Thanks, Genny [again] and for refreshing our memory of your unique place in all of this.  That was wonderful.

My wife still regrets dropping off her little son at childcare at the Indian Center or in the Kittridge Bldg. unsupervised!!!!  He's fine now.  Maybe you and him played together and that's why he's doing really well now in life.  And like you, never "received the Knowledge."  Oh, but you two were effected by all of the hoopla, for sure.

 

Yes, I saw 1560 Race Street with my own eyes last summer.  What a dump it has become.  Failing.  A sad property.

Re: the procession carrying Rawat in his flowered mala and crown down in Florida when you were still using your sipppy cup:  I built that place! Me and my friends.  Premies all.  Two years in a row!!!  A little city for 20,000.  What an unbelievable venture.  But later in life I realized that the joy I felt that day was self-induced while seeing the same thing as you, I guess. But be certain that I was not sitting on my Daddy's shoulders.  He wouldn't even take off his shoes when he picked me up at the ashram after satsang one time -- before you were born.  Just plain wouldn't do it.  East Coast bias and arrogance.  A statement kind of guy in a Tony Soprano kind of way.

  

The thing that made me pick up this computer and type (and respond to you) was your statement about being dedicated to not taking shit (and the part about being dedicated to being nice to others, as well, of course).   RIGHT THE F ON, [SISTER... I MEAN] YOUNG LADY. 

Thanks for that post. OTS