Funny thing, I have been told by so many of my friends that I have a magnetic personality and that I draw men like flies.
I was never hard up for a date when I lived in Montreal. All kind of guys in the hall and other cong. had this thing for me. I was approcached by a bro. from Georgia,USA and he wanted me so bad, he begged me to come to Georgia and he said he will treat me like a queen and this is with a man I had just met for five minutes. Another really cute Polish bro. liked me and wanted to get together with me, however two things were not permitting it, I didn't speak Polish, his family were very sweet and liked me to, but my french wasn't suffice to become involved with this sweetie and I spoke no Polish, but we enjoy ed smiling at each other all the t ime in the meetings. Another French cutie was a real dare devil, wasn't sitting well with the elders got told to stay away from him. I didn't listen he invited me outside the KH to get into his gorgeous convertible. He looked like James Dean with blonde hair. He spoke broken english like I spoke broken french hey but the language of love was good enough for me. Another sweet brother got baptized so I would go out with him and in fact we became engaged until my parents felt he was to old for me and made my life a living hell. He was handicapped but his body functioned well as his best friend met with me and he told me that the bro. was shy to bring that to my attention. Everyday much to the chagrin of my parents he bought me a corsage everyday. We would meet for lunch everyday. My parents didn't know this until one Saturday Morning we went to the res turant my friend and I frequented and the well meaning waitress says to me, "Oh Terry where is Don today"? My parents gave me this intense evil eye and asked me what was going on. YOu see I would take the corsage off prior to enterng our home and kept them hidden. They were mad I had kept this from t hem even though I was 18 they felt they should know all the details. Like I am a kid.
Of course my dad and his gutter thinking suspected I may have done some wrong doing as a bro.as a brother doesn't take a lady to lunch and give her flowers everyday with out thinking he should be getting something on the side. Dirty minded elder my dad was. I literally despised his evil mind. He couldn't trust me. Some father eh?
This young brother from Sault St . Marie came to Montreal along with eight other pioneers. I was the only pioneer left in our hall and so the overseer says to me Terry your conduct will either keep these new ones with us or you'll break them. I thought to myself what the hell has gotton into this brother . Was his mind dirty too. Henry was perfect for me we were so much alike and the same elder and other elders admonished him to not become involved with me as they saw good potential in him to become a real assest to the organziation. Pissed me off hugely as well as the others that came from SSM. We were all great friends and got along like wer were the best of friends for ever. One of them went on to become a District Overseer. Gee I must have done something rigth.. Funny thing Henry did marry a sister, I believe she had some kids and anyway th e next thing I heard several years latter that he was disfellowshipped and had he married me we would have been happy togther as he was so nice, not so handsome but nevertheless true in his heart. That is what matters to me.
I had better stop here or I will end up sounding like abad girl, but I wasn't I just had like I said a magnetic personality. I was always invited to parties to tell stories. I was a Story Teller, I loved story telling and would twist childrens stories to have a more interesting finish. Or I would make up a completely new story and we were all around a fire in a sisters back yard and we had a grand time. I was popular and I do believe that the elders were thinking I was a bad example. I have no idea why because I was a good person and did all theocratic activities and was recieved well by the French Canadien witnesses. the elders of course were all english and some form out west and other provinces. I suppose they felt I was just to big for my britches. Yes I am big, but not britches, Maybe I was a dickens and that is what the brothers liked about me, What they saw is what they got and I was in no way pretentious. I was who I was, like it or not those elders were just plain cruel. and couldn't stand a young sister to be happy. One evening the elders and myself and a few others were invited to an Egyptian family's home for a feast. I was really quiet because these elders didn't like me. Even the sister having us said, "Terry your so quiet tonight, aren't you going to act like that apostle Paul' I said I wasn't feeling the best, I was lying of course but I sure as heck wasn't going to be myself so that they could condemn me for being funny..
Many many years later that one elder in particular approached me at a convention and he was with his wife and they apologized for the harsh treatment he heaped upon me for many years. I thought to my self what is this, he is now humbly making amends with me or was their another reason. I will never know but one thing is true he knew deep down how the friends in the congregations liked me. Maybe he realized he was wrong all along.
Orangefatcat
Orangefatcat
