My pleasure, Mike.

Thank you so much for your generous donation to the Aftermath Foundation. It will be put to good use.

Correction: I haven’t had a single headache since April 1979.

I’ve read that Scientologists often have their biggest wins early on. That’s my story: two years into Scientology, all the bad migraines I’d experienced this lifetime blew during… an assessment. It gave the “No Interference Zone” a whole new meaning. I haven’t had a single headache since April 1978.

Thank, Lily R, for pointing out the fact that Scientology, after 37 years of dedication to their cause, no longer benefits from my contribution. From 2013 to 2015, I washed dishes almost every evening at a soup kitchen that sits a block away from “Big Blue” — PAC Base in Los Angeles. The experience helped reunite me with my Christian upbringing.

In addition, I’d go to the corner of Sunset Blvd. and Vermont Ave. and observe Body Routers who couldn’t differentiate between people who they could dupe into going to Los Angeles Org and people who were hungry and just needed a place to stay. That difference can sometimes be a fine line, yes, but you have to look in order to see it. Looking involves compassion and understanding. Those BRs only wanted Bodies in the Shop.

It’s educational to be able to share what happened to us, the choices we made, etc. when we were in Scientology, ExScnStaff. Sometimes, it’s an eye-opener.

In my case, being declared had the efficacious result that I’ve never received promo.

Fred, you are on the short list for longest time ever in the non-interference zone.
That was quite a laundry list of postings. You were clearly a dedicated giver. I’m so happy you get to give your good self to people who are not Scientologists.

Jere Lull, Sorry, but that’s way too logical. Keep the files where they belong?
Surely that’s not necessary. This is Scientology, we have postulates and shit, right?
I picture someone’s Roomba chewing up the contents of the CF files as it robotically goes back and forth in thre corner of the Reg’s office.

I actually pulled off the “no forwarding address” for a long while, and then the upper orgs apparently did something to try to get current addresses that gave them my home address.

Bear in mind the only places that have my home address for mailing things are the landlord and utility companies. All of my banks have a P.O. Box. Which really says something scary about whatever sources of personal information they’re using. (The fact they have access to flight information to chase down runaways seconds that notion.)