While living in Wyoming I managed an apartment complex that housed out-patients from the state mental health hospital. I was hired because of being a Scientologist - they knew I could handle the dysfunction. I succeeded beyond their hopes and I’m pleased to say I left lasting impressions for the better in the lives of my tenants and I made my presence known in a community of Psychs. The community will never be the same so long as the seeds of truth I sewed continue to grow in my absence. Knowledge mushrooms, by the bushel-full when shared.

     People are quite thirsty for the knowledge of truth.

     I can honestly say - that had I not been a Scientologist - I’d have become yet another statistic of managers that couldn’t handle the insanity of the tenants. My handbook became a Bible to me and I survived as a result; the best part of it all, is that through sharing of Scientology, my tenants actually had changes occurring in their lives as well.