D L Henderson
1 min readSep 16, 2024

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When I was in Berkely CA, tryin to live the Hippie lifestyle, an early form of a Scientology recruiting office opened just downstairs and a couple buildings down. As a "Seeker" my curiosity got the better of me and I walked in and sat down. The woman at the desk began a "scientific" analysis of my "spiritual" condition. The results were, of course, that I was in dire need of their help - which would .include buying the leader's book and more analysis - which included more money to participate... Lucky for me I was living on biscuits and honey and cigarette butts I picked up by the bus stop... and I wasn't as stupid as I must have looked... the analysis involved two painted soup cans I held in my hands which were attached to a voltmeter... I knew a little about the existence of cults which this one obviously was. (Yet, I almost got ensnared by a different one, but a close friend turned me away from it.) By the by, the use of "Tongues" and things similar to Biblical traditions taught by the Apostles quickly remined me of the techniques of counterfeiting twenty dollar bills... not for nothing.

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D L Henderson

Born 1950; HS 1968; Born again 1972; Cornell ILR; Steward, Local President/Business Agent; Husband, father, grandfather; winner/loser/everything in between