ello, my name is Steven McRoberts, and here is a little bit about myself:

     I was born in Maryland, somewhere called the Prince William County Hospital. I've never been back to since. Spent most of my growing up life in a little town called Monroe, Virgina. This place was basically a town full of 'old' people (old at the time was anyone over twenty!), and very few youngsters. Still a great place to grow up, lots of places to explore and paint with the imagination of youth. As I grew up, I progressed from one school to another, lived thru my parents divorce and managed somehow to graduate high school. Then, like a damn fool, entered the Army less than a month after turning 18. Over all, I don't think it was a bad choice, but it felt like it for the first couple of years in anyhow. I did Basic Training in Ft. Dix, New Jersey, (which has since closed!! yeah!) and managed to be barely noticed the entire way through (A major feat as anyone who's been thru basic training can tell you!).

     So, I survived Basic Training, not a big deal. Lots of people have, anybody can if they want to. Then the Army sent me to Ft. Devens, Mass. for about 12 months to learn how to repair receiver electronics. I had to take a month off to get a hernia repaired (that I got in a Basic during a 3 mile run, but didn't know I had until I discussed it with my Mother, a registered nurse) so the training took a bit looooonger than it should have. This I also made through somehow. Then came time to get shipped out to my first duty station. Now, I told these fellows that I wanted to go to Germany. Know where they sent me? Sinop, Turkey! Out inna blasted boonies!!! A little peninsula out into the Black Sea. Any further north, and Bam! yer in the USSR Now they say I can't blab about what went on there, but the only thing worth mentioning anyway is now that station is closed down too, and they turned it over the Turkish Gov't with my thanks!!!

      So, here I am at the end of my tour in Sinop, and I have, in my Delighted little hand, orders to Finally go to Germany!!!! I was 7 days from stepping on the plane flight to my target destination, then what happens! Saddam Huiesain does his little invasion of Kuwait thing and Bam! I'm locked into Sinop for another 3 months!!! What a let down!! Then around about April of 1991, my delightful commander volunteers me and 11 other unlucky people who where there past their time, to go down to Saudi Arabia and play inna sand box for a couple of months. I just was too happy to hear that! (Me and my roommate at the time, who also got volunteered, went out and got plastered, I really don't remember the rest of that night!)

     After getting back to Sinop (as if I wanted to go there in the first place) from the Desert, seems they changed my orders. I was no longer bound for Germany! I was going to Hawaii next. This, at the time, did not seem so bad. (Little did I know...) I got to Hawaii after a visit with my folks, and found myself on a post on a very beautiful island. This might not be so bad, I thinks to myself. Then I meet the unit. Positively the most weirdest and screwed up group I had the displeasure to have to deal with.

     Then toward the end of '91, a roommate of mine hands me this thing out of the newspaper that is talking about Scientology. I was unfamiliar with that, but it also mentioned Dianetics which I had seen on my Mother's bedside table once or twice. I read through the flyer, and it sounded interesting enough to check out. So the next day I went and acquired a copy of Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health, and read it cover to cover. Can't say I understood all of it (it was a bit technical, and had a lot of words I didn't know) but I got something very important out of that book, that there is a reason why I was having trouble with people, and with my emotions, and more importantly, there was something I could do about it. Now, I probably would have just put it down or got somebody interested enough to try it, but as it happens, I got a bit tweaked at the little tear out cards in the paperback copy that I had, and ripped them all out.

     Then I noticed that one was for a 'free personality test.' I thought this would be interesting to do and sent it in. So, after doing the test and going to the Organization here in Honolulu, I bought another book and read it, and continued that for a while. The stuff I have encountered in Scientology has always made a lot of sense once I understood it, and when I used it, it has always worked. So, read some books, they are really cool once you get into them and get most of the big words cleared!!!