Portuguese and made a call for me and got some quotes. Captain Norman Starkey came by and asked what the problem was and I told him. He said that intention was senior to language and picked up the phone and spoke with great intention to the operator - "Ingles, Ingles".
    The operator got someone who spoke English and he gave me the phone and I got more quotes. Starkey left and I picked up the phone and said Ingles, Ingles and the operator hung up on me again. The intention was just not strong enough in me. Anyway, I had my quotes and there was nothing else on my list for now so I went off to try and find my tech volumes.

    The nex day, I found out with great joy that LRH had done a new "eval" and had appointed 5 new Programs Chiefs for the Flag Bureaux, which was understaffed, and I was one of them, I was to be be programs chief for CCLA. All 5 of us new appointees were to route onto the Data Evaluators course immediately. The problem was that we needed to have completed the Data Evaluators' Course in order to do "evals" and I had just routed on and would have to go on post totally unhatted until this rather long course was completed. Never fear, I was sure I would start on a low gradient as Programs Chief in training and that my senior would take me under her wing and take the time to hat me and groove me into the post. THIS MADE SENSE, HOW COULD IT BE ANY OTHER WAY? My senior, Sandy Wilhere, was tied with Maria Starkey for the most evil person I ever met. She was hostile to me from the first second. I was told that I was not in training and that I was the Programs Chief for CCLA. I told her I had just routed on to course to learn how to do Evals and this was only my first day of a long course so how could I be expected to do them. She said the usual, a Sea Org member has no case on post and can do any post given him or her. I said that is absurd. I said if that was the case, why did auditors have to go through years of training to be a class 8, why couldn't a new person just go in and do the post of Class 8 auditor. She told me I was nattering and that LRH says a Sea Org member is expected to do any job assigned.

    5. I said okay and that I would make it go right but could she please hand me her Hat Write Up. She said that there was no Hat Write Up and for me to just START! I was shocked. I said that this is the Flag Ship, LRH is onbaoard so how is it possible that there is no Hat Write Up, A thru J, for your post. She said there is no hat write up and just START!.

    6. I spent nearly 3 days doing my first eval and proudly presented it to Sandy for her inspection. She scanned it for about 15 seconds and then said, "This is just Bullshit." and she tore it up into pieces. I complained that she just scanned the first page, how did she know so quickly that it was no good. She ordered me to cramming and ordered a lot of Method 9 word clearing done on me. Two days later, I fixed the eval and thought I had improved it but this time she only scanned for 7 seconds and this one she threw in the waste basket and then stomped on it violently with her shoes over and over saying that the eval was just crap. Story to be continued .......


    Second installment of my story.
    The Data Evaluators Course had Mary Sue, Diana, Quentin and Suzette all enrolled on it. It was exciting to hear their names called at roll call and to hear them answer "Here." The course supervisor was a tall guy with blondish hair from New York City, I believe his name was Dave Cohen. The last time I went in to AOLA in 2003, he was on staff there. I consider him to be a fine guy and good staff member.

    THE SITUATION WHICH I WAS ASSIGNED TO EVALUATE AS MY FIRST DUTY ON POST - CCLA had been started by Yvonne Gillham (Jentzch) in 1969 based on an LRH program and by 1970 it had grown to 150 staff members and was a growing and active Org. They did have some legitimate Celebrities on their lines almost from the beginning. Two early celebrities were actor Steven Boyd and Candice Bergen, daughter of an extremely well known ventroloquist, and an actress and personality in her own right. Steven Boyd was very big at the time after co starring in the Movie "Ben Hur" with Charleton Heston. Unfortunately for CCLA, Boyd had dropped out just before I arrived in early 1971 and Bergen was on her way out. The other names were Chick Correa, and actress Karen Black, who was making a big splash in Hollywood at the time. There were also actors Geoffry Lewis and Robert F Lyons, Rock groups David Bowie, and Edwin Bear, etc. Behind the scenes there were some very big names such as Director Erniest Lehman and movie exec and acting coach Milton Katsellas. Lehman did not want it publicized that he was a Scientlogist but he came in for auditing on a regular basis. One of the biggest behind the scenes type of celebrities was Flo Barnett, who became David Miscavige's mother-in-law years later. She got the famous star Shelly Winters into the Org to have dinner with the staff and got Anne Francis to do the comm course.

    Despite the above list of Celebrities, most of the people on lines were not celebrities and by 1973 CCLA was getting a reputation for being just an upstat Class 4 Org rather than a real Celebrity Centre. If a guy with a good job came in and had money to purchase services, CCLA would enroll him or her with no questions asked. LRH had defined a celebrity as, "someone who excelled in the fields of entertainment, sports, science and busines AND THEIR ENTOURAGES". He was looking for "opinion leaders", people who rank and file people turn to for cues on what was in and what was out in society. The term celebrity was made a little broader by saying that it was someone who was celebrated in his field. If a guy was a successful stockbroker or computer programmer at Boeing or somesuch, the rules were bent a little by Yvonne to enroll him even though he was not really a Celebrity as per LRH's definition. I was taken in under these bent rules and I certainly was not a celebrity in any sense of the word.

    When I got instructed to do an "eval" on why CCLA was becoming a large upstat Class IV Org but not a Celebrity Centre, I felt that I already knew the "why" and already knew how to correct it. I had already thought about this situation long and hard before I arrived at the Apollo and I wrote to Yvonne and told her my observations and how to fix them. At the staff meetings, every Thursday night, all 27 Gross Divisional Statistics (GDS's) were shown to the staff along with their graphs and 3 week and 6 week trends. CCLA had a Division 6 stat called, "New Bodies in the Shop." It had to do with how many new people were in the Org taking a service or participating in an activity for the current week. The word "bodies" was the key to the whole eval as far as I was concerned. Using the word bodies, instead of people or prospects or something more dignified than just bodies tends to belittle the public and non Scientology field. Every class 4 Org as well as the Advanced Orgs and the St. Hill Orgs had this GDS. I do not know where the term came from but it must have been coined by LRH since he gave each division a GDS when he created the Org Board. In some businesses, it might fit well, such as the catering business. If the company knew how many bodies were to be at an event, they would know how much food to cook. For a Celebrity Centre it definitely was not the correct GDS!!

    When Sandy gave me the eval to do, I read it and immediately blurted out that I already knew the "Why", To tell her this was a big mistake. She told me my idea was absurd and to just do the eval according to policy and come up with the right why. The first two evals I did I described in my first installment. On the third try, I had been on the course for over a week and tried to apply the tech. No matter how I tried, I could not suppress the concept that if Div 6 was shooting for more and more bodies in the shop on a weekly basis, that is what they were going to get. Why would the number of real Celebrities into the Org increase if none of the GDS's were pushing for more celebrites in the shop? I tried to approach it from another angle in eval form but in the end, I arrived at a similar why as before embellished with some other findings. Sandy exploded after reading about 15 seconds into my third eval and ripped it up in front of my eyes. She sent me to cramming and wrote big reports about me to the cramming officer. After cramming, I wrote a 4th eval wherein I found a completely different why. I thought the 4th eval was terrible myself as it was just a half hearted effort to placate Sandy. She read it, tore it up and assigned me Danger. She said she was going to bypass me and do the eval herself. I eventually read her eval and it was a very complex document, using all the correct terminology and giving a program to correct the situation which consisted of many targets and orders and so forth which I did not think it would have any effect on getting in more Celebrities.

    READING THE TELEXES - I was still on the Evaluators Course but was no longer allowed to write Evals so I did the only thing left in my hat which was to read the telexes coming in from all around the world that related to Celebrity Centre L.A..
    PTS CITY - Most of the stuff coming in had to do with panics, emergency scenes needing handling and non optimum situations. There was some good news too. Eddie Robin, who was a billiards player and lived at CCLA had won the American Billiard Championship and the news was sent to LRH. It cheered him up and he put something about it in the Orders of the Day, a sort of Ship newsletter. The Class IV Hamburg Org in Germany was doing $50,000 a week.This was very good news. Some people who were going to Germany to audit Dianetics wanted the R3R commands in German. I speak fair German myself but one of the other Programs Chiefs was from Germany and she helped me put the R3R commands into German for them. There was an Scientologist from the early 1950's, Hap Hazard, who was into aeronautics and wrote articles for an Airplane magazine in the 1970's and he got an article published in the Airplane magazines about LRH's barstorming aircraft activities of the early 1930's, including stunt flying and daredevil feats. LRH got very good press from this magazine.

    That was about it for the good news. The bad news outnumbered the good news by a wide margin. I will give two examples. Celebrity Centre was only doing about $7,000 per week GI in 1973, the biggest week ever was around $12,000
    while there would be low weeks in the $3,500 range. A 1973 dollar was probably about $5 in today's money. One week, just before I left for the Apollo, CCLA sent a two person team to Peter Gillham's Scientology center in Phoenix to sign up new Phoenix public to come to CCLA to do their Academy Level training packages which were $1,000 each. The two person team, a single rock singer and a married Div 6 woman traveled together and they brought back twenty $1,000 training packages worth $20,000 to CCLA in August or September. Added to CCLA's regular income of a little over $5,000, the Org did $25,000 doubling their previous all time high. There was a big party thrown at CCLA to celebrate. Not so fast though, the $20,000 was put up by a business man on the beginning communications course in Phoenix and it was only a loan and he was to be paid back with interest in full within 60 days. When it came time to repay the man his loan, no one in Phoenix knew anything about it and they referred him to CCLA. CCLA was not made aware the money had to be paid back and it was exposed that their 2 person team had an out 2D. CC did not have anywhere near that kind of money so the bill ended up at World Wide headquarters and the man was threatening a lawsuit. A lot of people at CCLA were busted over this fiasco and even Yvonne was assigned some kind of condition. Flag paid the investor off with interest and for the next month, CCLA staff received no pay Base pay (which was only $10 per week). and ate rice and beans and all the CCLA gross income except the barest essentials such as rice, beans, phone, electricity, rent and postage was taken by Flag as repayment. The repurcusions this had on the staff caused very low moral because none of the rank and file staff had anything to do with creating this problem. I guess, they were going along with current think in the Orgs among management, "they just pulled it in" due to earlier out-ethics.

    GOOD NEWS TURNS TO BAD AND THE FINAL BOMB THAT ENDS MY STINT AS PROGRAMS CHIEF - Flo Barnett actually brought movie icon Rock Hudson into the Center. He was having personal problems and she found his ruin and got him to agree to an auditing demonstration session. Also, a Scientologist living in Santa Barbara, Cal. knew Jane Russel, an enormously famous Hollywood sex symbol of the 1940's and 1950's and sold her a Dianetics book. Yvonne, in her exuberance, telexed an exageration that Jane Russel was reading Dianetics and Rock Hudson was in session. LRH reacted very positively and wanted to send support from Flag to make sure that these stars received "kid gloves" treatment". Alas, before LRH could react, a class 6 auditor took Rock Hudson in session over a "present time problem" having to do with his car being parked at a meter on the street with only 45 minutes left on the timer. The auditor, Carmine, took him in and even though Hudson had a small win and F/N, Carmine decided to keep going for a major win which was against the orders of his CS. Rock Hudson blew session to handle the parking meter, had bad indicators and never returned and Jane Russel, though paying $3 or $4 for her book, never actually had any interest in reading it.

    The bomb that finished me off was that Building Inspectors from the City of Los Angeles visited the Celebrity Centre at 1809 W. 8th St and cited the building which was putting on nightly shows and serving food and refreshments as unlicensed to serve food and not equipped to put on shows where over a hundred people attended each night. The electrical wiring did not meet code and the building was deemed a fire trap. The officials were friendly and helpful but they gave Celebrity Centre a limited amount of time to get the proper licensing and bring the building up to code or to vacate. Immediately, there was a huge panic and it ended up on my desk. I talked to my friend Al Bouton, a great guy, who was Estates Programs Chief. He was already working on solutions and was investigating different buildings where the Org could move to. It had already been decided that it would cost too much to bring W. 8th St. to code. I sent some telexes to Yvonne telling her that we were working on getting the Org a new building and she would be hearing from us son. She was in a panic, sending telexes daily requesting help. Remember, I had never even been given a basic hat write up so I had no chart showing the flow lines of my post. I had no hat training on the structure of World WIde Management and who to contact there. Anyway, LRH's messenger came to my berthing a couple of nights later and told me I was removed from post and that I was to stay up 24 hours and work on sorting files in the hold of the ship. I SAW HERE THAT THE "LITTLE GUY" OR "MINOR PLAYER" which was personified by me, or in the case of Celebrity Centre, the whole rank and file staff being denied their pay over something they had absolutely no knowledge of were TAKING THE FALL for oversights instigated by upper level management and the leadership.

    A FALSE ACCUSATION MADE BY LRH HIMSELF TO ME - After I was removed from post, an LRH messenger came to my berthing area with a message from the Commodore. The messenger said that the Commodore knew about the funds I had embezzled from CCLA Treasury and I was not to go to sleep but to stay up all night sorting folders in the hold of the ship. I protested to the messenger, saying I gave CCLA all my money and never took a penny from them except my pay. The messenger said in a questioning voice, "You did not embezzle CCLA money?" I said absolutely not !! The messenger left and returned about 5 minutes later. She said, "The Commodore says that you have lied before about crimes you have committed but this time you are not going to get away with it.." I told her to tell the Commodore I would work out of my lower condition on the EPF and would be back as a contributing staff member. She left and did not return.

    MAJOR CHANGE IN MY THOUGHT PATTERN - I believed that LRH knew everything and could read minds. I knew also that I was 100% scrupulously honest at CCLA and never took a penny. I had new information now that LRH was not infallible. I still greatly admired him and was reverent toward him but I knew for sure something that few staff members have experienced directly. LRH did not automatically know everything and could be wrong on serious matters. As my career in Scientology progressed, this tidbit of knowledge made me stronger and helped me to think more clearly when the chips were down.

    My next installment will be on my stint on the EPF but I am going to end off for now...........
     
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  2. HappyGirl

    HappyGirl Gold Meritorious Patron

    :welcome: lkwdblds! Please continue. :drama:
     
  3. Thrak

    Thrak Gold Meritorious Patron

    The more of these stories I read the more revolting it becomes. What a farce this whole thing is.
     
  4. scooter

    scooter Gold Meritorious Patron

    :welcome: lkwdblds - thanks for your insight into the Most Ethical Group On The Planet.

    Moar? :drama:
     
  5. sallydannce

    sallydannce Gold Meritorious Patron

    A warm welcome lkwdblds!

    Intention is senior to language...what a laugh! Really helpful bit of data that - not! Reality is reality.

    Looking forward to hearing more from you.
     
  6. Kookaburra

    Kookaburra Gold Meritorious Patron

    Welcome to the board, lkwdblds!

    :welcome:

    This sounds like the beginning of a great story.
     
  7. Lesolee (Sith Lord)

    Lesolee (Sith Lord) Patron Meritorious

    :hysterical: :hysterical: :hysterical:

    :aliengreeting:

    Oh, this is going to be good. There is no need to shorten the story … from our point of view. You can tell us as much as you like.
    :carryon: :typing:

    :drama: :waiting: :drama:
     
    Last edited: Feb 28, 2009
  8. Tiger Lily

    Tiger Lily Gold Meritorious Patron

    Wow! :welcome:

    Glad you're here. If there had been a way for this stuff to get out in the '50's and '60's there would have been no COS today. This is unbelievable! :no:

    Thank you for posting all this, can't wait to hear more.

    -TL
     
  9. Tim Skog

    Tim Skog Silver Meritorious Patron

    Welcome to the board lkwdblds. Great story. Can't wait to hear more.
     
  10. EP - Ethics Particle

    EP - Ethics Particle Gold Meritorious Patron

    Ditto!

    :thumbsup: For finding the right place! :happydance:

    EP
     
  11. dchoiceisalwaysrs

    dchoiceisalwaysrs Gold Meritorious Patron

    Welcome lkwdblds.

    Yep, Mankind's last call to reason:omg:
     
  12. Telepathetic

    Telepathetic Gold Meritorious Patron

    Welcome lkwdblds,

    Please continue your story.:yes:

    To one degree or another we all went through this bullshit.:omg:

    TP
     
  13. DartSmohen

    DartSmohen Silver Meritorious Patron

    Maria Starkey came on board as Maria Bosslar, a REAL Afrikaaner. She was Norman's (then) girlfriend. Her arrogance was incredible, so Mal (Chief Eng) and I decided to take her down a peg.:eyeroll:

    On the aft well deck, in front of a load of guys, we got her to stand up straight, shoulders back, stomach in and take a DEEP breath. Well, Maria, (at least in those days) had a fine set of knockers. She stood there with her chest sticking out and there was a huge round of applause from all the guys standing around. :omg:

    She went as red as a beetroot :dieslaughing: :woohoo:

    After that she was no trouble at all.

    Norman wasn't about to say anything because he was on the deck laughing at what had happened. Besides, he was my junior.

    Sandy Wilhere used to be Sandy Stevens. When she was with me she was a lot of fun and very lively. However, she is Phyll Stevens step-daughter and I can assume her later nuttiness has a lot to do with that fact.

    By the time you got to the ship, all the real livewires has moved on, leaving behind a festering pot of drones. It must have been a real nightmare joining that lot. :angry:

    Dart
     
  14. Leon

    Leon Gold Meritorious Patron

    Hey hey hey. Ahem!

    REAL Afrikaners are REAL nice people.
     
  15. Lohan2008

    Lohan2008 Gold Meritorious Patron

    g'day

    Good' day from Australia :kangaroo:
    :welcome:
     
  16. Voltaire's Child

    Voltaire's Child Fool on the Hill

    Fascinating. I want to hear more.
     
  17. Carmel

    Carmel Crusader

    Welcome lkwdblds. :)

    Interesting to hear about the Apollo at the time, from your perspective. Crikey!

    Looking forward to hearing more, and glad to have ya on the board. :thumbsup:

    Cheers,
    Carmel
     
  18. ozzie

    ozzie Patron with Honors

    Welcome!

    I must know you as I was there at that time, especially if you were a management chief. I worked in AVU along with Suzette and a number of other people.

    I don't know that I particularly agree with your description of the people you met when you first came on board, but I do know that a lot of wild stuff did occur before and after that period. Though there were some really good times with some of the people on the ship. I hope your experience there was not all bad, as was mine. We were not all drones and were not all bad, there were many fine people there who did their darndest to make things happen for the better.

    Anyway, welcome!

    Ozzie
     
  19. lkwdblds

    lkwdblds Crusader

    The old days-Aboard the Apollo-1973- EPF

    After being removed from the post of Programs Chief CCLA by LRH via a messenger's visit, I was assigned to the EPF, this turned out to be the best part of my 2 month tenure at Flag. The Sea Org had two training ships docked at San Pedro in the Los Angeles area, the Excalibur and the Bolivar. They were submarine chasers from World War II. Where The Apollo was about 350 feet long, these 2 ships were about half that length and they were much narrower than the Apollo. I had been down to train on them twice, doing my Able Bodied Seaman Course and a Hygiene Course. I enjoyed my stints there and learned a lot.

    As a result, I fit right in the EPF, the Estates Project Force. The RPF did not exist at the time, in late 1973, but I believe it came into existence in mid to late 1974. I was about LRH's exact size, being 5'11 1/2" tall and I was a little overweight at about 210. We were docked in Lisbon and would go up the coast a bit to Oporto, Portugal and then out to a beautiful island controlled by Portugal, called Madiera with a very beautiful and European type capital city called Funchal. We also sailed to Cadiz in Spain and then to the Canary Islands off the coast of Spain, the main port there was Las Palmas, and I believe there was another one called Tenerife where we would stop.

    The EPF consisted of MEST work on the ship plus puting in 2 1/2 hours of study time each day. I had been removed from the Data Evaluator's course and I don't remember what course I studied but I think it had to do with ship Navigation because I remember learning about radar and going to the ship's radar area and doing some drills, triangulation and such. The MEST work was often, chipping rust from metal areas and then touching up the paint and swabbing the decks. We arose about 7:30 AM and did calistenics on the bridge for about 15 minutes and then had about 45 minutes for breakfast. The breakfasts were fantastic, much like a big buffet breakfast in a restaurant. There were large vats of scrambled eggs, plates of bacon and sausage, plates piled with stacks of pancakes. They also had all the coffee, orange choice and milk you wanted and for lighter eaters they had granola. We could eat all we wanted and it was good food and delicious. I made friends with some of the guys and girls and my tone level began to go up.

    I was pretty stable mentally and emotionally, having recently completed my grades but my two failed postings descibed earlier plus being accused by LRH of embezzlling funds from CCLA Treassury had shaken me up quite a bit. Naturally I introverted and was thinking of this stuff a lot and I felt the fault was something to do with my case but I still thought that being put on a post where you did not speak the language and/or you have no hatting was wrong. I wanted very much to send LRH a letter on the SO1 line to the effect that some of his policies were causing good staff to be blown off. I didn't have the courage to do this because I felt my condition was too low but I made a mental note to do it when I was in a higher condition.

    Besides, coming up tone, my body was doing great. Even though I was eating like a horse, especially for breakfast, I noticed my belt had to be tightened three extra notches from when I started the EPF. 10 or so hours every day working in the fresh sea air under clear sunny skies was rejuvinating my body as well as my spirits. I gave kudos to LRH in my mind. He had developed MEST work, fresh air, exercise, good food and not much pressure or stress in carrying out the duties of the EPF Post, as the remedy for a tone level drop after failing on a post and I thought it was a terricfic and spot on remedy.

    A COUPLE OF EPF ANECTDOTES - After a about 1 week swabbing decks and chipping rust, a group of us was transfered to help out in the galley. We had to go down a circular ladder about 2 floors below decks and get a beef carcas from the freezer, weighing 90 to 100 lb, carry it up the ladder and then take it down the promenade deck to the other end of the ship to the galley and then down ome flight into the galley. I was young and had worked out often in a gym and I thought I was in good shape. Even so, I could not carry the 100 lb carcas up two flights of stairs and down the promenade deck alone. By the way, walking down the promenade deck, we could look into LRH's cabin and usually would see him at work at his desk - it looked like he was CSing folders. Getting back to my story, it would take two of us to carry the meat up the ladder and accross the promenade deck.

    WAYNE MARPLE - He was an experienced fairly high ranking Sea Org member who got put on the EPF for some sort of minor infraction and he showed up while I was working in the galley. While two of us were struggling, getting a carcass out of the freezer, Wayne Marple ran into the freezer, grabbed a carcass and threw it over his shoulder. He almost ran to the stairs, said something derogatory to me and my helper in a friendly manner, something like, "Get out of my way you "candy asses"! and he almost flew up 2 flights of stairs without stopping. On the promenade deck he was running the whole way and then down into the galley to unload and then he ran back to get another carcass. It looked like he could do one whole cycle in under 10 minutes while two of us were taking close to 25 minutes! I could not believe his performance and looked up to him greatly as a model to pattern myself after. I told my partner I was going to do it myself and I did the beef run alone after that and dropped my time down to maybe 22 minutes but there was no way I could come close to Marple's performance. To this day I think of him as an example of what one person can do when group agreement says that it can't be done!

    THE MATEUS WINERY - All staff were called for a briefing given by Jon Horwich, Diana Hubbard's husband. Our shore story was that we were executives being trained under OTC and one of the ports we were docked in wanted to give the ships personnel a tour to the MATEUS WINERY which had been in business since the 1600's and of which the government was very proud. Horwich asked for volunteers to go on the trip. He said that if there were no volunteers, he would order people to go because it would cause a big "shore flap" if the Apollo turned down this offer. I eagerly raised my hand and I believe one other guy raised his. No one else wanted to take time off post to take this "WOG" trip. Horwhich picked about 28 Sea Org members who did not want to go along with the two volunteers and we had a full bus of "executives" to go on the field trip. I really enjoyed the trip and I realized that I was different from the others and maybe I just was not sea Org material. I just did not seem to have the dedication and the intention to succeed at the Apollo, even though I had done very well at CCLA.

    HCO NEEDS A DRIVER - MY CHANCE TO PROVE MY WORTH ONCE MORE
    Time passed quickly on the EPF, I was doing great and my pants were now about 5 inches too wide at the waist. (When I left the ship, I immediately weighed at the first opportunity and had dropped from 209 to 186 in just over a month of the EPF despite eating like a horse.) One day, I got my wallet out of my pants to get some "escudos", local money for a vending machine. Some guy new to the EPF saw I had a California driver's license and went crazy with delight. He asked me if I would be willing to make runs to the post office, airport and stores because HCO was desparate for a driver and no body in HCO had a valid driver's license. I was so excited, I said yes, yes, I would love to have that post, what do I do? He said to just go see Maria Starkey and she would appoint me immediately. I said I don't know about that because she hates my guts and I may not have completed the end phenomena of the EPF. The guy guaranteed me that Maria Starkey would appoint me immediately so I went to see her. The moment I entered her area, she snarled at me with a viscious hateful sneer and said "What do you want."

    I told her that I had a valid driver's license and that I was doing fine now after 5 weeks on the EPF and that I had observed Wayne Marple and he inspired me as to what a Sea Org member could do and I wanted to start doing a post again. She snarled that I was not ready yet to leave the EPF. I asked in a friendly manner just how long she thought I still had to go on the EPF. She said not to worry about it that when I was ready, she would let me know. I said what am I looking at, a week, a month, 6 monts, a year? She just said again that she would let me know. Something snapped inside me and I felt that this was my life and that if I did not stand up for myself, I would be "sold down the river" by viscious people like her. She did not care anything about me and seemed to hate me and I was still young and had my whole life to live and if I acquiesced and just walked out, I was at her mercy. I therefore, pressed her for what I would have to do to get off the EPF and take this post. She snarled back that I would have to retrain all my Sea Org basic courses I flashed back that I was not going to retrain my Sea Org Basics. I had learned them perfectly and I was one of CCLA's top staff members for 2 years to prove it. I said that the reason I failed at the Apollo had to do with my not being hatted for the posts I was assigned. She said that if I refused to retrain I would be routed out. I asked about being sent back to CCLA to resume my Treasury post. I said that while I was programs Chief, I found out CCLA was floundering and they could use my help and I am already hatted there and could step back into my old post. She said that it is policy that no one can fail at a higher level Org and than go back to their lower level Org. I asked, "Why not?" That doesn't make any sense. She said that thats the "Old Man's" policy and it must be followed. I said that I had never seen that policy and I'd like to read it. She said, this conversation is over, you are either going to retrain your basics or we are routing you out. I said, "Route me out of here immediately!" She said "Are you sure?" I said "Yes, can you start the routing form immediatley. She said she would do that and that instead of the EPF, I could just file for the MAA and Medical Officer until my routing form was finished and I had to have a Comm Ev before I could leave.

    MY BERTHING - I started off in regular standard berthing. Since there were no clothes dryers aboard and we could not leave the ship and we could not hang our laundry out to dry, the staff hung wet laundry from the corners of their lockers. The berthing area smelled like a cesspool. As programs chief, I was moved up to semi-exec berthing. After I was busted, I was back in standard berthing and then a new guy was given my bunk and I went to a very dingy berth. When I decided to route out, I was moved up front to the paint locker. There were 3 stacked bunks in there and I was on the first row. My nose was touching the springs above me so I had to sleep on my back all night and I could not turn over.

    The MAA was Stuart Morreau, he was a very nice guy and after a while he took a liking to me and tried to talk me out of leaving. I refused to change my mind. In filing for the MAA and Medical officer, I was unsupervised and so read many of the reports before I filed them. I learned a lot of "skinny" or news tidbits regarding the staff. In the MO files, LRH had a folder and I found out he had a motorcycle accident earlier in the year and injured his shoulder and was treated by the the MLO, Medical Liason Officer). I filed for a couple of weeks and everyone was too busy to make time for my comm ev. My birthday passed one day while I was filing. I missed my family and pre Scientology friends who made a big deal on my birthday. I was all alone and no one knew it was my birthday, this was a real low point in my life.

    I BRING MATTERS TO A HEAD AND LEAVE THE SEA ORG - The ship had liberty, one day off, every two weeks if your stats were up. I was not supposed to go on liberty but I decided to go anyway. I walked off the gangplank in Funchal Madeira with a large group of staff. I had money on me and rented a hotel room for about $10 and did some sight seeing. The Org had taken my passport and put it in a lockable filing cabinet the day I arrived. I decided to go to the U.S. Embassy and tell them I lost my passport and see if they would give me a temporary one. If they did, I had enough on me to buy a one way ticket to Los Angeles and I would leave. The official at the Embassy asked me my social security number and where and how I lost my passport. I said I did not know where I lost it. By using my social security number he said to me, "You are from the Yacht Apollo. I admitted that I was and he said, you need to go back there and look for your passport before I can issue you a temporary one. I then admittted that the Apollo had locked it up and that I had a falling out with them and I was afraid to face them to ask for it back. He insisted that I go back there and retrieve my passport.
    I walked back there and as I approached the gangplank, I heard some guys yell out, "There he is" They grabbed me, headed by John Braggin. I told them the story that I was routing out and that I couldn't leave until I had a Comm Ev and everyone in HCO was too busy to take time off for my Comm Ev. Braggin and the others were civil to me and did their jobs well and without malice. I was considered a big security risk so they put pressure on to have the comm eved and it was called within about two days. The had charges printed up having to do with me not handling CCLA's problem with being cited by the L.A. Building Department for fire violations and not working through the night helping CCLA until the emergency was handled. I just stated that I came there to help. I was assigned an area I wasn't trained in and I was not given any hat write up nor was I introduced to any other person on my flow lines. My senior seemed to hate me, shunned me and invalidated me at every turn and it was ridiculous to assign this problem to me. I mentioned that 3 more CCLA program's chiefs were posted and then dismissed in the 6 weeks since I left the post. Two lasted only 1 week and the other refused to take the post due to absence of a hat write up and hat turnover. They just sighed at my Wog like attitude and I said to just find me guilty and get this fiasco over with. They did and I was assigned the state of "Confusion" but I was not declared an SP. I was told I would have to pay my freeloaders debt and work up to the condition of Normal before I could go back into the Orgs and that I was to deal only with Peter Alvet, FOLO Ethics in L.A.. The next day they gave me an air ticket to L.A. so I did not have to pay it. You will not believe this but I had over $500 in 1973 money on me in travelers checks, equivalent to about $2,500 today and I was thinking of touring around in Portugal and Spain before flying home. They said absolutely no to that, then something happened that reminded me of the classic Western Movies when the sheriff tells the bad guy to leave town before sundown. They told me, I had to be off the island by 1:00 PM or I would receive terrible penalties such as being declared suppressive.

    PARTING SHOT FROM A TEENAGE MIKE MAUER - A blond kid, Mike Mauer was my last contact before leaving the ship, he was 18 or 19. He gave me my airplane ticket and read me some LRH policy wherein it states that anyone who wants to leave the Sea Org is either INSANE OR INCOMPETENT! I told him I was neither and he said that LRH says you are. With that, I went off the ship to catch my vehicle to the airport. A blonde lady in her mid 50's whom I had seen at CCLA but never talked to was just leaving the Apollo after having received auditing there and was also going to the airport. She wanted to sit with me all the way to New York, including a stopover for several hours in Barcelona or was it Madrid?. I told her I was being offloaded in a lower condition and was not supposed to talk to anyone except from the Ethics office and she said she did not care about that. She could see I was a nice guy and wanted a Scientologist to accompany her on the flight. I said fine and we had a great time getting to know one another. In New York, she and I broke up, I was going to L.A. and she somewhere else. I called my parents from New York and told them I would be home in about 5 hours and would they please pick me up at the L.A. Airport. They were not Scientologists and were just thrilled that I was coming home.

    SUMMARY - Compared to stories in the 1990's and 2000's from Gold and other Orgs, my story, as terriftying as I think it is, is quite tame. There was no barbed wire, no guns, we could read a newspaper, hear music and news on the radio. I could talk to my accusers and present m opinions. Its true that an opposing opinion was never seriously entertained and was always considered natter. Also, I received no security checks and was never on an E meter the whole time I was there except for some Word Clearing. IN RETROSPECT, IT IS HARD TO BELEIVE THAT I WAS ALLOWED TO GO WITH NO SEC CHECKING OR AUDITING BEING DONE ON ME. My mind was spinning with what hat happened to me. I was a ticking time bomb who had information which was portentially detrimental and they just let me go with all this venom and confusion trapped in my mind. I want this to be known to let people know that leaving Scientology in 1973 was magnitudes easier and less debilitating than doining so say in the 1990's but still it was no picnic. To me this is fact and should be part of the public record.

    So ends Part 3. In part 4 I will described how I immediately paid my debts, did the conditions formulas and got back on course at CCLA and auditing lines at ASHO.
     
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  20. Tim Skog

    Tim Skog Silver Meritorious Patron

    Welcome lkwdblds and great introductory story. I look forward to more of your story.
     
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