Please come to the source, I will answer all your questions.

[_marg]

Sorry I got your last name wrong Robert...I've changed my error through-out thread.

[_RobertPitsor]

Yes, they are both me. Just at different ages. Now and when I was about four.

Robert,

Is that you in the Avatar sketch?

[_RobertPitsor]

Two did tell, as I remember. Shortly after the first moved. The second now claims nothing happened. Yet, curiously is very close to Gordon Conger. According to My ex-attorney.

The baptismal font was not mentioned in the paper as it was for the court proceedings, per attorney directions. No, it was not at the Temple. That happened at Seattle 1st Ward. Along with other area's in the church. I would rather not talk about those, but I will if asked.

You should know Paul L. Lewis has confirmed my story of Motel 6 to some degree to the Bishop who requested a letter about his re-baptism.

The scouting program at that time was a mecca for pedophils, I am afraid so is the church as they still do not run back ground checks on who is with the children. Least that was my understanding a few years ago. I hope that has changed.

Here is your post and my comments, Robert.

I am sorry for Negleting your post. Thank you Harmony for correcting me to it.

Don't apologize to me. You did nothing wrong!

I am prepared to answer any question. Thank you for your concern!

My main concern, right now, is that you have a chance to tell your story if that is what you most need to do.

First the appartment room. It was not a room as you think. It was an a appartment building with a indoor swimming pool. We the scouts and I were there to earn our swimming merit badge. We were to jump in at one point fully clothed and tred water for a specified time. Then learn how to use wet clothes as floatation. Joe, was a friend of the person who lived in that appartment building and also a member of the church. I was not the only one abused at this location and during this event.

Why didn't any of the boys tell, Robert? Or did they tell and were ignored? Was he alone with the group?

Before we go on, you may want to know Joe has been in jail in the midwest for child molestion and the Church knows of 10+ boys he has abused. (In several states)

Good. He left you in a mental jail. He deserves nothing less than physical jail and deserves alot more than that.

Joe likes swimming pools, hence the one at the appartment building, the Naval Station and the Batismal Font.

The baptismal font (to my knowledge) is something that was not in any article that I'd read.

How did that happen, Robert? Were you alone with him? How did he manage to get you alone in the Ward building. (I'm assuming that you are NOT talking about the font in the Seattle Temple, but the Ward baptismal font)

The appartment room and swimming pool mentioned in the paper I assume are one in the same. Unless it was speaking of the one at the Sandpoint Naval Station. Which also had the steam room behind it.

I think the article was poorly worded. My impression is that it was talking about an apartment AND a steam room. Plus the swimming pool.

The Motel 6 incedent was a ruse. I was called to babysit his children. He had other plans, stating he had an argument at home and we would make a night of it. I and my mother did not know of this till I was on the freeway (I90), hence the kidnapping.

The articles NEVER say that, Robert. They also never say that the swimming pool incident had anything to do with a scouting activity. THAT'S why I thought your mom was allowing him to have access to you to go to different places that had nothing to do with scouts. That's why I thought your Mom was responsible. I'm sorry. I apologize to you for that.

While the last was not "Church" related, the Church knew of his previous actions and took no steps to warn me or my mother.

Rob

And they let him be a scout leader!

.

[_RobertPitsor]

Thank you for you kind words and thoughts. I am glad I am able to enlighted the group.

Some days are hard, I would be lying to say otherwise. My wish is that the Church still keeps its promise and afford me therapy.

Robert:

Thank you for taking the time to correct any errors in the original newspaper story.

You have my deepest sympathies for what happened to you.

How are you holding up, day-by-day?

[_RobertPitsor]

Huge settlement? I have recieved nothing! The lawsuit was droped without prejiduce. Get your facts, Right!

While the last was not "Church" related, the Church knew of his previous actions and took no steps to warn me or my mother.

Was that established in court? That the church/bishop knew of his past, and called him to be a scout master? Because that alone would be grounds for a lawsuit, and a huge settlement.

[_Jersey Girl]

Robert,

If you happened to have looked for a reply here, I didn't forget you, I just got sidetracked.

Jersey,
You ask a Great question!

I've tried to ask the questions that will allow you to speak about your experiences and to set the record straight as you wanted to.

I have DID or Dissocoiative Identity Disorder. Formaly known as Multiple Personality Disorder.

I knew about this, Robert.

I did not discover this until 1998 then went into denial until the assault in 2002. At that time a lot of strange things were happening along with past memories.

In a nut shell a peronsality held the abuse memories of Paul L. Lewis, that "Rob" was unaware of. So the trust I had for him was still intact.

DID is very complex, and no it did not start with Paul. It started with my family of origin, yet he did not help matters at all, in fact the abuse created different personalities to hold those memories/actions, to keep me sane.

I didn't know that you had developed DID prior to the abuse. I honestly don't know what to say about it. Words fail me. I think I'm impressed with the fact that our minds can protect us in that way.

I hope that now that I have revealed this, I am not thought less of. You are talking to Rob and only him.

I knew it beforehand, Robert. I don't mind saying that I was a little freaked out by your appearance here on account of the DID, because I didn't know what to expect. It never made me think less of you...it made me think less of myself. I don't mind saying that now, if there were other personalities that wished to post, I would be okay with that. I could handle it. I would make myself handle it if it would help you in some way.

I have been to 3 inpatient programs (self check in or willingly) to learn all I can about my disorder.

Robert, it took so much courage for you to come on to this board. You had a strong need to tell the truth. When I think of what happened to you, it makes my heart sink so low, that I have to remind myself to breathe while I'm posting to you. If you have more that you need to say on this board, I promise that I'll read it.

Tell me, Robert, what do you do in your life that gives you joy? What makes you laugh?

[_harmony]

Huge settlement? I have recieved nothing! The lawsuit was droped without prejiduce. Get your facts, Right!

Since it was dropped without prejudice, you can refile at any time. If the church knew of his past actions, then they should be made to pay.

[_Jersey Girl]

Robert,

There is something I want to give to you. It's a song. About two years ago, I sat in an audience and on the stage were three people. One of whom, was Tom Hunter. He strummed his guitar and started to sing and what he sang, just floored me at the time. I'm going to give you the whole song and then, I'm going to post it again and send messages to you inside of the lyrics. I hope that makes sense! I hope that *I* make sense!

Memories
by Tom Hunter

What do you remember from the time you were a child?
Do you think of moments memory knows well?
Are there little things like trinkets you carry with you now,
That trigger stories memory wants to tell?
Like the people, or the places, the fun or food or games,
Like family trips or chores or how you played,
Is it painful? Is it pleasant? Is it somewhere in between?
Are there things you always wished that you could say?

May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

What songs and smells and gatherings come easily to mind?
What have you learned of love from who loved you?
Do the memories need forgiveness to free them from the past,
And find a future you can still make new?


May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

And what about the children you find around you now?
Are you making time to sing and talk and play?
So someday they'll have memories of love and being loved,
Protection that'll never go away.


May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

My messages to you...

Memories
by Tom Hunter

What do you remember from the time you were a child?
Do you think of moments memory knows well?
Are there little things like trinkets you carry with you now,
That trigger stories memory wants to tell?

Remember the good memories, Robert, and treasure them. Camp on them. Even if all it ever was, was a rainy day in Washington and the rainbow over Mt. Rainer :-) or the sight of ferns made more green when they are wet with rain.

Like the people, or the places, the fun or food or games,
Like family trips or chores or how you played,
Is it painful? Is it pleasant? Is it somewhere in between?
Are there things you always wished that you could say?

Say them, Robert. Even if the people who hurt you aren't there to hear them. Say what you need to say about the painful things and don't stop saying them so long as you feel a need to say them. Someone else could be listening. Sometimes when we find the courage to talk about the painful things that happened, other people find courage inside of themselves. People who need to say things that THEY have never said before.

May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,

Let your experiences from childhood, lead you to be whatever you are capable of being. Draw on them for wisdom in how to treat others, how to approach others and use what you know. You know things about life that no one else does.

And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

The good memories are what we can draw on when things go so wrong. Keep them and call them to mind over and over again, when you need something to help you through.

What songs and smells and gatherings come easily to mind?
What have you learned of love from who loved you?

Did someone in your life love you, Robert? In the middle of all that chaos and pain, was there someone who genuinely loved you? That's the person that you keep inside of you, the person who made you feel "more" instead of those who made you feel "less".

Do the memories need forgiveness to free them from the past,
And find a future you can still make new?

No matter what happened to you, so long as you have another day, you have a chance at a future. You take the "old you" with you, Robert, but you can still move forward.

And what about the children you find around you now?
Are you making time to sing and talk and play?
So someday they'll have memories of love and being loved,
Protection that'll never go away.

I believe that everyone has wisdom gained from their childhood. Take the child, Robert, and what he knows, and let him make a difference for another person. You have the power to make a difference. Even if all you have to offer, Robert, is a smile when you meet the eyes of someone. An adult or a child. That might be the only smile of affirmation that they've seen in weeks. Consider how powerful it could be if that one memory of you, is what helps them feel stronger. If that's what you have, give it and give it freely. If you have more, give more.


Sometimes what you give away, is what will fill you up. :-)

[_RobertPitsor]

All I want is the promises made. That can be done without a trial. It would take a long time for a trail. Plus finding a lawyer....

Huge settlement? I have recieved nothing! The lawsuit was droped without prejiduce. Get your facts, Right!

Since it was dropped without prejudice, you can refile at any time. If the church knew of his past actions, then they should be made to pay.

[_RobertPitsor]

Jersey,
While reading you're post, inside I was just sobbing. So many emotions were present and still are. Some days it feels like it all happened moments ago. Other days it is like.... well the best I can think of is getting shot in the knee, you know how not why. A stray bullet, an aimed shot, carelessness you just never know.

Instead of being a mentor to others, like I have been and am. I so would love to have one for myself.

Thanks for the offer of letting the "others" post. As I have been warned already about safety this may not be a safe enviroment for that, nor a therapudic enviroment. "They" have more details and I have no control over what would be said. So, to err on safety it will just me.

Robert,

There is something I want to give to you. It's a song. About two years ago, I sat in an audience and on the stage were three people. One of whom, was Tom Hunter. He strummed his guitar and started to sing and what he sang, just floored me at the time. I'm going to give you the whole song and then, I'm going to post it again and send messages to you inside of the lyrics. I hope that makes sense! I hope that *I* make sense!

Memories
by Tom Hunter

What do you remember from the time you were a child?
Do you think of moments memory knows well?
Are there little things like trinkets you carry with you now,
That trigger stories memory wants to tell?
Like the people, or the places, the fun or food or games,
Like family trips or chores or how you played,
Is it painful? Is it pleasant? Is it somewhere in between?
Are there things you always wished that you could say?

May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

What songs and smells and gatherings come easily to mind?
What have you learned of love from who loved you?
Do the memories need forgiveness to free them from the past,
And find a future you can still make new?


May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

And what about the children you find around you now?
Are you making time to sing and talk and play?
So someday they'll have memories of love and being loved,
Protection that'll never go away.


May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,
And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

My messages to you...

Memories
by Tom Hunter

What do you remember from the time you were a child?
Do you think of moments memory knows well?
Are there little things like trinkets you carry with you now,
That trigger stories memory wants to tell?

Remember the good memories, Robert, and treasure them. Camp on them. Even if all it ever was, was a rainy day in Washington and the rainbow over Mt. Rainer :-) or the sight of ferns made more green when they are wet with rain.

Like the people, or the places, the fun or food or games,
Like family trips or chores or how you played,
Is it painful? Is it pleasant? Is it somewhere in between?
Are there things you always wished that you could say?

Say them, Robert. Even if the people who hurt you aren't there to hear them. Say what you need to say about the painful things and don't stop saying them so long as you feel a need to say them. Someone else could be listening. Sometimes when we find the courage to talk about the painful things that happened, other people find courage inside of themselves. People who need to say things that THEY have never said before.

May the memories wrap their arms around you,
May your childhood take you by the hand,

Let your experiences from childhood, lead you to be whatever you are capable of being. Draw on them for wisdom in how to treat others, how to approach others and use what you know. You know things about life that no one else does.

And may what you remember find healing when it hurts,
So the memories will protect you when they can.

The good memories are what we can draw on when things go so wrong. Keep them and call them to mind over and over again, when you need something to help you through.

What songs and smells and gatherings come easily to mind?
What have you learned of love from who loved you?

Did someone in your life love you, Robert? In the middle of all that chaos and pain, was there someone who genuinely loved you? That's the person that you keep inside of you, the person who made you feel "more" instead of those who made you feel "less".

Do the memories need forgiveness to free them from the past,
And find a future you can still make new?

No matter what happened to you, so long as you have another day, you have a chance at a future. You take the "old you" with you, Robert, but you can still move forward.

And what about the children you find around you now?
Are you making time to sing and talk and play?
So someday they'll have memories of love and being loved,
Protection that'll never go away.

I believe that everyone has wisdom gained from their childhood. Take the child, Robert, and what he knows, and let him make a difference for another person. You have the power to make a difference. Even if all you have to offer, Robert, is a smile when you meet the eyes of someone. An adult or a child. That might be the only smile of affirmation that they've seen in weeks. Consider how powerful it could be if that one memory of you, is what helps them feel stronger. If that's what you have, give it and give it freely. If you have more, give more.


Sometimes what you give away, is what will fill you up. :-)