Robert Ackerly
Bobby BEL [Chris Wheat]
Aquarian Temple BEL
I was the owner of the Euphoria Coffee Gallery in Pasadena 1965-66, never sold a drug in my life. We got to experience Owsley's first batch & saw some flying saucers with 4 or 5 girls I did not know.
The Joker & Me, Owsley & Bob Thomas and the girls.
Later Owsley said "The BEL Was a Ship Of Fools"
What we didn't know then was The Joker & Me, Bob & Owsley were BEL & Merry Pranksters.
The Magic Candy Men
I tried the first batch of Orange Sunshine with TT Tunnel & The Farmer in Dodge
when they were working for the county of Laguna Beach.
Can you pass the 50 Year Anniversary Acid Test........
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3L3ZZufiuU
BEL Did A Smuggler's Blues Trip with Bill Walton when the Portland Trail Blazers won the Pennant. The Camper got busted in Mazatlan Mexico. Bill Walton went down there and negotiated their release, partied with the police, A Fun Raiser that made me PROUD TO KNOW BILL WALTON. He did not shrink from the exposure to his Career, or the consequences of his actions, walked into to the vipers nest with Love in his heart, no fear. I had the Pleasure of seeing The Portland Trail Blazers win that pennant in Primo seats, and after each game Bill would sit on the steps in side the house, take off his shoes and we would fire up a Thai Buddha Stick. We Love you BILL PEACEOUT
http://www.sunshinedaydream.biz/Grateful-Dead--Bill-Walton-
AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL
The Joker & Me, Owsley & Bob Thomas and the girls.
Later Owsley said "The BEL Was a Ship Of Fools"
What we didn't know then was The Joker & Me, Bob & Owsley were BEL & Merry Pranksters.
The Magic Candy Men
I tried the first batch of Orange Sunshine with TT Tunnel & The Farmer in Dodge
when they were working for the county of Laguna Beach.
Can you pass the 50 Year Anniversary Acid Test........
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3L3ZZufiuU
BEL Did A Smuggler's Blues Trip with Bill Walton when the Portland Trail Blazers won the Pennant. The Camper got busted in Mazatlan Mexico. Bill Walton went down there and negotiated their release, partied with the police, A Fun Raiser that made me PROUD TO KNOW BILL WALTON. He did not shrink from the exposure to his Career, or the consequences of his actions, walked into to the vipers nest with Love in his heart, no fear. I had the Pleasure of seeing The Portland Trail Blazers win that pennant in Primo seats, and after each game Bill would sit on the steps in side the house, take off his shoes and we would fire up a Thai Buddha Stick. We Love you BILL PEACEOUT
http://www.sunshinedaydream.biz/Grateful-Dead--Bill-Walton-
AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL
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We were formed in 1957 at Fremont Jr. High School in Anaheim. The Blue Jackets. We were tried and tested, proved to be true and real, No rats, rips, lies or slander, watch each Brothers back, what is mine is yours Forever that’s where It Is At. Our Code of honor was upheld for 8 years before the Western Hi, Modjeska Canyon, Laguna Beach, The Ranch and Maui Folks came along. Even thieves have a code that only lasts as long as their interest hold. The BEL interests are a spiritual foundation based on Eternal Love.
From the "Book of Bobby":
The founders of the Brotherhood are in this order J.C. Tunnel, Farmer John the Baptist, Tommy Tunnel, Bill Erskine, Garry Cutbirth, Mike Beason, and Me. Mike and Joe Buffalow told me JC dropped the first dose and told John T was God. JC and his girl friend were the unmentioned couple that got busted running the border and then split on him. --Bobby BEL
J.C. Tunnel, John Griggs, Tommy Tunnel , Freddy Tunnel, Gary Cutbirth, Mike Beason, Mike Donahey, Eddie Padilla, Butch Clay, Jimmy Dale, Roger Mayer, Johnny Daw, were influences into the BEL in 1957 to 1962. My Best Friends at that time were J.C. Tunnel, Tommy Tunnel, Bill Erskine, Gary Cutbirth, Butch Clay, Mike Beason and Mike Donahey. J.C. Tunnel, Freddy Tunnel,
Mike Beason, Mike Donahey, Jimmy Dale Have Gone Over the Rainbow Bridge to the Sunshine of Eternal Love,
THE BROTHERHOOD CAME TOGETHER IN 1957 FROM FREMONT JR HI AND LATER ANAHEIM HIGH, AS THE BLUE JACKETS IN HIGH SCHOOL, THE OUTCASTS, STREET SWEEPERS, AMBLERS, THEN THE BEL. THE BROTHERHOOD BOND OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP -- ONE FOR ALL ALL FOR ONE -- WAS CARRIED OVER THROUGH FROM SCHOOL AND SPORTS TO DRUGS AND HEROIN. THE DRUG TRIP TO THE LSD TRIP.
J.C. TUNNEL GAVE HIS BROTHER TOMMY AND COUSIN JOHN THE GUN TO PROCURE THE FIRST LSD DOSES BY RIP OFF. NO ONE KNOWS THIS INFO AT THIS TIME. JOHN'S NEW BABY ATE THE FIRST DOSE. JOE BUFFALO TOLD ME JOHN HAD THE GUN POINTED TO HIS TEMPLE HE WAS SO DISTRAUGHT AND SCARED. JOE TOLD JOHN TO TRY IT FIRST. J.C. DROPPED THE FIRST DOSE ACCORDING TO JOE BUFFALO AND MIKE BEASON AND TOLD JOHN IT WAS GOD.
THERE ARE SO MANY STORIES ABOUT THE BEGINNING OF THE BEL IN THE LATE 50's AND EARLY 60's. THE ONES THAT CAME AFTER DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT US AND WROTE SOME FUNNY, NOT REAL STUFF IN THEIR BOOKS.
A FEW ARE TRYING TO WRITE OUR HISTORY FOR THEIR PERSONAL GRATIFICATION AND PROFIT AT THE EXPENSE OF THE ORIGINAL BEL BROS.
THE AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL IS A BROTHERHOOD OF ETERNAL LOVE BRANCH IN THE HAIGHT. THE FIRST HIPPIE MINISTERS ON TV AND THE NEWSPAPERS.
I CAME TO THE HAIGHT FROM PASADENA AS A FUGITIVE FOR NOT CUTTING MY HAIR AND RIDING A FREIGHT TRAIN.
I OWNED THE "EUPHORIA COFFEE GALLERY" WITH BOB THOMAS, BUDDY MORGAN AND OWSLEY. WE PLANNED THE "LOVE INS" THERE AND TRIED BEAR'S NEW ACID.
THE "AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL" WAS FOR THE WANTED BROS THAT HAD TO LEAVE AND HIDE OUT FROM THE BUST IN ANAHEIM BY THE 1ST SNITCHES.
MOST OF THE NEW BEL ASSOCIATES FROM BUENA PARK, MODJESKA CANYON CHURCH, AND LAGUNA MYSTIC ARTS WORLD FOLKS NEVER KNEW WHO I WAS, AS I WAS USING THE NAME 'CHRIS WHEAT', AND THAT WAS BEFORE THEIR TIME WITH THE ORIGINAL BROTHERS FROM ANAHEIM, 1957.
THE TRUE STORY OF THE BEL BROS IS FAR FROM OUT AS MOST OF THE INFO COMES FROM RATS, RIP OFFS, LAMES, SHOPKEEPERS, AND COPS.
NOT ONE OF THE ORIGINAL BROS HAS BEEN INTERVIEWED YET BY ANYONE BUT ME, AND IM NOT GIVING THEM UP YET.
EVERYONE THAT BELIEVES IN HARMONY WITH NATURE, PEACE AND LOVE ON EARTH, THAT DOES GOOD , IS THE BROTHERHOOD OF ETERNAL LOVE. WE ARE ALL ONE IN THE SAME POND AND CAN CO-CREATE A BEAUTIFUL REALITY IN THIS BEAUTIFUL PLACE.
THE UNIVERSE HAS NATURAL DIVINE LAW AND ORDER AND WANTS GOOD FOR ITSELF. THE MAJORITY OF FOLKS HERE WANT GOOD FOR US ALL. YOU CAN NOT POOP FOOD AND EAT POOP. NOT ONE MEMBER OF THE CLASS OF '57, THE ORIGINAL BEL HAS BEEN INTERVIEWED. WE DID NOT HAVE RIPS AND SNITCHES TILL WE STARTED GROWING OUTSIDE OUR CIRCLE.
THERE ARE REAL BROTHERS THAT CAME AFTER AND THERE ARE HOLLOW ONES WITH NO LOVE IN THEM, ONLY $$$$$. WE CAN SEE NOW BY THEIR ACTIONS WHAT THEY ARE. EVERYTHING IS PERFECT, CREATED BY THE UNIVERSE AND WILL NEVER STOP BEING PERFECT. ALL THAT HAS HAPPENED IS FOR OUR EXPERIENCES. WE ARE HERE TO LEARN, LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE AND BE HAPPY TILL THE LAST BREATH. BEL IS THE SUN GOD OF AFGHANISTAN. THE BEL OF HARMONY WITH NATURE AND PEACE ON EARTH IS RINGING.
JOIN US.
Peaceout,
BOBBY BEL
The founders of the Brotherhood are in this order J.C. Tunnel, Farmer John the Baptist, Tommy Tunnel, Bill Erskine, Garry Cutbirth, Mike Beason, and Me. Mike and Joe Buffalow told me JC dropped the first dose and told John T was God. JC and his girl friend were the unmentioned couple that got busted running the border and then split on him. --Bobby BEL
J.C. Tunnel, John Griggs, Tommy Tunnel , Freddy Tunnel, Gary Cutbirth, Mike Beason, Mike Donahey, Eddie Padilla, Butch Clay, Jimmy Dale, Roger Mayer, Johnny Daw, were influences into the BEL in 1957 to 1962. My Best Friends at that time were J.C. Tunnel, Tommy Tunnel, Bill Erskine, Gary Cutbirth, Butch Clay, Mike Beason and Mike Donahey. J.C. Tunnel, Freddy Tunnel,
Mike Beason, Mike Donahey, Jimmy Dale Have Gone Over the Rainbow Bridge to the Sunshine of Eternal Love,
THE BROTHERHOOD CAME TOGETHER IN 1957 FROM FREMONT JR HI AND LATER ANAHEIM HIGH, AS THE BLUE JACKETS IN HIGH SCHOOL, THE OUTCASTS, STREET SWEEPERS, AMBLERS, THEN THE BEL. THE BROTHERHOOD BOND OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP -- ONE FOR ALL ALL FOR ONE -- WAS CARRIED OVER THROUGH FROM SCHOOL AND SPORTS TO DRUGS AND HEROIN. THE DRUG TRIP TO THE LSD TRIP.
J.C. TUNNEL GAVE HIS BROTHER TOMMY AND COUSIN JOHN THE GUN TO PROCURE THE FIRST LSD DOSES BY RIP OFF. NO ONE KNOWS THIS INFO AT THIS TIME. JOHN'S NEW BABY ATE THE FIRST DOSE. JOE BUFFALO TOLD ME JOHN HAD THE GUN POINTED TO HIS TEMPLE HE WAS SO DISTRAUGHT AND SCARED. JOE TOLD JOHN TO TRY IT FIRST. J.C. DROPPED THE FIRST DOSE ACCORDING TO JOE BUFFALO AND MIKE BEASON AND TOLD JOHN IT WAS GOD.
THERE ARE SO MANY STORIES ABOUT THE BEGINNING OF THE BEL IN THE LATE 50's AND EARLY 60's. THE ONES THAT CAME AFTER DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT US AND WROTE SOME FUNNY, NOT REAL STUFF IN THEIR BOOKS.
A FEW ARE TRYING TO WRITE OUR HISTORY FOR THEIR PERSONAL GRATIFICATION AND PROFIT AT THE EXPENSE OF THE ORIGINAL BEL BROS.
THE AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL IS A BROTHERHOOD OF ETERNAL LOVE BRANCH IN THE HAIGHT. THE FIRST HIPPIE MINISTERS ON TV AND THE NEWSPAPERS.
I CAME TO THE HAIGHT FROM PASADENA AS A FUGITIVE FOR NOT CUTTING MY HAIR AND RIDING A FREIGHT TRAIN.
I OWNED THE "EUPHORIA COFFEE GALLERY" WITH BOB THOMAS, BUDDY MORGAN AND OWSLEY. WE PLANNED THE "LOVE INS" THERE AND TRIED BEAR'S NEW ACID.
THE "AQUARIAN TEMPLE BEL" WAS FOR THE WANTED BROS THAT HAD TO LEAVE AND HIDE OUT FROM THE BUST IN ANAHEIM BY THE 1ST SNITCHES.
MOST OF THE NEW BEL ASSOCIATES FROM BUENA PARK, MODJESKA CANYON CHURCH, AND LAGUNA MYSTIC ARTS WORLD FOLKS NEVER KNEW WHO I WAS, AS I WAS USING THE NAME 'CHRIS WHEAT', AND THAT WAS BEFORE THEIR TIME WITH THE ORIGINAL BROTHERS FROM ANAHEIM, 1957.
THE TRUE STORY OF THE BEL BROS IS FAR FROM OUT AS MOST OF THE INFO COMES FROM RATS, RIP OFFS, LAMES, SHOPKEEPERS, AND COPS.
NOT ONE OF THE ORIGINAL BROS HAS BEEN INTERVIEWED YET BY ANYONE BUT ME, AND IM NOT GIVING THEM UP YET.
EVERYONE THAT BELIEVES IN HARMONY WITH NATURE, PEACE AND LOVE ON EARTH, THAT DOES GOOD , IS THE BROTHERHOOD OF ETERNAL LOVE. WE ARE ALL ONE IN THE SAME POND AND CAN CO-CREATE A BEAUTIFUL REALITY IN THIS BEAUTIFUL PLACE.
THE UNIVERSE HAS NATURAL DIVINE LAW AND ORDER AND WANTS GOOD FOR ITSELF. THE MAJORITY OF FOLKS HERE WANT GOOD FOR US ALL. YOU CAN NOT POOP FOOD AND EAT POOP. NOT ONE MEMBER OF THE CLASS OF '57, THE ORIGINAL BEL HAS BEEN INTERVIEWED. WE DID NOT HAVE RIPS AND SNITCHES TILL WE STARTED GROWING OUTSIDE OUR CIRCLE.
THERE ARE REAL BROTHERS THAT CAME AFTER AND THERE ARE HOLLOW ONES WITH NO LOVE IN THEM, ONLY $$$$$. WE CAN SEE NOW BY THEIR ACTIONS WHAT THEY ARE. EVERYTHING IS PERFECT, CREATED BY THE UNIVERSE AND WILL NEVER STOP BEING PERFECT. ALL THAT HAS HAPPENED IS FOR OUR EXPERIENCES. WE ARE HERE TO LEARN, LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE AND BE HAPPY TILL THE LAST BREATH. BEL IS THE SUN GOD OF AFGHANISTAN. THE BEL OF HARMONY WITH NATURE AND PEACE ON EARTH IS RINGING.
JOIN US.
Peaceout,
BOBBY BEL
Robert Ackerly, aka "Chris Wheat" in the 60s, in Haight Ashbury, circa 1968. An Anaheim-raised smuggler of Afghan hash
who often changed his appearance, Ackerly didn't like having his photo taken. Below, 1960, Anaheim High.
who often changed his appearance, Ackerly didn't like having his photo taken. Below, 1960, Anaheim High.
Before LSD
November 1963 Marysville:
J.C. Tunell, Lil Bil Erskine and Me, were at a Enlisted Mans Club, at Beal Air Force Base, having some drinks. Lil Bill was in the Air force, I was in the Navy, home on leave from West Pack, home ported in Japan on the USS Mauna Kea AE 22. J.C. couldn’t get in the service because of his record he did time for hanging out with his girl friend and Staling the fire /Chiefs car and cruzin Anaheim High School at Lunchtime with the siren blowing. I see J. C. talking to some dude, J.C. Had a Beer Mug and it ended up side the dudes head, it was on. Another fight, Oh boy.
Hay that was the way it way back then.
Don’t Look at Me !!!what you looking at!!!!!
Shutes, Lil Bill and I got busted when I was visiting him in Marysville at a Dance we were at. Some dude gave me some mouth so I knocked him down and was doing the 10 step on his chest, I saw this girl and asked her to dance, being loaded on Benes (white crosses speed ) and Jack Daniels, it all seemed to blend in one action. I was dancing and some one grabbed my arm, spun me around, so I got to smack him to. The cops came, arrested Me. They arrested Lil Bill for yanking a dude of my back, same like the Fullerton Teen Center, on my first leave from boot camp. J.C., Tommy, Lil Bill and Me had a go around,
I saw this girl and asked her to dance , she told two dudes something and they came at me, I smacked one and hit him on his eye bone while his buddy was swinging at me, Lil Bill yanked him off me, the other one and I were doing the swing around dance and ended in the girls bathroom fighting when the cops got there. The were leading me out an Lil Bill goes running to the front door and tackles a cop. We were in Jail , on my first leave from boot camp, I had a broken hand, with a cast, got time served, in Fullerton, then the Navy gave me some Admin warning for damaging Navy property.
My second leave from boot camp was during Hell Week at Newport Balboa and J.C. picked up a stop sign on a wooden pole, someone knocked over, and was caring it over his shoulder, like a cross, the police came, arrested J.C., Lil Bill said to the police, “you cant do that’ and they arrested him too. I said “Hey, you can't do that” and they arrested me too.
J.C. had to wash police cars; they called Lil Bill's and my Mom? The Navy marched me around and transported me back to San Diego.
November 22 1963.
J.C., Little Bill, his wife Virgie and I were cruzin through Oakland, when, On the Radio.. . President Kennedy is Shot, We looked at each other in horror, disbelief.. Cried out, cried tears, why.. why… why…. OMG , How can this be happening. We are all crying, in shock at the Crime against humanity all he was doing was trying to End the Fed reserve bank, give it back to the America people instead of their private club, owned by the Anti Nature Lord Rothschild, the Crown, The Vatican, the Cross, and The District Of Colombia Washington D.C. , the Sword, that’s how they rule you.
The world was changing.
Meanwhile back in Anaheim: John Griggs, Eddy Padilla, and the Boys went to the Santa Ana Riverbeds, to the HoBo Cardboard City, commenced to kick ass, and burn em out. Wow…. they wanted them to get a job?
Time will tell, just Who has Fell and Whose been Left Behind, when You go your way and I go mine.
What are the three city states and do they rule the world?
The flag in Washington's District of Columbia has 3 red stars, each symbolizing a city state within the three city empire. The three city empire consists of Washington D.C., London, and Vatican City. London is the corporate center of the three city states and controls the world economically. Washington's District of Columbia city state is in charge of the military, and the Vatican offers spiritual guidance. The constitution of the district of Columbia operates under a tyrannical roman law known as lex fori, which in no way resembles the U.S. constitution.
When congress passed the act of 1871, it created a separate corporate government for the District of Columbia. This allowed the District of Columbia to operate as a corporation outside the constitution.
If you take a moment to study some signed treaties and charters between the United States and Britain, you will find that the United States has always been a British crowned Colony. In 1606, King James (yes, the King James who revised the bible) signed the charter of Virginia. The charter granted Americas British forefathers a license to settle and colonize America. The charter also guaranteed future kings and queens of England would have sovereign authority over all citizens and colonized land in America.
In 1783, the Paris peace treaty was signed. This treaty identifies the King of England as the prince of the United States contradicting the belief that America won the war of independence. And although King George III of England gave up most claims over his American colonies, he kept his right to continue receiving payments for his business ventures of colonizing America. If America won the war of independence, why would the agree to pay reparations to the king.
When the 13th amendment to the constitution was passed, the U.S. president was made subservient to the King of England. The 13th Amendment (the title of nobility amendment) forbids U.S. officials from using royal titles like king, or prince. For some strange reason though, the 13th amendment which was ratified in 1810 no longer appears in current copies of the U.S. constitution.
The war of independence against the British bankrupted America and turned its citizens into debt slaves of the king. In 1812, the British torched and burned the white house and all U.S. government buildings to the ground, destroying many ratification records of the U.S. constitution.
Then, nearly a century later, a corrupt U.S. congress committed the biggest theft in world history. They passed Paul Warburgs federal reserve act of 1913, handing over Americas gold and silver reserves (and total control of Americas economy) to the federal reserve bank. Most Americans still believe the FED is owned by the government, but it is not. The FED is a privately owned banking system whose majority class A shareholders include the Rothschild's, Warburgs, J.P. Morgan, the Rockefeller's and the Lehman brothers.
Most U.S. citizens believe the United States is a country and the president is its leader, but the U.S. is not a country, it is a corporation, and the president is not our leader, he is the president of the corporation of the U.S. The president, along his elected officials work for the corporation, not for the American People.
So, who owns the giant U.S. corporation? Like Canada and Australia, whose leaders are prime ministers of the queen, and whose land is called crowned land, the U.S. is just another crowned colony. Crowned colonies are controlled by the empire of the three city states. Thus, the U.S. is controlled by the three city states.
Let's get into some symbolism. At the center of each city state are giant phallic shaped stone monuments called obelisks. In D.C. the obelisk is known as the Washington monument. It was dedicated to George Washington by the Freemason Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia. The secretive brotherhood of Freemasons laid the Washington obelisks cornerstone in 1848 and contributed 22 masonic memorial stones. 250 masonic lodges financed the Washington monument obelisk including the knights templar Masonic order.
http://www.facebook.com/l/ZAQFg4e2fAQG2-M9VPHn3uhbrBNkiR5F3s4ZJJ_oHWOpdmQ/www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeX46o3TMBc
November 1963 Marysville:
J.C. Tunell, Lil Bil Erskine and Me, were at a Enlisted Mans Club, at Beal Air Force Base, having some drinks. Lil Bill was in the Air force, I was in the Navy, home on leave from West Pack, home ported in Japan on the USS Mauna Kea AE 22. J.C. couldn’t get in the service because of his record he did time for hanging out with his girl friend and Staling the fire /Chiefs car and cruzin Anaheim High School at Lunchtime with the siren blowing. I see J. C. talking to some dude, J.C. Had a Beer Mug and it ended up side the dudes head, it was on. Another fight, Oh boy.
Hay that was the way it way back then.
Don’t Look at Me !!!what you looking at!!!!!
Shutes, Lil Bill and I got busted when I was visiting him in Marysville at a Dance we were at. Some dude gave me some mouth so I knocked him down and was doing the 10 step on his chest, I saw this girl and asked her to dance, being loaded on Benes (white crosses speed ) and Jack Daniels, it all seemed to blend in one action. I was dancing and some one grabbed my arm, spun me around, so I got to smack him to. The cops came, arrested Me. They arrested Lil Bill for yanking a dude of my back, same like the Fullerton Teen Center, on my first leave from boot camp. J.C., Tommy, Lil Bill and Me had a go around,
I saw this girl and asked her to dance , she told two dudes something and they came at me, I smacked one and hit him on his eye bone while his buddy was swinging at me, Lil Bill yanked him off me, the other one and I were doing the swing around dance and ended in the girls bathroom fighting when the cops got there. The were leading me out an Lil Bill goes running to the front door and tackles a cop. We were in Jail , on my first leave from boot camp, I had a broken hand, with a cast, got time served, in Fullerton, then the Navy gave me some Admin warning for damaging Navy property.
My second leave from boot camp was during Hell Week at Newport Balboa and J.C. picked up a stop sign on a wooden pole, someone knocked over, and was caring it over his shoulder, like a cross, the police came, arrested J.C., Lil Bill said to the police, “you cant do that’ and they arrested him too. I said “Hey, you can't do that” and they arrested me too.
J.C. had to wash police cars; they called Lil Bill's and my Mom? The Navy marched me around and transported me back to San Diego.
November 22 1963.
J.C., Little Bill, his wife Virgie and I were cruzin through Oakland, when, On the Radio.. . President Kennedy is Shot, We looked at each other in horror, disbelief.. Cried out, cried tears, why.. why… why…. OMG , How can this be happening. We are all crying, in shock at the Crime against humanity all he was doing was trying to End the Fed reserve bank, give it back to the America people instead of their private club, owned by the Anti Nature Lord Rothschild, the Crown, The Vatican, the Cross, and The District Of Colombia Washington D.C. , the Sword, that’s how they rule you.
The world was changing.
Meanwhile back in Anaheim: John Griggs, Eddy Padilla, and the Boys went to the Santa Ana Riverbeds, to the HoBo Cardboard City, commenced to kick ass, and burn em out. Wow…. they wanted them to get a job?
Time will tell, just Who has Fell and Whose been Left Behind, when You go your way and I go mine.
What are the three city states and do they rule the world?
The flag in Washington's District of Columbia has 3 red stars, each symbolizing a city state within the three city empire. The three city empire consists of Washington D.C., London, and Vatican City. London is the corporate center of the three city states and controls the world economically. Washington's District of Columbia city state is in charge of the military, and the Vatican offers spiritual guidance. The constitution of the district of Columbia operates under a tyrannical roman law known as lex fori, which in no way resembles the U.S. constitution.
When congress passed the act of 1871, it created a separate corporate government for the District of Columbia. This allowed the District of Columbia to operate as a corporation outside the constitution.
If you take a moment to study some signed treaties and charters between the United States and Britain, you will find that the United States has always been a British crowned Colony. In 1606, King James (yes, the King James who revised the bible) signed the charter of Virginia. The charter granted Americas British forefathers a license to settle and colonize America. The charter also guaranteed future kings and queens of England would have sovereign authority over all citizens and colonized land in America.
In 1783, the Paris peace treaty was signed. This treaty identifies the King of England as the prince of the United States contradicting the belief that America won the war of independence. And although King George III of England gave up most claims over his American colonies, he kept his right to continue receiving payments for his business ventures of colonizing America. If America won the war of independence, why would the agree to pay reparations to the king.
When the 13th amendment to the constitution was passed, the U.S. president was made subservient to the King of England. The 13th Amendment (the title of nobility amendment) forbids U.S. officials from using royal titles like king, or prince. For some strange reason though, the 13th amendment which was ratified in 1810 no longer appears in current copies of the U.S. constitution.
The war of independence against the British bankrupted America and turned its citizens into debt slaves of the king. In 1812, the British torched and burned the white house and all U.S. government buildings to the ground, destroying many ratification records of the U.S. constitution.
Then, nearly a century later, a corrupt U.S. congress committed the biggest theft in world history. They passed Paul Warburgs federal reserve act of 1913, handing over Americas gold and silver reserves (and total control of Americas economy) to the federal reserve bank. Most Americans still believe the FED is owned by the government, but it is not. The FED is a privately owned banking system whose majority class A shareholders include the Rothschild's, Warburgs, J.P. Morgan, the Rockefeller's and the Lehman brothers.
Most U.S. citizens believe the United States is a country and the president is its leader, but the U.S. is not a country, it is a corporation, and the president is not our leader, he is the president of the corporation of the U.S. The president, along his elected officials work for the corporation, not for the American People.
So, who owns the giant U.S. corporation? Like Canada and Australia, whose leaders are prime ministers of the queen, and whose land is called crowned land, the U.S. is just another crowned colony. Crowned colonies are controlled by the empire of the three city states. Thus, the U.S. is controlled by the three city states.
Let's get into some symbolism. At the center of each city state are giant phallic shaped stone monuments called obelisks. In D.C. the obelisk is known as the Washington monument. It was dedicated to George Washington by the Freemason Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia. The secretive brotherhood of Freemasons laid the Washington obelisks cornerstone in 1848 and contributed 22 masonic memorial stones. 250 masonic lodges financed the Washington monument obelisk including the knights templar Masonic order.
http://www.facebook.com/l/ZAQFg4e2fAQG2-M9VPHn3uhbrBNkiR5F3s4ZJJ_oHWOpdmQ/www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeX46o3TMBc
Tripping Out
Early 1965: Winter, Beer Can Beach,
J.C. Tunnel, Tommy Tunnel., Gary Cutbirth., Mike Beason and Bobby, Me, Cruzin to the Beer Can Beach to take something called LSD. My 1st time to experience. J.C. was in the front seat of the 54 Chevy we were in…turned and handed me a capsule, “What’s It like, a Red” I asked. J.C. just smiled. I dropped it wondering? No one told me anything about the LSD experience since I got back from the Navy in January 65. We went down to the beach at Bear Can Beach, you could still drink beer on the beach there, and sat down got cozy. Little to no Surf…..
Someone had painted florescent paint on the brick wall, between the street and the beach. The 1st thing I noticed, the paint was bouncing, flashing in unreal colors, like a neon sign. I looked around in wonderland…….. the Air, the Ocean, the Sand, the Sun all turned into One breathing cell ,still retaining its identity, like body parts, everyone looked at me… what do you see….. “Its God” I said throwing sand in the air, “Its All Alive and Breathing” everyone smiled knowingly, Connie and Tom Kennedy were experiencing with us. Tom leaned over, was looking down with his face in the sand… told me to look. I looked at Kristal patterns, triangles, pyramids, swirling Blues ,Greens and Reds vortexes, looked back at Tom, looked again… into the interspaces, Blew My Mind.
When we re- entered, sitting in a circle, talking, profound, revitalized, re born, one conversation, carried by everyone, Like Leary and Watts talking in LA, with all the BEL Boys there, J. C., John Grigs, Tommy T. everyone on Acid with Leary and Watts talking as one, taking turns in the conversation like it was one person speaking, like… Like… One person was speaking… What a Trip WOW.
J.C. and Candy Young, John Griggs and Carol and Eddy Padilla and Ilean Haney were living in the French Quarters Apt in Anaheim where they lived in 64, when they ripped off the LSD from Hollywood. J.C. and I dropped our LSD early in the morning and were hanging out at the Apt, I noticed the roof of the apt was moving, stucco with patterns, pyramids, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror…. Started changing into every kind of Man….. A train of them moving one after another, there I was Jesus, just like the rest, changing, evolving, There were 3 mirrors, I was in all, which one was I? that’s enough…. turned and walked away.
High Times came out with an LSD article, much later, with a interview from one of the Hoffman crowd, cant remember Who? He said He looked in a mirror and saw himself as all kinds of different men; he called it the everyman, as we are all one. Singular Multiplicity it seems to me on reflection, and Terrance McKenna said “when we talk about our shared LSD experiences we are setting up parameters in the spiritual world” or other dimensions.
Hey, I can’t remember what I said 4 minutes ago, I never learned anything listening to myself anyway, Listing to the Universe is a different thing.
The Love Of the One… Pure Love… Bliss…Experiencing the Presence of the One, Super Consciousness, Sub and Conscious Mind, 1+1+1 = 3 through the Sands of Time… the Rhythm of the Ocean with the Tides of Emotion.. the Sun of Life.. …Male Female…. Yin Yang…… Oh Great Mystery Candy Man …Turn On Tune In Spread the Love and the Sacrament Through Out the Land ……
Get Hip to the Man Don’t Be Lame Playing His Anti Nature Blood Sacrifice War Male Game Pray to the Goddesses … Minister to The Ladies…. 4 Lips is Bliss.. ..The Power Of A Kiss…, Preservation of the Species…, the Force Of Intercourse ,, …Make Love Not War… Stop the War…. Feed the Poor… End the Drug Wars … Open the Prison Doors … Harmony With Nature Peace On Earth
Chris Clever and I hitch hiked down from the Steiner St house in the Haight to Laguna Canyon, when the BEL Boys had Jobs for the County of Laguna, and stayed with Johnny Daw and Calvin Delany at their house. We were going to go experience at Taquitz Falls .
Chris had a bag of weed and would not let us smoke any because he was going to eat it, he said -- WTF? He told their land lady, an elderly Lady, that she needed to take LSD. OH OH.
Calvin told me he was going to Kick Chris’s ass if he did not back off from his land lady. I told Chris. He was a good boy after seeing Calvin was serious.
This is a outline of our LSD Trips before there were preconceived clinical Notions.
I used to think everyone must get stoned , but not everyone can handle it, we learned through experience, even though.
We create DMT in Our Pineal Gland and Trip out of Our Body, Every Night We Go to Sleep, HELLO! The Eye in the Pyramid, the 1+1+1=3,
Inner Messiah, Star Gate, Dream Land Reality. On your dollar Bill for All to See,
Check Out Orange Sunshine,, The Book , by Nick, for the Palm Springs LSD adventures.
Early 1965: Winter, Beer Can Beach,
J.C. Tunnel, Tommy Tunnel., Gary Cutbirth., Mike Beason and Bobby, Me, Cruzin to the Beer Can Beach to take something called LSD. My 1st time to experience. J.C. was in the front seat of the 54 Chevy we were in…turned and handed me a capsule, “What’s It like, a Red” I asked. J.C. just smiled. I dropped it wondering? No one told me anything about the LSD experience since I got back from the Navy in January 65. We went down to the beach at Bear Can Beach, you could still drink beer on the beach there, and sat down got cozy. Little to no Surf…..
Someone had painted florescent paint on the brick wall, between the street and the beach. The 1st thing I noticed, the paint was bouncing, flashing in unreal colors, like a neon sign. I looked around in wonderland…….. the Air, the Ocean, the Sand, the Sun all turned into One breathing cell ,still retaining its identity, like body parts, everyone looked at me… what do you see….. “Its God” I said throwing sand in the air, “Its All Alive and Breathing” everyone smiled knowingly, Connie and Tom Kennedy were experiencing with us. Tom leaned over, was looking down with his face in the sand… told me to look. I looked at Kristal patterns, triangles, pyramids, swirling Blues ,Greens and Reds vortexes, looked back at Tom, looked again… into the interspaces, Blew My Mind.
When we re- entered, sitting in a circle, talking, profound, revitalized, re born, one conversation, carried by everyone, Like Leary and Watts talking in LA, with all the BEL Boys there, J. C., John Grigs, Tommy T. everyone on Acid with Leary and Watts talking as one, taking turns in the conversation like it was one person speaking, like… Like… One person was speaking… What a Trip WOW.
J.C. and Candy Young, John Griggs and Carol and Eddy Padilla and Ilean Haney were living in the French Quarters Apt in Anaheim where they lived in 64, when they ripped off the LSD from Hollywood. J.C. and I dropped our LSD early in the morning and were hanging out at the Apt, I noticed the roof of the apt was moving, stucco with patterns, pyramids, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror…. Started changing into every kind of Man….. A train of them moving one after another, there I was Jesus, just like the rest, changing, evolving, There were 3 mirrors, I was in all, which one was I? that’s enough…. turned and walked away.
High Times came out with an LSD article, much later, with a interview from one of the Hoffman crowd, cant remember Who? He said He looked in a mirror and saw himself as all kinds of different men; he called it the everyman, as we are all one. Singular Multiplicity it seems to me on reflection, and Terrance McKenna said “when we talk about our shared LSD experiences we are setting up parameters in the spiritual world” or other dimensions.
Hey, I can’t remember what I said 4 minutes ago, I never learned anything listening to myself anyway, Listing to the Universe is a different thing.
The Love Of the One… Pure Love… Bliss…Experiencing the Presence of the One, Super Consciousness, Sub and Conscious Mind, 1+1+1 = 3 through the Sands of Time… the Rhythm of the Ocean with the Tides of Emotion.. the Sun of Life.. …Male Female…. Yin Yang…… Oh Great Mystery Candy Man …Turn On Tune In Spread the Love and the Sacrament Through Out the Land ……
Get Hip to the Man Don’t Be Lame Playing His Anti Nature Blood Sacrifice War Male Game Pray to the Goddesses … Minister to The Ladies…. 4 Lips is Bliss.. ..The Power Of A Kiss…, Preservation of the Species…, the Force Of Intercourse ,, …Make Love Not War… Stop the War…. Feed the Poor… End the Drug Wars … Open the Prison Doors … Harmony With Nature Peace On Earth
Chris Clever and I hitch hiked down from the Steiner St house in the Haight to Laguna Canyon, when the BEL Boys had Jobs for the County of Laguna, and stayed with Johnny Daw and Calvin Delany at their house. We were going to go experience at Taquitz Falls .
Chris had a bag of weed and would not let us smoke any because he was going to eat it, he said -- WTF? He told their land lady, an elderly Lady, that she needed to take LSD. OH OH.
Calvin told me he was going to Kick Chris’s ass if he did not back off from his land lady. I told Chris. He was a good boy after seeing Calvin was serious.
This is a outline of our LSD Trips before there were preconceived clinical Notions.
I used to think everyone must get stoned , but not everyone can handle it, we learned through experience, even though.
We create DMT in Our Pineal Gland and Trip out of Our Body, Every Night We Go to Sleep, HELLO! The Eye in the Pyramid, the 1+1+1=3,
Inner Messiah, Star Gate, Dream Land Reality. On your dollar Bill for All to See,
Check Out Orange Sunshine,, The Book , by Nick, for the Palm Springs LSD adventures.
Band Of Thieves
The High Times and True Adventure of The Brotherhood Of Eternal Love
A Freight Train South of Marysville
May 1965, 10 pm
J.C. and I had our arms and legs locked around each other, wrapped up together like lovers, as we squatted in an open box car of the train that we jumped in Marysville at about 7 pm from Lil Bill and Virgie’s House. Lil Bill is stationed at Beal Air Force Base. He is one of my best friends. The 3 Musketeers J.C,. Lil Bill, Tommy and Me. Brothers Since Jr. Hi School.
J.C. is a fugitive from a warrant in Anaheim, Orange County for possession of Marijuana for the Valhalla and Ashbrook Snitches. We are going down to sneak in and out again so J.C. can see his Wife Candy at his parent’s house.
We are not dressed warm and are fucking freezing, we are not Gay OK, Still a virgin punk, just freezing. JC is my Best is of a medium slender build like me and about 5 ft 11. Little Bil said he looks like a fish with his glasses, the thick lens and the big eyes hahaha. Lil Bill is very thin, funny, got Johnny Carson down, 5ft 6 and good looking.
J.C. and Lil Bill turned me on to my first joint, J.C. got me laid the first time and then I got my Drivers license in 1960 and it was on, Cruzin Beach Time. JC turned me on To LSD in Jan 65 after I got back from Nam.
Two Big Black Hobos, have on what looks like in the dark as Army Foul Weather Gear, are lying against the forward wall, so we said Hi. Wanna smoke a Righteous Doobie Brothers? They said yes, with big flashing smiles. We fired up and got stoned. They were Hip Bos and been around, knew what was coming down. We first started getting stoned on weed in the late 50s we said “Let’s Get Righteous Brothers, Lets smoke a Righteous Doobie Brothers. The Righteous Brothers were from Anaheim. The BO Bros got the drift and we light up their tree for sure.
The Stars are sparkling in all their glory through a misty fog With the Smell of the Delta permeating the air from the Might Sacramento.
They gave us the train info for arrival in LA arriving in like 12 hours from now. I see the road and hear the train cranking and rumbling, ….. a crossroads, …bells and lights swirling and ringing, yellow mellow shadows, wishing I was somewhere else again, with my cord sport coat with the elbow patches and a white dress shirt with red stripes, brown cord levies and huaraches. This was almost as cold as the South China Sea in a typhoon, or San Francisco on the Docks waiting for the liberty boat till 6 am to get back to the ship, I was Aboard the USS Mauna Kea AE 22, an ammunition ship from 62 to 65.
Fuck that, J.C., gave me the know look, time to go ,we are cold so we jump off at the road crossing with the rail road crossing gates flashing lights, bells ringing as we slowed down…said later to the Ho Bros and bailed.
J.C. and Me can communicate without words, like Magic man, We are a lot alike being Aquarians. Tommy T. and me had the same inner communication, Tommy T. is an Aries.
We are warm already on some road with no traffic. The smell was damp, pungent like we were closer to water around the delta. We start hitch hiking and soon got picked up by a dude in a red pick uptruck going to LA. I slept most of the way.
We got to J.C's parents' house in Anaheim in time for dinner. Candy, Tommy, and Freddy were there waiting for us. We had a happy reunion, under the circumstances, then later on went to bed. We were rudely awoken by Orange County Narks with a warrant for J.C. They made Candy stand naked during most of their search and I was giving them shit. One cop pulled my Coat out of the closet and asked whose coat it was. "My coat," I told him. The roach from the train was in my pocket smoked down to the nubs, fucking nothing left -- Oops, Go to jail; do not pass go.
There were so many guys in jail from the same bust.
I started remembering another Train Ride.
This is the High Times and True Adventures of a Group of Bros that came out of Anaheim in Orange County California. You know, Disneyland in the 60's.
You want rhetoric, verbs, and concise writing go to the library.
This is s tale of Fiction or Truth depending where you are standing. I have no claim to being a writer, poet, surfer, hippie, actor, singer or half the other stuff folks have tried to lay on me. Never could figure out what to be? I'm Bobby, so they say.
I started hanging out with the Tunnel Brothers in the late 50s J.C. the oldest, Tommy T. the shortest and Freddy Ray the youngest. J.C. and Lil Bill were my best Friends and turned me on to my first Joint. JC got me de virgin ized and gave me my first hit of LSD. From 57 to 62 we were hanging out together running free and easy.
Anaheim was mostly Orange Groves then and like I say “we owned Disneyland.” Pop Newbar sold the property to Uncle Walt and had the farm house in the Orange Groves where he parked his 49 ford pickup truck. We would visit each summer and ask Pop to show us his truck, He would go get the keys unlock the barn and start her up. Then he would turn her off and leave the kea in the ignition, the barn unlocked and we had our truck for the week. Every year until they put Pop in the rest home we borrowed his truck. He was cool.
We went over the fence almost every weekend to Disneyland , got out of and into every ride they had. We would pop up on the back of spearman as they rose up on the jungle ride or ride on the Bear so all the riverboats and other craft could see us. We roamed through the Indian Village and grabbed a spear for a souvenir, grab the apple from the wicked witch, Lil Bill holding the apple in both hands staring at it as we exit the ride saying “She gave me the apple, look she gave me the apple."
Lil Bill was always clowning around. The only time we ever got busted for anything at Disneyland was at the live Band Stand Dance in Tomorrow Land and that was for kicking some ass on some San Fernando Valley car club punks. I was dancing a slow one when Gary C. Grabs me and tells Joyce “We need Bobby.”
A big red velvet like curtain surrounded the Band Stand an we walked around to the back and there was Tommy T. talking to a punk with San Fernando Car Club colors, about a foot and a half taller than T.T.s 5ft 4in, his boys behind him and ours behind Tommy T. There was Bronco Butch, Mike Doc B., Lil Bil, Gary Dass C….
I said “Hay what are you messing with my friend for he’s half your size” as I walked up to him, smacked him and knocked him down, he started crawling for the curtain to the Band Stage with Tommy T. and me kicking him to help him on his way. I turned around and saw Lil Bil swinging a street sweeper at this punk and a police man coming up to him. Lil Bil Told him in this pious voice, “But Sir, He kicked me right in the groin” as he grabbed his balls, We started cracking up watching Lil Bills Antics as They escorted us out of the park, Our Turf.
We Owned Disneyland and later would take Acid there. This was before the acid daze.
Tommy and Freddy Ray moved up north to Saratoga because of the Heat from the pot busts in Anaheim. Freddy was going to School with me at West Valley Collage. Tommy and Freddy worked at a Sizzler steak house while I was working at an alcohol bottling plant in Menlo Park. Free steaks and Gin. We were in. My girl Friend Linda and I were seeing other people at that time. We had a relationship from a Christmas party at my Families in 64 just before I got out of the Navy.
My first Love and Sex relation.
J.C., got me laid the first time then it was Geisha Girls and Japan. The Mauna Kea was home ported in Yokosuka Japan but we unloaded ammunitions to Guam, the Philippines ‘and other ports for 3 years coming home once a year to load more ammunition from around America. I Surfed Hawaii from 62 to 65 coming and going to West Pac.
Linda Metaxas lived next door to my Aunt Beverly and Uncle Richard . Aunty Bevs gardener died and she gave me his cottage in the back of the House
We moved to Saratoga when my Dad remarried Connie O’Leary when I was in the 2nd grade after being in foster homes for 3 years after my Mom Split to Organ with the logger Morgan. Connie's sister Beverly Locicicro and her husband Richard lived there and His family owned all the Orchards from Saratoga to Mt. View.
We had a Hunting lodge in Morgan Hill in 5000 acres of BLM property, they Built the Saratoga Lanes Bowling Ally for us. They own Seaside Corp at the Boardwalk with the Capone’s. Uncle Richard and Mel Machado owned the Saratoga Drug Store with a Soda Fountain. Gee Aunty Bev and Uncle Richard had every kind of drug in their bathroom wow . We used to play at the Brass Knocker down the street later, with Paul The Duck Ziegler, Les Morgan, Billy Dean , Ken Randal, Pat Simmons, Jorma and others.
Weird Herald is even more mysterious, but all the more interesting for that. Jorma Kaukonen had gotten his start in the South Bay folk scene, where he was friends with Garcia, Nelson and all the rest. Among his San Jose pals were guitarists Paul Ziegler and Billy Dean Andrus. Andrus, a transplant from Mississippi, was reputed to be one of the hot pickers in the South Bay. Weird Herald was the 1968-69 folk rock band started by Ziegler and Andrus. They played many "underground" gigs in San Jose, but little is known about them save for one 45, featuring some spacey acoustic fingerpicking. Supposedly Weird Herald recorded an unreleased album (for Onyx Records) but I don't know what it might have sounded like. Did Weird Herald even have a drummer? Were they planning to play an acoustic gig without a band? Were Jorma and Jack going to join in with Weird Herald? Ziegler was the guitarist with Hot Tuna in 1970, so that isn't such a stretch.
Unlike Jorma and Jack, Billy Dean Andrus remains an unheardlegend. After Weird Herald broke up, Andrus joined a San Jose group called Pachuco, featuring the even more legendary Skip Spence, and finally a Santa Cruz Mountains band called Mountain Current. In early November 1970, Andrus died of a drug overdose, supposedly after a three-day party at a notorious biker hangout in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Jorma Kaukonen wrote "Ode To Billy Dean" (on Burgers) and still plays it to this day. One of Andrus's San Jose pals, Pat Simmons, had joined a band called The Doobie Brothers, and later dedicated the song "Black Water" to him, so Andrus's presence still resides with his friends.
Brother Les Morgan told me He created the guitar song" Black Water"
The Matrix owners recorded every show, although they did not preserve every tape due to the cost of recording tape at the time. We can only hope that some piece of Weird Herald's performance is still accessible.
Linda’s Mom gave her Birth control pills. I enrolled in West Valley Collage. On a trip down south to visit my Mom J.C., Tommy T.. Gary C.. Micheal B., Tom and Carol K. and me went to beer can beach to take
some LSD. My first Time. We heard about LSD in the Service when we were home ported in Port Chicago, Ammo dump near Concord. The Ark, A restaurant bar houseboat in Sausalito was known to be a source for
LSD we heard about in 63 as we had a few people on our ship desert to the land of the free. My friend Russo deserted after taking LSD, we used to sing do wop stuff with some black Bros.
In 1964… I was home on leave just after Tommy T. and Johnny G. robbed the Hollywood Producer and got turned on to LSD while living at the French Quarter Anaheim Apartments. J.C. & Candy, John &Carol, and Eddy & Eileen lived there also at that Time. Michael B. brought me to John's apartment and asked if he had any acid left? John said no and started giving me shit about being a "baby killer". John just ripped off some folks with a gun and was calling me names?
Mike B. told me not to worry about it; John was weird. We left.
Anaheim Bros were smuggling pot in 62, running the boarder at T.J., before LSD.
J.C, had a Connection where he worked -- “The Old Man” who scored the first Bricks. JC sent me weed in Candy’s Panties during my enlistment in the Navy. Candy and I had a brief Love affair before J.C.
Shutes, J.C. Got busted for running the border and got 5 years in San Quentin from all these evil ass Laws later for WEED.
Bu,t hey enough of my getting laid. Well, the Far East has a different view of sex than us Catholics. Are you experienced? Well I am.
J.C. and Tommy T. brought some LSD up to Los Gatos in 65. Lil Bill and Virgie were visiting from Beal Air force Base by Marysville. We all dropped some acid and were tripping. Virgie started freaking out so Linda gave her a ride in the car to calm her down. A while later Linda came back and told us Virgie had gotten out of the car on the freeway. We were all freaking and up drives a police man with Virgie. The policeman said Jesus was looking for her, she was hiding behind a bush on the freeway.
LSD was legal then. The policeman wanted to go inside to take the report. Buddy told him "no way". I could see him starting to get upset so I told him, "sure come on in would you like a coke or something to drink?" That calmed him right down so we went inside. The house was upside down, peanut and jelly sandwiches thrown on the wall and stuck there. There was a shoe box full of weed in the assortment of debris we turned the house into.
He did his report and left. Ken R. and Don S. left with the LSD and ran into the woods. We lived in the mountains in Los Gatos. Ken told us he could not find it after the cops came. J.C. wanted to kick his ass but I told him he probably lost it. Ken had found the LSD and passed it around the Magic Mountains later.
We made the front page again for the San Jose Mercury for ‘Boy Girl Dope Party’.
Then Life magazine sent a reporter to interview us about LSD. We told them about self realization and a very spiritual trip we experienced while tripping. You can see the air, the sand, the ocean breathing like one cell, one singular moment attached to billions of universes then our world was a piece of sand on someone's leg at the beach.
My Neighbor was the football coach at San Jose State Collage and had told my aunty Bev about the Sheldon Rd. house we rented. He came by a few days later. “You Made the Papers” then told me he and some friends have been taking LSD at Esalen in Big Sir for a few years now. Wow, we thought we were the first ones to experience self realization. Just goes to show you how we own the world when we are young.
Freddy and I decided to buy a lb. of some pot in Anaheim, so we went down to the San Jose freight yards. We walked to a line office and asked when the next freight was leaving to Los Angeles. He pointed to a train moving south and said that one. We jumped on a flatbed car into the back of some new pickup truck. Freddy Ray had his guitar and I had my harmonica and started jamming along.
As we were cruzin by Hwy 101 the folks in the cars were waving to us and we waved back having a great time. We pulled into Castroville and stopped. I noticed two guys walking along the train looking all around. “Freddy let’s sit up here so they don’t think we are ripping off anything.” Freddy said “No lets hide duck down.” No way man; we had permission to ride this train. We are not doing anything wrong.
They were railroad detectives and arrested us for trespassing, because some big wig railroad director was riding the train and wanted to know what everyone was waving at. I kept telling them we had permission.
The “Ackerly Tunnel Express” on the front page of the San Jose Mercury described our little quest along 101. Oh boy. My family was well known in San Jose area and they had a good laugh, gave us informal probation for trespassing. I told them I had permission, I asked the man? What’s up? Where is the Justice here?
After Sheldon Rd. we had the band "Morning Rain" play at a party at our house in Saratoga and, Gary C. and Patty, and Judy Boston were up visiting from Anaheim. The Chockalott Watchband came by to check out David A. the singer. He was in my science and dramas class at West Valley.
We turned on people to DMT and pot in a closet painted psychedelic with flying saucers. Flow was the only one of the Chockalott Watchband that turned on that night. I was in my bed with Judy Boston and Linda showed up. Oh Boy, end of relationship. Judy came up with Gary and Jayne. I knew her from Anaheim.
I saw a Vision during one of our acid trips that told me to go to Mexico to surf and left in my Woody with Tommy T, Joe Hazlet and John Lochay. The busts came down in Anaheim while we were gone.
Tripping was in; the universe was One.
Dodge City
Laguna Beach: 1967
Richard Rustico,,… Tomas & Terry Weil from Milwaukie,,,, We meet on Haight Street….. Richard And I are eating breakfast in a little Café in Laguna… after driving down from the Haight & Ashbury Aquarian Temple BEL to score 50 Kilos of Mex,… sitting next to Uncle Tim Leary and someone I did not know, at the counter. Rich is one chair from Uncle Tim, Im sitting on Riches left, waiting for Tommy T.T. Tunnel to Score the Weed for us. We did not acknowledge or give any indication of knowing Uncle Tim, say High or linger longer in the High presence of Himself,, besides….I was a fugitive for riding a freight train and not cutting my hair, gun shy, press free, don’t look at me …Im Scott Free, Patrick FadeAway,,, live to surf another day,, A OK.
T.T. came through, we loaded up in Dodge. Dodge was mellow then as we went from zero to hero. We went to the Anaheim Convention Center to See Donovan, in our rental car, a Yellow Chevy with a Big Trunk that took a dump, overheated on the freeway , pulled to the side of the road, Highway Patrol stops, I tell him my problem and where we are going, He says “get in,” gets behind me in His cruiser, pushes us to a gas station right across the street from the Convention Center, they replaced the rented Car, We switched our luggage, Cruzin, everyone’s Me ..I can look at them like they are looking at me …all the same no worries no Fuss. Summer of Love, that’s what’s what. Always respected most the Police I encountered through the years. I guess being in the Military and Juvenile Hall? Made me realize some are good some are bad in all walks of life.
I walked into Our Anaheim Convention Center, (Gail Skow, Mike “Doc” Beason and I painted LSD, POT, Peace sings in Florescent spray paint on the foundation of the Convention Center when they were building it in the Orange Grove , dropped acid, smoked Pot and made Love, in that Orange Grove , right behind Gail’s house, Righteous Brothers, Our Turf,) Walked Right up to the Center stage, Donavan was standing there, I looked him in the Eyes and he looked Me, in the eyes, gave a Graceful Bow… I returned the Minstrels Bow with a graceful flourish.. Spied Two Princesses sitting in the front row… prime seats …sat in between.. Hi I’m Christopher Wheat… The Honey Bee . 2 Sisters, Look at Me, Pick Me, Look at Me., Pick Me……… Oh Golly Gee So Groovy…. Had to Drop the Princesses off in Pasadena, the next morning, on the way North, With 50 kilos of Mex in the trunk, WOW Fun Fun Fun
Dodge 1970
I was in Dodge in My 69 Volkswagen Camper, Fat Al and Terry drove to Afghanistan, LiL Bill and I paid Hyatullah and split as to my I Ching reading. Had T.T. load it with 300 lbs #1 Afghan Primo and Thomas Weil picked it up in Portland with his Wig on… with Pam and Shea, my new Son , seeing Johnny Gail to score some Righteous Michoacán. We used to get the Michoacán Phonebooks from the Merchant Marines every Christmas at the ATBEL so we were stoked. I was buying 40 lbs of un pressed Kolas, was a little short, Michael Wold invested the rest.
Bobby “Black” Ellis had a motor home, we loaded the weed in the motor home and as it was leaving Johnny’s house and was going to get the cash out of the Volkswagen, as to not having the cash and stash together, I saw the Police undercover cruiser going through Dodge, passed by the motor home, kept going towards Johnny’s house. We jumped in Michael’s car, told Pam to chill out till we got back, proceeded to catch Bobby Black in the motor home on the way to San Francisco to switch the load in case the cops had taken the license #. We went up the coast, never found them till San Francisco. Left the Weed with Thomas Weil to sell from his house in the Upper Haight, a grand old House, with a safe in the basement and went to Winterland for a concert.
The Swans Band Muskrat Fun was playing at Winterland with the Dead and a bunch of other folks. We were all backstage; people were firing up, loading up, shooting dope, smoking dope, nitrous oxide tanks, LSD, Mushrooms, everything for the Magic Man to give to the Candy Man, so we can see, the fabric of the Universe Wowe. Someone gave me a mirror with some white powder, I did a line , passed it to Michael, he did a big O line, sank to the floor, Hay it was China White, had to find some coke, shuts. We thought it was Coke.
Swan asked me to go on stage with Muskrat Fun, I moved to the back of the stage and saw a power cord halfway unplugged and noticed no sound coming from the Band, WOW plugged it in and felt a surge of energy go through me, light me up like a Christmas Tree, I found a girl to dance with, found a place under the stage where we made love, watching the crowd, the crowd starts screaming, going berserk , applauding, We moved with the rhythm of the Flow, One merged , Entwined in Blissful Union as the music and crowed went wild. We came together in a climatic, sound, visual, stimulating Love making, Groovy. 4 lips is Bliss make love not war. I said we need to go see what the crowed is yelling about, we went out from back stage looked but could find nothing unusual? We asked Ken whats up? He said they could see a couple was fucking right in front of the Whole show.
Totally amazing as I heard other folks saw the Sex show later on down the road.
We always had the Big Afghan Hookah at all the shows at the Fillmore, Avalon and Winterland, filed with the finest stash, passed out LSD, Purple Haze when Jimmy played, White for the Velvet Underground Pink for Pink Floyd color coated Candy Man plus Orange Sunshine when it hit, a half a gram of LSD we received for each gig to pass out for free. High Times.
Michael and I returned to Dodge, We paid Johnny who was Cool with us diapering, as I was walking in to pay him, when I spotted the Police. We found out they busted someone there?
Pam said the Bros all wanted to take her to a hotel when I was gone?
Santa Cruz CA
October 27, 2012 4;20 pm
Time to medicate,
Then we can hang out and I will tell you a tale of a Band of Thieves,
A tale that began in the 60s but first things first. My little water pipe with a taste of bud with a keif topping---- Ahahaha Life is more better Brother.
. To tell a 68 year old senior, Bobby (Me), disabled combat veteran of Viet Nam and the Drug Wars what to grow out of the ground and what to ingest in the pursuit of freedom and my happiness is fucking out of the question , must less vote on permission to smoke pot and marry who we wish or any of the other issues these Anti Nature power Trippers are pushing since before Egypt and Cannon, hay before Atlantis and Lumaria
Voting is a TV show produced by the Sicos that want to rule the world, The Masters of War with the Love of Power.
Washington DC, The Vatican and Inner City London make up the Empire of the 3 Cities. The Crown is the Inner City London, the Cross is the Vatican and the Sword is the District of Colombia. The 3 cities that rule the world are not part of London England, Rome Italy or the District Of Columbia Washington DC. In America They have their own flag, leaders; army’s, prisons and have been committing Treason here since the supposed Revolution we never did win.
That shit blows my mind cause I thought we would all be free and have Harmony with Nature and Peace On Earth back in 65, Then to find out all our presidents are related to a blood line of the Queen of England, with blood sacrifice rituals, WAR, Blood, Julius Cesar, Hitler, Jesus Christ to Amen RA the Sun God Of Egypt. Oh Yea Hugh Hefner, Marylyn Monroe, Madonna, Brad Pitt and on and on. 26 of the Presidents were 33 degree Masons. And Jesus was Julies Cesar and Cleopatra’s kid. He had to change his name when they offed Julius and he became a fugitive. For real shit man. J.C. and J.C. Get It! Hay J.C. Turned me on.
I know I was a fugitive too for riding a freight train and not cutting my hair.
War is useless.
Like the Universe, we are here working together for harmony and goodness, the golden rule, Basic Law and Order of the Harmony of Nature that provides each generation with Her abundance for free to all. I can do good things for myself, family and community like the majority of us here want to live and stop the evil stuff when we can.
Gods, governments, countries and religions come and go, Mans Basic Needs are Eternal and you cannot change that. With our automation and computers we can share Natures Abundance with all the Earths share holders equally without middle men, or kings and such. We must Return all the Property of the World to all the Earths shareholders and not let anyone own the Earth.
The Rothchields, Rockefeller Ted Turner’s and the rest of the inbreed blood sacrifice Masters of War want to eliminate 90 percent of the world population so they can rule 500 000 000 with the one god one king one country no currency or borders, with them as our lords and masters. And they have a monument with that info inscribed on it.
The End Of The Mayan Calendar in 12, 21, 2012 and they are having a Concert to End One Age and the Beginning of another. Wow A once in a life time gig, funreal.
We been on the front lines of the drug wars since 1960s and this is as far as it got?. Hmmmmm?
The Harmony Fest, Earth Dance , Kate Wolfs Fest, Wavy Gravy, black Oak Ranch and the Hog Farm ran a Self Realization Festival in Santa Rosa for about 30 years, after 67 when everyone one left the Haight and went to Humboldt, and now are having one with the Mayans Dec 21 2012 on the Winter Solstice in Yucatan Mexico. The Shift of the Ages
Scully is speaking as the alchemist, one of the Orange Sunshine chemists. Those are the rich Mans Clubs you have to have bucks to travel, and party for any more. Not what we had in mind when we planned the Love Ins.
Shutes Sending Ray Opie and Tish to Afghanistan from Corallites where they loaded a Double Decker Bus and gave Tours. They brought back the seeds for the North Coast Kush That spread From Humboldt to To the Big Sir Holy Lands and still have it going on for BEL Family use.
He was a Merry Prankster that Kenny Randal hookahed up. Those guys never did pay me???
Thomas Weil was my friend in the Haight with his girl Terry and cousin Fat Al who we sent to Afghanistan in a Volkswagen Camper.
I loaded Fat Bobby’s rigs, Ronny Bevan’s rigs , Thomas, Ray and some runners plus my 3 trips.
To be continued after deliberation on the creation. Peaceout
The High Times and True Adventure of The Brotherhood Of Eternal Love
A Freight Train South of Marysville
May 1965, 10 pm
J.C. and I had our arms and legs locked around each other, wrapped up together like lovers, as we squatted in an open box car of the train that we jumped in Marysville at about 7 pm from Lil Bill and Virgie’s House. Lil Bill is stationed at Beal Air Force Base. He is one of my best friends. The 3 Musketeers J.C,. Lil Bill, Tommy and Me. Brothers Since Jr. Hi School.
J.C. is a fugitive from a warrant in Anaheim, Orange County for possession of Marijuana for the Valhalla and Ashbrook Snitches. We are going down to sneak in and out again so J.C. can see his Wife Candy at his parent’s house.
We are not dressed warm and are fucking freezing, we are not Gay OK, Still a virgin punk, just freezing. JC is my Best is of a medium slender build like me and about 5 ft 11. Little Bil said he looks like a fish with his glasses, the thick lens and the big eyes hahaha. Lil Bill is very thin, funny, got Johnny Carson down, 5ft 6 and good looking.
J.C. and Lil Bill turned me on to my first joint, J.C. got me laid the first time and then I got my Drivers license in 1960 and it was on, Cruzin Beach Time. JC turned me on To LSD in Jan 65 after I got back from Nam.
Two Big Black Hobos, have on what looks like in the dark as Army Foul Weather Gear, are lying against the forward wall, so we said Hi. Wanna smoke a Righteous Doobie Brothers? They said yes, with big flashing smiles. We fired up and got stoned. They were Hip Bos and been around, knew what was coming down. We first started getting stoned on weed in the late 50s we said “Let’s Get Righteous Brothers, Lets smoke a Righteous Doobie Brothers. The Righteous Brothers were from Anaheim. The BO Bros got the drift and we light up their tree for sure.
The Stars are sparkling in all their glory through a misty fog With the Smell of the Delta permeating the air from the Might Sacramento.
They gave us the train info for arrival in LA arriving in like 12 hours from now. I see the road and hear the train cranking and rumbling, ….. a crossroads, …bells and lights swirling and ringing, yellow mellow shadows, wishing I was somewhere else again, with my cord sport coat with the elbow patches and a white dress shirt with red stripes, brown cord levies and huaraches. This was almost as cold as the South China Sea in a typhoon, or San Francisco on the Docks waiting for the liberty boat till 6 am to get back to the ship, I was Aboard the USS Mauna Kea AE 22, an ammunition ship from 62 to 65.
Fuck that, J.C., gave me the know look, time to go ,we are cold so we jump off at the road crossing with the rail road crossing gates flashing lights, bells ringing as we slowed down…said later to the Ho Bros and bailed.
J.C. and Me can communicate without words, like Magic man, We are a lot alike being Aquarians. Tommy T. and me had the same inner communication, Tommy T. is an Aries.
We are warm already on some road with no traffic. The smell was damp, pungent like we were closer to water around the delta. We start hitch hiking and soon got picked up by a dude in a red pick uptruck going to LA. I slept most of the way.
We got to J.C's parents' house in Anaheim in time for dinner. Candy, Tommy, and Freddy were there waiting for us. We had a happy reunion, under the circumstances, then later on went to bed. We were rudely awoken by Orange County Narks with a warrant for J.C. They made Candy stand naked during most of their search and I was giving them shit. One cop pulled my Coat out of the closet and asked whose coat it was. "My coat," I told him. The roach from the train was in my pocket smoked down to the nubs, fucking nothing left -- Oops, Go to jail; do not pass go.
There were so many guys in jail from the same bust.
I started remembering another Train Ride.
This is the High Times and True Adventures of a Group of Bros that came out of Anaheim in Orange County California. You know, Disneyland in the 60's.
You want rhetoric, verbs, and concise writing go to the library.
This is s tale of Fiction or Truth depending where you are standing. I have no claim to being a writer, poet, surfer, hippie, actor, singer or half the other stuff folks have tried to lay on me. Never could figure out what to be? I'm Bobby, so they say.
I started hanging out with the Tunnel Brothers in the late 50s J.C. the oldest, Tommy T. the shortest and Freddy Ray the youngest. J.C. and Lil Bill were my best Friends and turned me on to my first Joint. JC got me de virgin ized and gave me my first hit of LSD. From 57 to 62 we were hanging out together running free and easy.
Anaheim was mostly Orange Groves then and like I say “we owned Disneyland.” Pop Newbar sold the property to Uncle Walt and had the farm house in the Orange Groves where he parked his 49 ford pickup truck. We would visit each summer and ask Pop to show us his truck, He would go get the keys unlock the barn and start her up. Then he would turn her off and leave the kea in the ignition, the barn unlocked and we had our truck for the week. Every year until they put Pop in the rest home we borrowed his truck. He was cool.
We went over the fence almost every weekend to Disneyland , got out of and into every ride they had. We would pop up on the back of spearman as they rose up on the jungle ride or ride on the Bear so all the riverboats and other craft could see us. We roamed through the Indian Village and grabbed a spear for a souvenir, grab the apple from the wicked witch, Lil Bill holding the apple in both hands staring at it as we exit the ride saying “She gave me the apple, look she gave me the apple."
Lil Bill was always clowning around. The only time we ever got busted for anything at Disneyland was at the live Band Stand Dance in Tomorrow Land and that was for kicking some ass on some San Fernando Valley car club punks. I was dancing a slow one when Gary C. Grabs me and tells Joyce “We need Bobby.”
A big red velvet like curtain surrounded the Band Stand an we walked around to the back and there was Tommy T. talking to a punk with San Fernando Car Club colors, about a foot and a half taller than T.T.s 5ft 4in, his boys behind him and ours behind Tommy T. There was Bronco Butch, Mike Doc B., Lil Bil, Gary Dass C….
I said “Hay what are you messing with my friend for he’s half your size” as I walked up to him, smacked him and knocked him down, he started crawling for the curtain to the Band Stage with Tommy T. and me kicking him to help him on his way. I turned around and saw Lil Bil swinging a street sweeper at this punk and a police man coming up to him. Lil Bil Told him in this pious voice, “But Sir, He kicked me right in the groin” as he grabbed his balls, We started cracking up watching Lil Bills Antics as They escorted us out of the park, Our Turf.
We Owned Disneyland and later would take Acid there. This was before the acid daze.
Tommy and Freddy Ray moved up north to Saratoga because of the Heat from the pot busts in Anaheim. Freddy was going to School with me at West Valley Collage. Tommy and Freddy worked at a Sizzler steak house while I was working at an alcohol bottling plant in Menlo Park. Free steaks and Gin. We were in. My girl Friend Linda and I were seeing other people at that time. We had a relationship from a Christmas party at my Families in 64 just before I got out of the Navy.
My first Love and Sex relation.
J.C., got me laid the first time then it was Geisha Girls and Japan. The Mauna Kea was home ported in Yokosuka Japan but we unloaded ammunitions to Guam, the Philippines ‘and other ports for 3 years coming home once a year to load more ammunition from around America. I Surfed Hawaii from 62 to 65 coming and going to West Pac.
Linda Metaxas lived next door to my Aunt Beverly and Uncle Richard . Aunty Bevs gardener died and she gave me his cottage in the back of the House
We moved to Saratoga when my Dad remarried Connie O’Leary when I was in the 2nd grade after being in foster homes for 3 years after my Mom Split to Organ with the logger Morgan. Connie's sister Beverly Locicicro and her husband Richard lived there and His family owned all the Orchards from Saratoga to Mt. View.
We had a Hunting lodge in Morgan Hill in 5000 acres of BLM property, they Built the Saratoga Lanes Bowling Ally for us. They own Seaside Corp at the Boardwalk with the Capone’s. Uncle Richard and Mel Machado owned the Saratoga Drug Store with a Soda Fountain. Gee Aunty Bev and Uncle Richard had every kind of drug in their bathroom wow . We used to play at the Brass Knocker down the street later, with Paul The Duck Ziegler, Les Morgan, Billy Dean , Ken Randal, Pat Simmons, Jorma and others.
Weird Herald is even more mysterious, but all the more interesting for that. Jorma Kaukonen had gotten his start in the South Bay folk scene, where he was friends with Garcia, Nelson and all the rest. Among his San Jose pals were guitarists Paul Ziegler and Billy Dean Andrus. Andrus, a transplant from Mississippi, was reputed to be one of the hot pickers in the South Bay. Weird Herald was the 1968-69 folk rock band started by Ziegler and Andrus. They played many "underground" gigs in San Jose, but little is known about them save for one 45, featuring some spacey acoustic fingerpicking. Supposedly Weird Herald recorded an unreleased album (for Onyx Records) but I don't know what it might have sounded like. Did Weird Herald even have a drummer? Were they planning to play an acoustic gig without a band? Were Jorma and Jack going to join in with Weird Herald? Ziegler was the guitarist with Hot Tuna in 1970, so that isn't such a stretch.
Unlike Jorma and Jack, Billy Dean Andrus remains an unheardlegend. After Weird Herald broke up, Andrus joined a San Jose group called Pachuco, featuring the even more legendary Skip Spence, and finally a Santa Cruz Mountains band called Mountain Current. In early November 1970, Andrus died of a drug overdose, supposedly after a three-day party at a notorious biker hangout in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Jorma Kaukonen wrote "Ode To Billy Dean" (on Burgers) and still plays it to this day. One of Andrus's San Jose pals, Pat Simmons, had joined a band called The Doobie Brothers, and later dedicated the song "Black Water" to him, so Andrus's presence still resides with his friends.
Brother Les Morgan told me He created the guitar song" Black Water"
The Matrix owners recorded every show, although they did not preserve every tape due to the cost of recording tape at the time. We can only hope that some piece of Weird Herald's performance is still accessible.
Linda’s Mom gave her Birth control pills. I enrolled in West Valley Collage. On a trip down south to visit my Mom J.C., Tommy T.. Gary C.. Micheal B., Tom and Carol K. and me went to beer can beach to take
some LSD. My first Time. We heard about LSD in the Service when we were home ported in Port Chicago, Ammo dump near Concord. The Ark, A restaurant bar houseboat in Sausalito was known to be a source for
LSD we heard about in 63 as we had a few people on our ship desert to the land of the free. My friend Russo deserted after taking LSD, we used to sing do wop stuff with some black Bros.
In 1964… I was home on leave just after Tommy T. and Johnny G. robbed the Hollywood Producer and got turned on to LSD while living at the French Quarter Anaheim Apartments. J.C. & Candy, John &Carol, and Eddy & Eileen lived there also at that Time. Michael B. brought me to John's apartment and asked if he had any acid left? John said no and started giving me shit about being a "baby killer". John just ripped off some folks with a gun and was calling me names?
Mike B. told me not to worry about it; John was weird. We left.
Anaheim Bros were smuggling pot in 62, running the boarder at T.J., before LSD.
J.C, had a Connection where he worked -- “The Old Man” who scored the first Bricks. JC sent me weed in Candy’s Panties during my enlistment in the Navy. Candy and I had a brief Love affair before J.C.
Shutes, J.C. Got busted for running the border and got 5 years in San Quentin from all these evil ass Laws later for WEED.
Bu,t hey enough of my getting laid. Well, the Far East has a different view of sex than us Catholics. Are you experienced? Well I am.
J.C. and Tommy T. brought some LSD up to Los Gatos in 65. Lil Bill and Virgie were visiting from Beal Air force Base by Marysville. We all dropped some acid and were tripping. Virgie started freaking out so Linda gave her a ride in the car to calm her down. A while later Linda came back and told us Virgie had gotten out of the car on the freeway. We were all freaking and up drives a police man with Virgie. The policeman said Jesus was looking for her, she was hiding behind a bush on the freeway.
LSD was legal then. The policeman wanted to go inside to take the report. Buddy told him "no way". I could see him starting to get upset so I told him, "sure come on in would you like a coke or something to drink?" That calmed him right down so we went inside. The house was upside down, peanut and jelly sandwiches thrown on the wall and stuck there. There was a shoe box full of weed in the assortment of debris we turned the house into.
He did his report and left. Ken R. and Don S. left with the LSD and ran into the woods. We lived in the mountains in Los Gatos. Ken told us he could not find it after the cops came. J.C. wanted to kick his ass but I told him he probably lost it. Ken had found the LSD and passed it around the Magic Mountains later.
We made the front page again for the San Jose Mercury for ‘Boy Girl Dope Party’.
Then Life magazine sent a reporter to interview us about LSD. We told them about self realization and a very spiritual trip we experienced while tripping. You can see the air, the sand, the ocean breathing like one cell, one singular moment attached to billions of universes then our world was a piece of sand on someone's leg at the beach.
My Neighbor was the football coach at San Jose State Collage and had told my aunty Bev about the Sheldon Rd. house we rented. He came by a few days later. “You Made the Papers” then told me he and some friends have been taking LSD at Esalen in Big Sir for a few years now. Wow, we thought we were the first ones to experience self realization. Just goes to show you how we own the world when we are young.
Freddy and I decided to buy a lb. of some pot in Anaheim, so we went down to the San Jose freight yards. We walked to a line office and asked when the next freight was leaving to Los Angeles. He pointed to a train moving south and said that one. We jumped on a flatbed car into the back of some new pickup truck. Freddy Ray had his guitar and I had my harmonica and started jamming along.
As we were cruzin by Hwy 101 the folks in the cars were waving to us and we waved back having a great time. We pulled into Castroville and stopped. I noticed two guys walking along the train looking all around. “Freddy let’s sit up here so they don’t think we are ripping off anything.” Freddy said “No lets hide duck down.” No way man; we had permission to ride this train. We are not doing anything wrong.
They were railroad detectives and arrested us for trespassing, because some big wig railroad director was riding the train and wanted to know what everyone was waving at. I kept telling them we had permission.
The “Ackerly Tunnel Express” on the front page of the San Jose Mercury described our little quest along 101. Oh boy. My family was well known in San Jose area and they had a good laugh, gave us informal probation for trespassing. I told them I had permission, I asked the man? What’s up? Where is the Justice here?
After Sheldon Rd. we had the band "Morning Rain" play at a party at our house in Saratoga and, Gary C. and Patty, and Judy Boston were up visiting from Anaheim. The Chockalott Watchband came by to check out David A. the singer. He was in my science and dramas class at West Valley.
We turned on people to DMT and pot in a closet painted psychedelic with flying saucers. Flow was the only one of the Chockalott Watchband that turned on that night. I was in my bed with Judy Boston and Linda showed up. Oh Boy, end of relationship. Judy came up with Gary and Jayne. I knew her from Anaheim.
I saw a Vision during one of our acid trips that told me to go to Mexico to surf and left in my Woody with Tommy T, Joe Hazlet and John Lochay. The busts came down in Anaheim while we were gone.
Tripping was in; the universe was One.
Dodge City
Laguna Beach: 1967
Richard Rustico,,… Tomas & Terry Weil from Milwaukie,,,, We meet on Haight Street….. Richard And I are eating breakfast in a little Café in Laguna… after driving down from the Haight & Ashbury Aquarian Temple BEL to score 50 Kilos of Mex,… sitting next to Uncle Tim Leary and someone I did not know, at the counter. Rich is one chair from Uncle Tim, Im sitting on Riches left, waiting for Tommy T.T. Tunnel to Score the Weed for us. We did not acknowledge or give any indication of knowing Uncle Tim, say High or linger longer in the High presence of Himself,, besides….I was a fugitive for riding a freight train and not cutting my hair, gun shy, press free, don’t look at me …Im Scott Free, Patrick FadeAway,,, live to surf another day,, A OK.
T.T. came through, we loaded up in Dodge. Dodge was mellow then as we went from zero to hero. We went to the Anaheim Convention Center to See Donovan, in our rental car, a Yellow Chevy with a Big Trunk that took a dump, overheated on the freeway , pulled to the side of the road, Highway Patrol stops, I tell him my problem and where we are going, He says “get in,” gets behind me in His cruiser, pushes us to a gas station right across the street from the Convention Center, they replaced the rented Car, We switched our luggage, Cruzin, everyone’s Me ..I can look at them like they are looking at me …all the same no worries no Fuss. Summer of Love, that’s what’s what. Always respected most the Police I encountered through the years. I guess being in the Military and Juvenile Hall? Made me realize some are good some are bad in all walks of life.
I walked into Our Anaheim Convention Center, (Gail Skow, Mike “Doc” Beason and I painted LSD, POT, Peace sings in Florescent spray paint on the foundation of the Convention Center when they were building it in the Orange Grove , dropped acid, smoked Pot and made Love, in that Orange Grove , right behind Gail’s house, Righteous Brothers, Our Turf,) Walked Right up to the Center stage, Donavan was standing there, I looked him in the Eyes and he looked Me, in the eyes, gave a Graceful Bow… I returned the Minstrels Bow with a graceful flourish.. Spied Two Princesses sitting in the front row… prime seats …sat in between.. Hi I’m Christopher Wheat… The Honey Bee . 2 Sisters, Look at Me, Pick Me, Look at Me., Pick Me……… Oh Golly Gee So Groovy…. Had to Drop the Princesses off in Pasadena, the next morning, on the way North, With 50 kilos of Mex in the trunk, WOW Fun Fun Fun
Dodge 1970
I was in Dodge in My 69 Volkswagen Camper, Fat Al and Terry drove to Afghanistan, LiL Bill and I paid Hyatullah and split as to my I Ching reading. Had T.T. load it with 300 lbs #1 Afghan Primo and Thomas Weil picked it up in Portland with his Wig on… with Pam and Shea, my new Son , seeing Johnny Gail to score some Righteous Michoacán. We used to get the Michoacán Phonebooks from the Merchant Marines every Christmas at the ATBEL so we were stoked. I was buying 40 lbs of un pressed Kolas, was a little short, Michael Wold invested the rest.
Bobby “Black” Ellis had a motor home, we loaded the weed in the motor home and as it was leaving Johnny’s house and was going to get the cash out of the Volkswagen, as to not having the cash and stash together, I saw the Police undercover cruiser going through Dodge, passed by the motor home, kept going towards Johnny’s house. We jumped in Michael’s car, told Pam to chill out till we got back, proceeded to catch Bobby Black in the motor home on the way to San Francisco to switch the load in case the cops had taken the license #. We went up the coast, never found them till San Francisco. Left the Weed with Thomas Weil to sell from his house in the Upper Haight, a grand old House, with a safe in the basement and went to Winterland for a concert.
The Swans Band Muskrat Fun was playing at Winterland with the Dead and a bunch of other folks. We were all backstage; people were firing up, loading up, shooting dope, smoking dope, nitrous oxide tanks, LSD, Mushrooms, everything for the Magic Man to give to the Candy Man, so we can see, the fabric of the Universe Wowe. Someone gave me a mirror with some white powder, I did a line , passed it to Michael, he did a big O line, sank to the floor, Hay it was China White, had to find some coke, shuts. We thought it was Coke.
Swan asked me to go on stage with Muskrat Fun, I moved to the back of the stage and saw a power cord halfway unplugged and noticed no sound coming from the Band, WOW plugged it in and felt a surge of energy go through me, light me up like a Christmas Tree, I found a girl to dance with, found a place under the stage where we made love, watching the crowd, the crowd starts screaming, going berserk , applauding, We moved with the rhythm of the Flow, One merged , Entwined in Blissful Union as the music and crowed went wild. We came together in a climatic, sound, visual, stimulating Love making, Groovy. 4 lips is Bliss make love not war. I said we need to go see what the crowed is yelling about, we went out from back stage looked but could find nothing unusual? We asked Ken whats up? He said they could see a couple was fucking right in front of the Whole show.
Totally amazing as I heard other folks saw the Sex show later on down the road.
We always had the Big Afghan Hookah at all the shows at the Fillmore, Avalon and Winterland, filed with the finest stash, passed out LSD, Purple Haze when Jimmy played, White for the Velvet Underground Pink for Pink Floyd color coated Candy Man plus Orange Sunshine when it hit, a half a gram of LSD we received for each gig to pass out for free. High Times.
Michael and I returned to Dodge, We paid Johnny who was Cool with us diapering, as I was walking in to pay him, when I spotted the Police. We found out they busted someone there?
Pam said the Bros all wanted to take her to a hotel when I was gone?
Santa Cruz CA
October 27, 2012 4;20 pm
Time to medicate,
Then we can hang out and I will tell you a tale of a Band of Thieves,
A tale that began in the 60s but first things first. My little water pipe with a taste of bud with a keif topping---- Ahahaha Life is more better Brother.
. To tell a 68 year old senior, Bobby (Me), disabled combat veteran of Viet Nam and the Drug Wars what to grow out of the ground and what to ingest in the pursuit of freedom and my happiness is fucking out of the question , must less vote on permission to smoke pot and marry who we wish or any of the other issues these Anti Nature power Trippers are pushing since before Egypt and Cannon, hay before Atlantis and Lumaria
Voting is a TV show produced by the Sicos that want to rule the world, The Masters of War with the Love of Power.
Washington DC, The Vatican and Inner City London make up the Empire of the 3 Cities. The Crown is the Inner City London, the Cross is the Vatican and the Sword is the District of Colombia. The 3 cities that rule the world are not part of London England, Rome Italy or the District Of Columbia Washington DC. In America They have their own flag, leaders; army’s, prisons and have been committing Treason here since the supposed Revolution we never did win.
That shit blows my mind cause I thought we would all be free and have Harmony with Nature and Peace On Earth back in 65, Then to find out all our presidents are related to a blood line of the Queen of England, with blood sacrifice rituals, WAR, Blood, Julius Cesar, Hitler, Jesus Christ to Amen RA the Sun God Of Egypt. Oh Yea Hugh Hefner, Marylyn Monroe, Madonna, Brad Pitt and on and on. 26 of the Presidents were 33 degree Masons. And Jesus was Julies Cesar and Cleopatra’s kid. He had to change his name when they offed Julius and he became a fugitive. For real shit man. J.C. and J.C. Get It! Hay J.C. Turned me on.
I know I was a fugitive too for riding a freight train and not cutting my hair.
War is useless.
Like the Universe, we are here working together for harmony and goodness, the golden rule, Basic Law and Order of the Harmony of Nature that provides each generation with Her abundance for free to all. I can do good things for myself, family and community like the majority of us here want to live and stop the evil stuff when we can.
Gods, governments, countries and religions come and go, Mans Basic Needs are Eternal and you cannot change that. With our automation and computers we can share Natures Abundance with all the Earths share holders equally without middle men, or kings and such. We must Return all the Property of the World to all the Earths shareholders and not let anyone own the Earth.
The Rothchields, Rockefeller Ted Turner’s and the rest of the inbreed blood sacrifice Masters of War want to eliminate 90 percent of the world population so they can rule 500 000 000 with the one god one king one country no currency or borders, with them as our lords and masters. And they have a monument with that info inscribed on it.
The End Of The Mayan Calendar in 12, 21, 2012 and they are having a Concert to End One Age and the Beginning of another. Wow A once in a life time gig, funreal.
We been on the front lines of the drug wars since 1960s and this is as far as it got?. Hmmmmm?
The Harmony Fest, Earth Dance , Kate Wolfs Fest, Wavy Gravy, black Oak Ranch and the Hog Farm ran a Self Realization Festival in Santa Rosa for about 30 years, after 67 when everyone one left the Haight and went to Humboldt, and now are having one with the Mayans Dec 21 2012 on the Winter Solstice in Yucatan Mexico. The Shift of the Ages
Scully is speaking as the alchemist, one of the Orange Sunshine chemists. Those are the rich Mans Clubs you have to have bucks to travel, and party for any more. Not what we had in mind when we planned the Love Ins.
Shutes Sending Ray Opie and Tish to Afghanistan from Corallites where they loaded a Double Decker Bus and gave Tours. They brought back the seeds for the North Coast Kush That spread From Humboldt to To the Big Sir Holy Lands and still have it going on for BEL Family use.
He was a Merry Prankster that Kenny Randal hookahed up. Those guys never did pay me???
Thomas Weil was my friend in the Haight with his girl Terry and cousin Fat Al who we sent to Afghanistan in a Volkswagen Camper.
I loaded Fat Bobby’s rigs, Ronny Bevan’s rigs , Thomas, Ray and some runners plus my 3 trips.
To be continued after deliberation on the creation. Peaceout
IG Farbin gave Tim Leary & Ken Kesey 1,500 000 hits of acid each to distribute and was planned by the British M5 and CIA 20 years before operation Blue Bird, Artichoke, MK Ultra, and the Aquarian conspiracy among others that are not in the public media, You have to do your homework.
04/29/2013
High Times &True Adventures
Surfing Honoloa Bay, A once in a Life time Swell, 18 ft, perfect.
The Swell comes into a channel,
missing the other islands in Magic Time Surf.
Maui is shaped like the Buddha..... Sitting in a Lotus.
The Heart Chakra is the Haleakala... Void... Mystic... The Highest ascending Mountain in the World.
The Throat Chakra is Maalaea the "Freight Train" the Fastest Wave In the World.
The 3rd Eye is Mala Wharf ..... The Buddha....
Honolua Bay Is Crown Chakra .....Molokine Crater....Most perfect Wave in the World....
Io Needle is the Pineal Gland......
7 sacred Pools is the Kundalini
Surfers Paradise
Honolulu is Surf City
I had surfed just out side of Hilo, at the river mouth and Honolulu from 62 to 65 when I was in U.S. Navy, aboard the Mauna Kea AE 22, as we passed through back and forth to Japan and West Pack to unload Ammo from around the US, as they were getting ready for the Viet Nam War.
We had a ship Softball Team. I was the catcher for a all Navy Pitcher. We played Hilo and beat them. Well, we beat everyone we played for 2 years. I was on the Captains Gig, His body guard and could get a Cinderella Liberty anytime we did not use the Gig. Man, I was free to Surf Paradise for 2 weeks at a time going both ways.
First time I went to Maui was with *Butch Bronco* to see Herbie Fletcher in Lahina Town.
Herbie & Wife Lived in Lahina Town. They showed us Aloha Surfer Style. We surfed Lahina Harbor, small but fun. We got massages, unreal food and slept under the magic stars, on the lawn, in Herbie's yard. We had brought some PCP from Wavey Gravy at the Temple; we thought it was THC at the time.
I returned to Maui When My Son Shea was Born in 1970 with his Mother Pam, who like Sunshine From Dodge, would drop her pants anytime, for almost any one. "Six Pack Pam". My Dad made me promise to take care of the Kid. I did not know whose Kid it was? She lost one in Tahoe earlier when we were at Gary Cutbirth and Carol's house. My Pops was all bent out of shape because I had gotten 2 other girls pregnant. Linda and Jane. Linda aborted; Jane had a Girl and put her up for adoption with out my knowledge. I was at West Valley collage.
I heard Pam was Pregnant when in Afghanistan, the same time we heard Farmer John and Charlie were Passed over to the other side.
We stayed at Michael Fletcher's House in Keha in a Little Coffee Shack across the Street from the Park.
There were no houses any where. Maalaea had 3 houses and the locals said it was Taboo to surf there so we had it most to our self later, when we rented all 3 of them.
The 1st time I meet Dennis "Buckwheat" Rainey he showed up with his lady and kids and spent the night.
Buckwheat shaped me a Board later when i came back when all the BEL boys moved there. He was the Best Down the Line Surfer that I had seen. Chuck Mundel was the Most Graceful Surfer I have ever seen.
Tommy T.T. Tunnel came over and we hung in the Banana Patch. He lost The LSD and we had to go on a hunt. We found it.
Michael had run into Stan Lee in Kaui in Da Middle of Da Jungle making a Silver Surfer comic book.
The locals were wearing t shirts that said "SUCK EM UP BRA" When We had To Leave because of undue pressure by the Anti Nature forces, Da Locals changed their T Shits to say *Smokem Bra*
We returned to 44th Ave in San Francisco.
After the first Hash scam I returned to Maui and rented a house from Oscar Mayer the Weenie Guy in Kula, next door to Ron *Modern Mam* Bevan, and Fatso Bobby.
I bought a Bag Full of Baseball equipment for a Full Team and we started playing Softball when there was No Surf. That's what Surfers do when there is No Surf, they play with their Balls. Soft Balls, Golf Balls, and later Speedballs.
We had some fun times.
High Times and True Adventures
04/26/2013
*San Francisco 1968 Haight Ashbury*
I left from the Haight Ashbury to Dodge to See Farmer John Griggs to deliver a message from Tommy Tunnel,
who was a fugitive hiding out at the Aquarian Temple BeL. Tommy wanted Farmer John to send him some Hash as he was in need. John said cool.
Tricky Ricky Bevens came up San Francisco under Farmer John Griggs direction to ask me if we wanted to do a Hash scam. He told me I did not have to do anything nor cut my hair to go. I suggested we take Gary Cutbirth and Tommy Tunnel. Gary Cutbirth and I put up $5000 and Tricky put up $5000.
Tricky and I found a 500 acer Ranch in Irish Beach in NorCal with a locked Private Beach with Surf, for rent . $175 a month, to unload the rigs when we returned. I traded the Chevy Van I got From Rich Rustico and Thomas Weil to "Little Billy" Erskine for a Casmero Then traded the Camaro for a Land Rover Jeep for the BEL Ranch. We bought some LSD and would turn it and buy our Rigs. Trickys Friend Nolan and Susie would sell the LSD in England. The runner put the LSD in my amplifier and rode off. He returned deported because he did not have enough money to get in the UK for his expenses. So they deport you. He left again successfully.
UK England
We split up and left to the UK. Danny Cassertis and I bought a English Bedford Motorhome. Gary "Dass' Cutbirth and Tommy" T.T." Tunnel bought a Land Rover Jeep.
Tricky told us not to go to Turkey for any reason and keep a low profile. We were to go to Bulgaria and ship the Bedford to northern Turkey because the roads were very dangerous with robbers and road conditions.
We went to a resort on the Coast in Bulgaria. The Communist resort town had folks from all over. We tried to rent a room at a Russian hotel but they said they were full. I had checked out the Bedford for stash places. The roof was a no go, as the headliner was 1/8 inch fiberboard with no space above it. I hit a overhang of a building and punched a small hole in the plastic roof. The Bulgarian shipping Co. wanted us to pay for the crew, boat and all the expenses as they did not travel that route being a Communist country. We asked do they have any repair places for our plastic roof. We were told we have to go to Turkey for Repairs and shipping. Unbelievably there was a Left Breaking so tight and pretty I had to go body surf it. OMG, no surfboard.
Upon our Arrival we checked into the Hilton and were immediately photographed and appeared in the Istanbul News as the First tourists from the West to the East. They would fix the roof like new and arranged our shipping. Nice. I found some sisters from the USA and we got to play and go out for Belly Dancers and stuff.
"Read Orange sunshine the book for the rest of this section"
Gary Cutbirth's girlfriend Carol was taking 4 grams of Sunshine to the Moody Blues to go on tour with Tim Leary when he was going to run for Governor of California. Carol got stopped at Customs in UK because Tricky Ricky Bevans did not give her enough $ to enter the UK. Tricky saw it come down and split. That was the 2nd time he did that. The last time He did not give Danny Caserta enough $ to get in the UK.
Carol was interrogated by Scotland Yard, ate 20 hits of Special Sunshine for the BEL Bros she had in her Bra for Tommy Tunnel and Carol's boy friend Gary Cutbirth in India. She had the heaviest THC resin in the history of Scotland Yard, in a Haight St Pipe, pictures of Me throwing hash and money in the air, OMG. They did not find the 4 grams Carol had in the Stereo Blaster speakers for the Moody Blues. Carol told them where she was going and gave the addresses in Broadstairs Kent where we were hanging out. They deported Carol back to the USA.
Danny and Tricky went to The UK to pick up the Bedford with the hash in it. Tricky did not give him enough $ to get in the UK, 3rd time. He told them where he was going to pick up his Bedford motorhome and gave the same addresses as Carol. They busted them and Tricky walked. Danny did a year. I gave Tricky another
$10 000 for Danny to pay his Lawyer. Ronny Bevans co signed I gave him the money. Danny told me I still owed Him the money last month.
Funny
I just sound Out Gary Cutbirth loaded the Land rover that got wreaked.
Hmmm No one told me about that one till last week Gary gave up some stuff. Never ending Grabbers Grabbing everything they can. Whats been did whats been hid?
Tales of BEL
High Times and True Adventures
Bobbie, Anaheim High 1960
Uncle Tim Leary and Bobby BEL
I never meet Tim officially, I stayed away from celebs, or folks in the Spotlight after the Press. Turned Bad, the International LSD Music Scene, Dummied Up, on Getting High, for their Masters. The Birth Of The Plastic Heart Biscuit Heads A Heart Of Plastic and a Head Full Of Dough. Listen to what comes out and what goes in their Mouth
I was around for the Show
Maui No Ka Oi Early 1970s Airport: 9 pm:
We had our black ops watch caps on, faces blacked out, hiding in a sugarcane field behind the Maui Airport, timing the security guards dinner break. Larry McCourt and Ricky North were with me. The guard was gone for over an hour on the 3 nights we observed him. We were going to ship a trunk full of hash to Maui customs from Afghanistan then sneak in and switch the contents and pick up the trunk the next day. The windows into the customs bathrooms were slated glass panes, easily removed, Easy access.
Michael Kelly was gathering Bucks to do a hash scam as was Michael Chavez when I came up with the Idea. I had picked up a Afghani Trunk at Maui Customs from Afghanistan on my last Hash scam and was blown out how primitive the customs was there.
A Joynt Production:
Afghanistan Kabul:…..
I left for Afghanistan with our bucks and arrived in Kabul, found Hyatullah. He informed me the American Heat, Narks, was in town and we could do nothing at this time.
I ran into Dennis Martino, Tim Leary’s son in law, who told me Tim was in Algeria with the Black Panthers and wanted to come to Afghanistan. I talked to Hyatullah who said “yes” they will hide him out.
Dennis told me Tricky Ricky Bevan’s gave Me up to Agent Burk …so he could come look for me…… for them? I wounded how he knew that on the plane back to Maui.
Maui:……
Ron Bevan and Fat Bobby got Hyatullah busted in Afghanistan and could not return to score from him again. Ron and Smitty asked Me to score for them. I said yes. Before we left we made a agreement that whoever got back first would Help the Rest to get out of Hawaii as to the FBI, Narks hit list were going to be out soon, we heard.
I loaded 1500 lbs of hash for Ron and Smitty. Hyatullah wanted me to stay there and take him to the states after I loaded Fat Bobby. He wanted to put a 100 lbs in Fatsos rig for Hy and Me to sell and split the profits. I said shuts, heck ya. I loaded Fatsos rig and Amanullah Hyatullah and I traveled to Maui stopping in Thailand, (all night long, Hyatullah and Amanullah could not see each other breaking Muslim laws so the split up) Hong Kong, “OMG turned Hy on to some china white” Japan, ‘Gish Girls” Maui for Christmas Party at Fat Bobbys house.
Fat Bobby, Jerry “LEO ‘Padilla and I were outside when Bobby told me “we ripped off the Brotherhood. Chris” I told him “I did not rip anyone off.” Fat Bobby told me “OK Chris I am going to Get you.”?? Leo Padilla The” One Armed Bandit” was there and Heard every word. They never gave Hy and I our 100 lbs.
When I got back to Maui I gave 3 lbs for $500 front money, to move to the Mainland.
We unloaded Ron, Smitty and My rig in Monterey. I asked for 100 lbs of my 500 and the rest could go to the BEL Bros.
Santa Cruz: Town & Country Lodge:……
My cousin, by osmoses, Bobby Stewart and his School Bro, Jack Shraub had the Town & Country Lodge in Ben Lomond, near Santa Cruz. We all went to Hi school in Campbell Ca when I was in 9th grade and got kicked out of Anaheim Hi School. The Doobies, Albert King “ Smoked My Hash with him there” Snail, the Tubes and others played there. We had some fun times there. Oh boy.
I had sold the 100 lbs there to the T&C crew.
The BEL boys moved from Maui to Santa Cruz. I ran into Michael Alcohol at the T&C and he told me Dennis Martino wanted to talk to me. I hooked up with him near the River Mouth Trestle, going to the Boardwalk, at the House on the Left , with the Smaller house behind. I meet Tim Leary’s Daughter, Son, Joanna Harcourt Smith and Dennis to talk about a campaign to free Leary. I had borrowed a Car and had kilo of Mex and they had me show it to someone they did not let me meet. I left and turned around and went back to the house for some reason. Tim’s Daughter came out front in the street and told me to leave I could not come there? I observed Dennis and Joanna in the phone booth gesturing wildly about.
I proceeded to Town when a Car got on my Tail so close he was next to my bumper, Cops, OMG, they stayed on my Tail down Front St. to the River where I planned to make my get a way. No can do Hada Gun in My Head before I could open the door, They chained and cuffed me, one cop held me, the other 6 grabbed Pam and were grilling her. The cop watching me ….was watching her… I started slipping towards the river with my ankle bracelets and such. He grabbed me, through me over the car, punched me in the back of the head. He Smelled Like a Bar.
The FBI asked me if My phony Passport with My Picture on it was Me. I said “Yes.” They told me they would be witnesses for the Nark hitting me if I wanted. They had been standing across the street observing the show. I went straight to Jail do not pass go.
Jail was pretty kicked back in Santa Cruz, but then the cops were cooler up North…. not like the Orange County, John Birch Society, Sheriffs and Narks. I got rides hitchhiking from CHP, Cops, Sheriffs… going over Hwy 17 ….back in early 65. My West Valley college Professor, for Police Science, was the Campbell Police Chief. Chief Morgan had 5 kids himself.
Some Guy had a Wig over real Long Hair the cops did not know about.
Thomas Weil did that, when he picked up the Volkswagen in Portland, Princess Terry and Fat Al drove to the Hash lands, that we unloaded at my Moms House. A wig over long hair. We unloaded Fat bobbys Rig at my Moms house to.
The guy in Jail said he heard I was a Snitch. I told him “You better tell me who told you that Lie”
I was taken to OC, by Sheriffs Car ,along the coast, stopping along the way visiting different jails, To Orange county Jail. Disneyland to the Arian Brotherhood Guys I was in a cell with and a LA Hells Angel in for murder, the New OC Jail, tighter security than a Prison. Gerry Griffins Brother (California Blues Band, drummer with Mike Doc Beason Ritchie Evens 1962 ) Bobby, was the President of the Arian Brotherhood, in San Quentin, welded in his cell. The other guys had me write him and put all this Pagan stuff on the outside. They got some Heroin from a visit, made some weapons off the bedsprings, stabbed a Black Dude on the way back from court, trying to get the sheriff to open the door so they could escape. Shuts No go. Started a riot in the mess hall, and other maximum security # 1 in the world. Disneyland , they called me Hippie, they heard of Me from J.C. Tunnel, doing 5 years in Quentin for running the border with Fasty Ron Crawford and Lyncho , J.C. was sitting in a Yogi Lotus when accosted by some unruly characters, he got up Knocked them out and sat back down, did His Thing. Want some, come get some. He was hanging with Mike Hanna and Frank Mount, some Galloping Gooses from San Bernadino that I was in the Navy with, Shuts small world.
I ran into Joe Buffalo, he was in for murder, gave Joe some acid Johnny Gail gave me when he was in here, Gave some weed and hash to the A&B guys after they put them in max security, where I heard they had a Gun, someone escaped out of the visitors window during a visit, but otherwise we had a Ball. No one asked me anything about everything from my arrest till ending up with Henry Butch Bronco Clay at Terminal Island for 2 years on a A-2 # for passport fraud and they ran all my other stuff concurrent, riding a Freight train, not cutting my hair, FBI most wanted list, senate investigating committee, Bonano and ,Liddy were there too. Wow
Who ME.
I never heard anything about the Snitch jacket till I was on probation in Organ on some property I bought in the Rogue Valley, 5 acres, and Eagle Poin,t20 acres, from Merlin Foster , whom I sent to Afghanistan, and was friends with Bix and Rod Weir from Weirs World of Music, where we used to Jam with their Dad and our Band the Egyptian Stagecoach with the Swan, Grable, Montoya Scotty Wells and Me in early 65. Merlin ripped me off for all of it, OMG, threatened to turn me in to the FBI and such. I started hearing thing like Bobby Burns and snitch, My Cuzzz Bobby “The Bear Stewar”t told me they “BEL Bros’ were calling me a rat right after I was busted, while playing cards at the T&C.
I went to Portland for my parole and hooked up with Bill Walton’s friends that Pretty Patti, Dangerous Dave’s Friend I met, who wanted to do a hash Scam. Played Basketball with my parole officer at the YMCA. Used to go to Bills and smoke Ty Sticks after his games, Was in the Primo seats for the Champion ship games. Pam was entertaining Portland, the DEA was running amuck Drug wars , evil LSD Pot kills aggghhh we went from Hero to Zero, with almost everyone, family, friends, stomped on our love called us names changed the game. Where have all the flowers gone? The Trip got busted in Matalan, Bill went down and got them out after the Championship. I played Hoops with Bill in Medford at the Ymca when he was training before the Championships his trainer had him Eat Dairy, as he was a Vegan, to add weight to kick Kareem Abdul Jabir’s ass under the hoops, It worked. Bill was the most humble, kindest Guy and was really a turn on to hang out with.
Later on Gordon “Black Bart” Sexton told me Fat Bobby told Him he had Me investigated by a Private Investigator and I was a Snitch, before I even got busted, Him and Leo and their Crew spread the Bobby Burns story’s I was hearing coming from Lyle, because Vince McKinney ripped off half the hash I sent to Maui and bought a Car. So the guys only got half their profit O GEE,
The only person I talked to during the whole bust was the Lawyer Stapanion in O.C.
I found out after The Book Orange Sunshine Came out that Ron Bevan and Vern Smitty Smith did not give or tell anyone about the 400 Lbs We left, that’s Gary Cutbirths, Tommy Tunnel and My money guys You Owe, Pay up that’s a lot of interest. Until, We have to say, you’re not in Good Standing with the BEL, until you pull your covers and come clean. Peace On True and Real
Eddy Spaghetti and the Maui Crew Owe Us for the 50 Kilos of Weed we got from Sayer through our Friend Wes, when everyone was broke there. Wow looks like a pattern, their MO.
The first Mexican Kilos to hit Maui.
What kine Seeds did the locals get out of that Batch?
Dennis Martino was killed by the French Underground upon his return to France according to an article in Playboy Mag.
Vince McKinney was killed by his Mexican connection when he returned to Mexico for ratting them off, for a Coke bust in Orange County.
I confronted him about what he owed me and got paid
What’s Been Did and What’s Been Hid shall Surface
That was Then This Is Now
I never meet Tim officially, I stayed away from celebs, or folks in the Spotlight after the Press. Turned Bad, the International LSD Music Scene, Dummied Up, on Getting High, for their Masters. The Birth Of The Plastic Heart Biscuit Heads A Heart Of Plastic and a Head Full Of Dough. Listen to what comes out and what goes in their Mouth
I was around for the Show
Maui No Ka Oi Early 1970s Airport: 9 pm:
We had our black ops watch caps on, faces blacked out, hiding in a sugarcane field behind the Maui Airport, timing the security guards dinner break. Larry McCourt and Ricky North were with me. The guard was gone for over an hour on the 3 nights we observed him. We were going to ship a trunk full of hash to Maui customs from Afghanistan then sneak in and switch the contents and pick up the trunk the next day. The windows into the customs bathrooms were slated glass panes, easily removed, Easy access.
Michael Kelly was gathering Bucks to do a hash scam as was Michael Chavez when I came up with the Idea. I had picked up a Afghani Trunk at Maui Customs from Afghanistan on my last Hash scam and was blown out how primitive the customs was there.
A Joynt Production:
Afghanistan Kabul:…..
I left for Afghanistan with our bucks and arrived in Kabul, found Hyatullah. He informed me the American Heat, Narks, was in town and we could do nothing at this time.
I ran into Dennis Martino, Tim Leary’s son in law, who told me Tim was in Algeria with the Black Panthers and wanted to come to Afghanistan. I talked to Hyatullah who said “yes” they will hide him out.
Dennis told me Tricky Ricky Bevan’s gave Me up to Agent Burk …so he could come look for me…… for them? I wounded how he knew that on the plane back to Maui.
Maui:……
Ron Bevan and Fat Bobby got Hyatullah busted in Afghanistan and could not return to score from him again. Ron and Smitty asked Me to score for them. I said yes. Before we left we made a agreement that whoever got back first would Help the Rest to get out of Hawaii as to the FBI, Narks hit list were going to be out soon, we heard.
I loaded 1500 lbs of hash for Ron and Smitty. Hyatullah wanted me to stay there and take him to the states after I loaded Fat Bobby. He wanted to put a 100 lbs in Fatsos rig for Hy and Me to sell and split the profits. I said shuts, heck ya. I loaded Fatsos rig and Amanullah Hyatullah and I traveled to Maui stopping in Thailand, (all night long, Hyatullah and Amanullah could not see each other breaking Muslim laws so the split up) Hong Kong, “OMG turned Hy on to some china white” Japan, ‘Gish Girls” Maui for Christmas Party at Fat Bobbys house.
Fat Bobby, Jerry “LEO ‘Padilla and I were outside when Bobby told me “we ripped off the Brotherhood. Chris” I told him “I did not rip anyone off.” Fat Bobby told me “OK Chris I am going to Get you.”?? Leo Padilla The” One Armed Bandit” was there and Heard every word. They never gave Hy and I our 100 lbs.
When I got back to Maui I gave 3 lbs for $500 front money, to move to the Mainland.
We unloaded Ron, Smitty and My rig in Monterey. I asked for 100 lbs of my 500 and the rest could go to the BEL Bros.
Santa Cruz: Town & Country Lodge:……
My cousin, by osmoses, Bobby Stewart and his School Bro, Jack Shraub had the Town & Country Lodge in Ben Lomond, near Santa Cruz. We all went to Hi school in Campbell Ca when I was in 9th grade and got kicked out of Anaheim Hi School. The Doobies, Albert King “ Smoked My Hash with him there” Snail, the Tubes and others played there. We had some fun times there. Oh boy.
I had sold the 100 lbs there to the T&C crew.
The BEL boys moved from Maui to Santa Cruz. I ran into Michael Alcohol at the T&C and he told me Dennis Martino wanted to talk to me. I hooked up with him near the River Mouth Trestle, going to the Boardwalk, at the House on the Left , with the Smaller house behind. I meet Tim Leary’s Daughter, Son, Joanna Harcourt Smith and Dennis to talk about a campaign to free Leary. I had borrowed a Car and had kilo of Mex and they had me show it to someone they did not let me meet. I left and turned around and went back to the house for some reason. Tim’s Daughter came out front in the street and told me to leave I could not come there? I observed Dennis and Joanna in the phone booth gesturing wildly about.
I proceeded to Town when a Car got on my Tail so close he was next to my bumper, Cops, OMG, they stayed on my Tail down Front St. to the River where I planned to make my get a way. No can do Hada Gun in My Head before I could open the door, They chained and cuffed me, one cop held me, the other 6 grabbed Pam and were grilling her. The cop watching me ….was watching her… I started slipping towards the river with my ankle bracelets and such. He grabbed me, through me over the car, punched me in the back of the head. He Smelled Like a Bar.
The FBI asked me if My phony Passport with My Picture on it was Me. I said “Yes.” They told me they would be witnesses for the Nark hitting me if I wanted. They had been standing across the street observing the show. I went straight to Jail do not pass go.
Jail was pretty kicked back in Santa Cruz, but then the cops were cooler up North…. not like the Orange County, John Birch Society, Sheriffs and Narks. I got rides hitchhiking from CHP, Cops, Sheriffs… going over Hwy 17 ….back in early 65. My West Valley college Professor, for Police Science, was the Campbell Police Chief. Chief Morgan had 5 kids himself.
Some Guy had a Wig over real Long Hair the cops did not know about.
Thomas Weil did that, when he picked up the Volkswagen in Portland, Princess Terry and Fat Al drove to the Hash lands, that we unloaded at my Moms House. A wig over long hair. We unloaded Fat bobbys Rig at my Moms house to.
The guy in Jail said he heard I was a Snitch. I told him “You better tell me who told you that Lie”
I was taken to OC, by Sheriffs Car ,along the coast, stopping along the way visiting different jails, To Orange county Jail. Disneyland to the Arian Brotherhood Guys I was in a cell with and a LA Hells Angel in for murder, the New OC Jail, tighter security than a Prison. Gerry Griffins Brother (California Blues Band, drummer with Mike Doc Beason Ritchie Evens 1962 ) Bobby, was the President of the Arian Brotherhood, in San Quentin, welded in his cell. The other guys had me write him and put all this Pagan stuff on the outside. They got some Heroin from a visit, made some weapons off the bedsprings, stabbed a Black Dude on the way back from court, trying to get the sheriff to open the door so they could escape. Shuts No go. Started a riot in the mess hall, and other maximum security # 1 in the world. Disneyland , they called me Hippie, they heard of Me from J.C. Tunnel, doing 5 years in Quentin for running the border with Fasty Ron Crawford and Lyncho , J.C. was sitting in a Yogi Lotus when accosted by some unruly characters, he got up Knocked them out and sat back down, did His Thing. Want some, come get some. He was hanging with Mike Hanna and Frank Mount, some Galloping Gooses from San Bernadino that I was in the Navy with, Shuts small world.
I ran into Joe Buffalo, he was in for murder, gave Joe some acid Johnny Gail gave me when he was in here, Gave some weed and hash to the A&B guys after they put them in max security, where I heard they had a Gun, someone escaped out of the visitors window during a visit, but otherwise we had a Ball. No one asked me anything about everything from my arrest till ending up with Henry Butch Bronco Clay at Terminal Island for 2 years on a A-2 # for passport fraud and they ran all my other stuff concurrent, riding a Freight train, not cutting my hair, FBI most wanted list, senate investigating committee, Bonano and ,Liddy were there too. Wow
Who ME.
I never heard anything about the Snitch jacket till I was on probation in Organ on some property I bought in the Rogue Valley, 5 acres, and Eagle Poin,t20 acres, from Merlin Foster , whom I sent to Afghanistan, and was friends with Bix and Rod Weir from Weirs World of Music, where we used to Jam with their Dad and our Band the Egyptian Stagecoach with the Swan, Grable, Montoya Scotty Wells and Me in early 65. Merlin ripped me off for all of it, OMG, threatened to turn me in to the FBI and such. I started hearing thing like Bobby Burns and snitch, My Cuzzz Bobby “The Bear Stewar”t told me they “BEL Bros’ were calling me a rat right after I was busted, while playing cards at the T&C.
I went to Portland for my parole and hooked up with Bill Walton’s friends that Pretty Patti, Dangerous Dave’s Friend I met, who wanted to do a hash Scam. Played Basketball with my parole officer at the YMCA. Used to go to Bills and smoke Ty Sticks after his games, Was in the Primo seats for the Champion ship games. Pam was entertaining Portland, the DEA was running amuck Drug wars , evil LSD Pot kills aggghhh we went from Hero to Zero, with almost everyone, family, friends, stomped on our love called us names changed the game. Where have all the flowers gone? The Trip got busted in Matalan, Bill went down and got them out after the Championship. I played Hoops with Bill in Medford at the Ymca when he was training before the Championships his trainer had him Eat Dairy, as he was a Vegan, to add weight to kick Kareem Abdul Jabir’s ass under the hoops, It worked. Bill was the most humble, kindest Guy and was really a turn on to hang out with.
Later on Gordon “Black Bart” Sexton told me Fat Bobby told Him he had Me investigated by a Private Investigator and I was a Snitch, before I even got busted, Him and Leo and their Crew spread the Bobby Burns story’s I was hearing coming from Lyle, because Vince McKinney ripped off half the hash I sent to Maui and bought a Car. So the guys only got half their profit O GEE,
The only person I talked to during the whole bust was the Lawyer Stapanion in O.C.
I found out after The Book Orange Sunshine Came out that Ron Bevan and Vern Smitty Smith did not give or tell anyone about the 400 Lbs We left, that’s Gary Cutbirths, Tommy Tunnel and My money guys You Owe, Pay up that’s a lot of interest. Until, We have to say, you’re not in Good Standing with the BEL, until you pull your covers and come clean. Peace On True and Real
Eddy Spaghetti and the Maui Crew Owe Us for the 50 Kilos of Weed we got from Sayer through our Friend Wes, when everyone was broke there. Wow looks like a pattern, their MO.
The first Mexican Kilos to hit Maui.
What kine Seeds did the locals get out of that Batch?
Dennis Martino was killed by the French Underground upon his return to France according to an article in Playboy Mag.
Vince McKinney was killed by his Mexican connection when he returned to Mexico for ratting them off, for a Coke bust in Orange County.
I confronted him about what he owed me and got paid
What’s Been Did and What’s Been Hid shall Surface
That was Then This Is Now
*San Francisco 1968 Haight Ashbury*
I left from the Haight Ashbury to Dodge to See Farmer John Griggs to deliver a message from Tommy Tunnel,
who was a fugitive hiding out at the Aquarian Temple BeL. Tommy wanted Farmer John to send him some Hash as he was in need. John said cool.
Tricky Ricky Bevens came up San Francisco under Farmer John Griggs direction to ask me if we wanted to do a Hash scam. He told me I did not have to do anything nor cut my hair to go. I suggested we take Gary Cutbirth and Tommy Tunnel. Gary Cutbirth and I put up $5000 and Tricky put up $5000.
Tricky and I found a 500 acer Ranch in Irish Beach in NorCal with a locked Private Beach with Surf, for rent . $175 a month, to unload the rigs when we returned. I traded the Chevy Van I got From Rich Rustico and Thomas Weil to "Little Billy" Erskine for a Casmero Then traded the Camaro for a Land Rover Jeep for the BEL Ranch.
We bought some LSD and would turn it and buy our Rigs. Trickys Friend Nolan and Susie would sell the LSD in England.
The runner put the LSD in My amplifier and rode off. He returned deported because he did not have enough money to get in the UK for his expenses. So they deport you. He left again successfully.
UK England
We split up and left to the UK. Danny Cassertis and I bought a English Bedford Motorhome. Gary "Dass' Cutbirth and Tommy" T.T." Tunnel bought a Land Rover Jeep.
Tricky told us not to go to Turkey for any reason and keep a low profile. We were to go to Bulgaria and ship the Bedford to northern Turkey because the roads were very dangerous with robbers and road conditions.
We went to a resort on the Coast in Bulgaria. The Communist resort town had folks from all over. We tried to rent a room at a Russian hotel but they said they were full. I had checked out the Bedford for stash places. The roof was a no go, as the headliner was 1/8 inch fiberboard with no space above it. I hit a overhang of a building and punched a small hole in the plastic roof. The Bulgarian shipping Co. wanted us to pay for the crew, boat and all the expenses as they did not travel that route being a Communist country. We asked do they have any repair places for our plastic roof. We were told we have to go to Turkey for Repairs and shipping. Unbelievably there was a Left Breaking so tight and pretty I had to go body surf it .OMG no surfboard.
Upon our Arrival we checked into the Hilton and was immediately photographed and appeared in the Istanbul News as the First tourists from the West to the East. They would fix the roof like new and arranged our
shipping. Nice. I found some sisters from the USA and We got to play an go out for Belly Dancers and stuff.
"Read Orange sunshine the book for the rest of this section"
Gary Cutbirths Girl friend Carol was taking 4 grams of Sunshine to the Moody Blues to go on tour with Tim Leary when he was going to run for Governor of California . Carol got stopped at Customs in UK because Tricky Ricky Bevans did not give her enough $ to enter the UK.Tricky saw it come down and split. That was the 2nd time he did that. The last time He Did not give Danny Caserta enough $ to get in the UK.
Carol was interrogated by Scotland Yard, ate 20 hits of Special Sunshine for the BEL Bros she had in her Bra for Tommy Tunnel and Carols boy friend Gary Cutbirth in India. She had Heaviest THC resin in the History of Scotland Yard, in a Haight St Pipes, pictures of Me throwing hash and money in the air OMG, they did not find the 4 grams Carol hadin the Stereo Blaster speakers. Carol told them where She was going and gave the addresses in Broadstairs Kent where We were hanging out. They deported Carol back to the USA.
Danny and Tricky went to The UK to pick up the Bedford with the hash in it. Tricky did not give him enough $ to get in the UK, 3rd time. He told them where he was going to pick up his Bedford motorhome and gave the same addresses as Carol. They busted them and Tricky walked.
Tales of BEL High Times and True Adventures
I left from the Haight Ashbury to Dodge to See Farmer John Griggs to deliver a message from Tommy Tunnel,
who was a fugitive hiding out at the Aquarian Temple BeL. Tommy wanted Farmer John to send him some Hash as he was in need. John said cool.
Tricky Ricky Bevens came up San Francisco under Farmer John Griggs direction to ask me if we wanted to do a Hash scam. He told me I did not have to do anything nor cut my hair to go. I suggested we take Gary Cutbirth and Tommy Tunnel. Gary Cutbirth and I put up $5000 and Tricky put up $5000.
Tricky and I found a 500 acer Ranch in Irish Beach in NorCal with a locked Private Beach with Surf, for rent . $175 a month, to unload the rigs when we returned. I traded the Chevy Van I got From Rich Rustico and Thomas Weil to "Little Billy" Erskine for a Casmero Then traded the Camaro for a Land Rover Jeep for the BEL Ranch.
We bought some LSD and would turn it and buy our Rigs. Trickys Friend Nolan and Susie would sell the LSD in England.
The runner put the LSD in My amplifier and rode off. He returned deported because he did not have enough money to get in the UK for his expenses. So they deport you. He left again successfully.
UK England
We split up and left to the UK. Danny Cassertis and I bought a English Bedford Motorhome. Gary "Dass' Cutbirth and Tommy" T.T." Tunnel bought a Land Rover Jeep.
Tricky told us not to go to Turkey for any reason and keep a low profile. We were to go to Bulgaria and ship the Bedford to northern Turkey because the roads were very dangerous with robbers and road conditions.
We went to a resort on the Coast in Bulgaria. The Communist resort town had folks from all over. We tried to rent a room at a Russian hotel but they said they were full. I had checked out the Bedford for stash places. The roof was a no go, as the headliner was 1/8 inch fiberboard with no space above it. I hit a overhang of a building and punched a small hole in the plastic roof. The Bulgarian shipping Co. wanted us to pay for the crew, boat and all the expenses as they did not travel that route being a Communist country. We asked do they have any repair places for our plastic roof. We were told we have to go to Turkey for Repairs and shipping. Unbelievably there was a Left Breaking so tight and pretty I had to go body surf it .OMG no surfboard.
Upon our Arrival we checked into the Hilton and was immediately photographed and appeared in the Istanbul News as the First tourists from the West to the East. They would fix the roof like new and arranged our
shipping. Nice. I found some sisters from the USA and We got to play an go out for Belly Dancers and stuff.
"Read Orange sunshine the book for the rest of this section"
Gary Cutbirths Girl friend Carol was taking 4 grams of Sunshine to the Moody Blues to go on tour with Tim Leary when he was going to run for Governor of California . Carol got stopped at Customs in UK because Tricky Ricky Bevans did not give her enough $ to enter the UK.Tricky saw it come down and split. That was the 2nd time he did that. The last time He Did not give Danny Caserta enough $ to get in the UK.
Carol was interrogated by Scotland Yard, ate 20 hits of Special Sunshine for the BEL Bros she had in her Bra for Tommy Tunnel and Carols boy friend Gary Cutbirth in India. She had Heaviest THC resin in the History of Scotland Yard, in a Haight St Pipes, pictures of Me throwing hash and money in the air OMG, they did not find the 4 grams Carol hadin the Stereo Blaster speakers. Carol told them where She was going and gave the addresses in Broadstairs Kent where We were hanging out. They deported Carol back to the USA.
Danny and Tricky went to The UK to pick up the Bedford with the hash in it. Tricky did not give him enough $ to get in the UK, 3rd time. He told them where he was going to pick up his Bedford motorhome and gave the same addresses as Carol. They busted them and Tricky walked.
Tales of BEL High Times and True Adventures
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Gary W Cutbirth reports:
My side is just like it was explained in the book except they left out the part about how the car got into such bad shape.
We picked up two hitchhikers on the boat from Istanbul to Trabzon Turkey. We drove all the way to the border of Iran and had to drive all the way back to Trabzon to get our entrance visa into Iran and on the way back to the border I let the hitchhiker drive and he turned the Land Rover over and killed himself and Tommy and I were in a hell of a mess. There were hundred dollar bills all over the ground and I had to watch him, the hitch hiker, die at the hospital.
The mechanic at the hospital said he could put the Lander Rover back together. We had a juice press with us for packing hash, when we got there and he even used that to straighten out the chassis out. We barely made it to Teheran stuck in 1st gear in four wheel drive and those stinky Iranians would not work on our car because we were Americans...
Anyway after all was said and done. I helped pack the car and then went to India. Spent some time there and in Nepal also , then went back to India, where I Fathered a son and after my Friend Bobby finally found me and Tommy, I cane home to the states and lived at Danny's house where I met my wife Jane and we had 5 daughters and I left the so called Brotherhood behind and no longer want to be called Bel as I'm sold completely out to Jesus Christ and that's that! Love you Bobby
Peaceout, as you like to say!!!!!
Gary W Cutbirth reports:
My side is just like it was explained in the book except they left out the part about how the car got into such bad shape.
We picked up two hitchhikers on the boat from Istanbul to Trabzon Turkey. We drove all the way to the border of Iran and had to drive all the way back to Trabzon to get our entrance visa into Iran and on the way back to the border I let the hitchhiker drive and he turned the Land Rover over and killed himself and Tommy and I were in a hell of a mess. There were hundred dollar bills all over the ground and I had to watch him, the hitch hiker, die at the hospital.
The mechanic at the hospital said he could put the Lander Rover back together. We had a juice press with us for packing hash, when we got there and he even used that to straighten out the chassis out. We barely made it to Teheran stuck in 1st gear in four wheel drive and those stinky Iranians would not work on our car because we were Americans...
Anyway after all was said and done. I helped pack the car and then went to India. Spent some time there and in Nepal also , then went back to India, where I Fathered a son and after my Friend Bobby finally found me and Tommy, I cane home to the states and lived at Danny's house where I met my wife Jane and we had 5 daughters and I left the so called Brotherhood behind and no longer want to be called Bel as I'm sold completely out to Jesus Christ and that's that! Love you Bobby
Peaceout, as you like to say!!!!!
We moved to Saratoga when my Dad remarried Connie O’Leary when I was in the 2nd grade after being in foster homes for 3 years after my Mom Split to Organ with the logger Morgan. Connie's sister Beverly Locicicro and her husband Richard lived there and His family owned all the Orchards from Saratoga to Mt. View.
We had a Hunting lodge in Morgan Hill in 5000 acres of BLM property, they Built the Saratoga Lanes Bowling Ally for us. They own Seaside Corp at the Boardwalk with the Capone’s. Uncle Richard and Mel Machado owned the Saratoga Drug Store with a Soda Fountain. Gee Aunty Bev and Uncle Richard had every kind of drug in their bathroom wow . We used to play at the Brass Knocker down the street later, with Paul The Duck Ziegler, Les Morgan, Billy Dean , Ken Randal, Pat Simmons, Jorma and others.
Weird Herald is even more mysterious, but all the more interesting for that. Jorma Kaukonen had gotten his start in the South Bay folk scene, where he was friends with Garcia, Nelson and all the rest. Among his San Jose pals were guitarists Paul Ziegler and Billy Dean Andrus. Andrus, a transplant from Mississippi, was reputed to be one of the hot pickers in the South Bay. Weird Herald was the 1968-69 folk rock band started by Ziegler and Andrus. They played many "underground" gigs in San Jose, but little is known about them save for one 45, featuring some spacey acoustic fingerpicking. Supposedly Weird Herald recorded an unreleased album (for Onyx Records) but I don't know what it might have sounded like. Did Weird Herald even have a drummer? Were they planning to play an acoustic gig without a band? Were Jorma and Jack going to join in with Weird Herald? Ziegler was the guitarist with Hot Tuna in 1970, so that isn't such a stretch.
Unlike Jorma and Jack, Billy Dean Andrus remains an unheard legend. After Weird Herald broke up, Andrus joined a San Jose group called Pachuco, featuring the even more legendary Skip Spence, and finally a Santa Cruz Mountains band called Mountain Current. In early November 1970, Andrus died of a drug overdose, supposedly after a three-day party at a notorious biker hangout in the Santa Cruz Mountains [Chateau]. Jorma Kaukonen wrote "Ode To Billy Dean" (on Burgers) and still plays it to this day. One of Andrus's San Jose pals, Pat Simmons, had joined a band called The Doobie Brothers, and later dedicated the song "Black Water" to him, so Andrus's presence still resides with his friends.
Brother Les Morgan told me He created the guitar song" Black Water"
The Matrix owners recorded every show, although they did not preserve every tape due to the cost of recording tape at the time. We can only hope that some piece of Weird Herald's performance is still accessible.
We had a Hunting lodge in Morgan Hill in 5000 acres of BLM property, they Built the Saratoga Lanes Bowling Ally for us. They own Seaside Corp at the Boardwalk with the Capone’s. Uncle Richard and Mel Machado owned the Saratoga Drug Store with a Soda Fountain. Gee Aunty Bev and Uncle Richard had every kind of drug in their bathroom wow . We used to play at the Brass Knocker down the street later, with Paul The Duck Ziegler, Les Morgan, Billy Dean , Ken Randal, Pat Simmons, Jorma and others.
Weird Herald is even more mysterious, but all the more interesting for that. Jorma Kaukonen had gotten his start in the South Bay folk scene, where he was friends with Garcia, Nelson and all the rest. Among his San Jose pals were guitarists Paul Ziegler and Billy Dean Andrus. Andrus, a transplant from Mississippi, was reputed to be one of the hot pickers in the South Bay. Weird Herald was the 1968-69 folk rock band started by Ziegler and Andrus. They played many "underground" gigs in San Jose, but little is known about them save for one 45, featuring some spacey acoustic fingerpicking. Supposedly Weird Herald recorded an unreleased album (for Onyx Records) but I don't know what it might have sounded like. Did Weird Herald even have a drummer? Were they planning to play an acoustic gig without a band? Were Jorma and Jack going to join in with Weird Herald? Ziegler was the guitarist with Hot Tuna in 1970, so that isn't such a stretch.
Unlike Jorma and Jack, Billy Dean Andrus remains an unheard legend. After Weird Herald broke up, Andrus joined a San Jose group called Pachuco, featuring the even more legendary Skip Spence, and finally a Santa Cruz Mountains band called Mountain Current. In early November 1970, Andrus died of a drug overdose, supposedly after a three-day party at a notorious biker hangout in the Santa Cruz Mountains [Chateau]. Jorma Kaukonen wrote "Ode To Billy Dean" (on Burgers) and still plays it to this day. One of Andrus's San Jose pals, Pat Simmons, had joined a band called The Doobie Brothers, and later dedicated the song "Black Water" to him, so Andrus's presence still resides with his friends.
Brother Les Morgan told me He created the guitar song" Black Water"
The Matrix owners recorded every show, although they did not preserve every tape due to the cost of recording tape at the time. We can only hope that some piece of Weird Herald's performance is still accessible.
Huyattulah Toki
“You Wanna Get High But You Just Don’t Know Why”
Santa Cruz late 70s
Bronco brought Stubby to the Cruz. Stubby introduced me to Fritz, an El Salvadorian, Who had some cocaine for sale. They had a stash pad in Daily City overlooking the San Francisco Bay and airport, where the Soldiers fighting in El Salvador could come for R&R.
The stash pad had a big screen TV, hot tub, Girls and the Stash. I did a few deals there and partied with Fritz. Stubby got a house in the Cruz. I was to meet Fritz and 4 of the His Boys at the Grosvenor Hotel by the S.F. Airport. He had a room looking over the Airport landing terminal.
A plane landed, taxied to the Cargo plane area. We saw Fritz’s Boy get off the plane with a G.I. Duffel Bag over his shoulder. He walked to the hotel. He had 80 kilos of coke in that bag with the names of the family’s on the kilos. I wanted 2 kilos. They opened one to show me and sample. I asked for something to chop it up with. Fritz says no need. He broke a little piece off, Smeared it between his index finger and thumb…… Then snorted it like he was scratching his nose, pure delight for the bones.
I was working with Johnny Benevento out of San Jose at the time, had a room there on the south side. We were moving Stubbys coke. Donny Might Mouth Postell was in Law school… sleeping on our couch, girls, hookers, coke, Sex Drugs Rock and Roll. Johnny B and Me went into a Message Parlor in Pleasure Point when it was Still Fun in Santa Cruz., I was waiting for my girl, she kept going into another room… I got up and went in the room. Johnny B. had a quarter Pound of coke in a Bag dishing out lines….. All the Girls were in his room. Oh boy. Johnny B. brought one home with him, moved her in for a week, OMG.
Stubby asked me to watch his house and 2 kilos for him while he went to the city. I was watching a movie upstairs when a Dude with a Gun and Badge appeared from the stairs…. I thought out the door… thought 29 years, then looked at him, he was No Cop. Two more came up. They asked me where the stash was. I said I did Not know. They looked around ………… Then asked me where it was.
They brought me in the Bed room put a 45 next to my temple, where is it at???? I said “I do not know, what your talking about”, A Knock on the Door. It is Pam coming over for sum. They duct tape her as she is telling them not to rape her “over and over and over, I just said “shut the fuck up”. The one called Sarge said “right on dude and taped her mouth. The other one started getting mad and saying Robert “Stubby” told us it was here. WTF?????
He kicked the table I was sitting at and the door opened and there was my Briefcase with the Coke and some Killer Weed I had. They did some lines took a dump and split. Pam did not get a line or raped. She was disappointed. I called Tommy and Linda Bidwell and told them what happened, Tommy said “Wait, let me tell you what he is going to do next, He did the same thing to Linda and Me,”
I ran Stubby out of Santa Cruz Quickly. Stubby, Tommy Cornwall and 2 other dudes lived in Dodge together, The 2 other dudes tried to Rip Bill Hottenger and I off for some Christmas wrapped paper Pot in San Francisco. Did not work. I know some one will know who they are and I believe it will be the Rips. Tommy Bidwell told me he rips off one connection to pay off the other one, then they have to keep working with them.
When I told Fritz he said “Just keep working” I told him “No Way”. Stubby approached me in the Market in Aptos, I told him to stay away from me, He approached me again outside the door. I had a little buck knife with a 2 inch blade for cutting fruit I Whipped out and stuck it under his heart, he had on a leather jacket and is so Fat, like Fat Bobby the Liar, The knife just cut the coat a little, disappears in the folds of fat, security guard standing there, by by Stubby, He left Santa Cruz never saw him again Thank My Lucky Stars.
Now I find out that was the Contra CIA Cocaine we were pushing. Working for the Man even when we think we don’t. Oh well, Everything’s All One. The Singular Multicomplexity The Dow, The Flow; The Om Don’t you know????
Santa Cruz late 70s
Bronco brought Stubby to the Cruz. Stubby introduced me to Fritz, an El Salvadorian, Who had some cocaine for sale. They had a stash pad in Daily City overlooking the San Francisco Bay and airport, where the Soldiers fighting in El Salvador could come for R&R.
The stash pad had a big screen TV, hot tub, Girls and the Stash. I did a few deals there and partied with Fritz. Stubby got a house in the Cruz. I was to meet Fritz and 4 of the His Boys at the Grosvenor Hotel by the S.F. Airport. He had a room looking over the Airport landing terminal.
A plane landed, taxied to the Cargo plane area. We saw Fritz’s Boy get off the plane with a G.I. Duffel Bag over his shoulder. He walked to the hotel. He had 80 kilos of coke in that bag with the names of the family’s on the kilos. I wanted 2 kilos. They opened one to show me and sample. I asked for something to chop it up with. Fritz says no need. He broke a little piece off, Smeared it between his index finger and thumb…… Then snorted it like he was scratching his nose, pure delight for the bones.
I was working with Johnny Benevento out of San Jose at the time, had a room there on the south side. We were moving Stubbys coke. Donny Might Mouth Postell was in Law school… sleeping on our couch, girls, hookers, coke, Sex Drugs Rock and Roll. Johnny B and Me went into a Message Parlor in Pleasure Point when it was Still Fun in Santa Cruz., I was waiting for my girl, she kept going into another room… I got up and went in the room. Johnny B. had a quarter Pound of coke in a Bag dishing out lines….. All the Girls were in his room. Oh boy. Johnny B. brought one home with him, moved her in for a week, OMG.
Stubby asked me to watch his house and 2 kilos for him while he went to the city. I was watching a movie upstairs when a Dude with a Gun and Badge appeared from the stairs…. I thought out the door… thought 29 years, then looked at him, he was No Cop. Two more came up. They asked me where the stash was. I said I did Not know. They looked around ………… Then asked me where it was.
They brought me in the Bed room put a 45 next to my temple, where is it at???? I said “I do not know, what your talking about”, A Knock on the Door. It is Pam coming over for sum. They duct tape her as she is telling them not to rape her “over and over and over, I just said “shut the fuck up”. The one called Sarge said “right on dude and taped her mouth. The other one started getting mad and saying Robert “Stubby” told us it was here. WTF?????
He kicked the table I was sitting at and the door opened and there was my Briefcase with the Coke and some Killer Weed I had. They did some lines took a dump and split. Pam did not get a line or raped. She was disappointed. I called Tommy and Linda Bidwell and told them what happened, Tommy said “Wait, let me tell you what he is going to do next, He did the same thing to Linda and Me,”
I ran Stubby out of Santa Cruz Quickly. Stubby, Tommy Cornwall and 2 other dudes lived in Dodge together, The 2 other dudes tried to Rip Bill Hottenger and I off for some Christmas wrapped paper Pot in San Francisco. Did not work. I know some one will know who they are and I believe it will be the Rips. Tommy Bidwell told me he rips off one connection to pay off the other one, then they have to keep working with them.
When I told Fritz he said “Just keep working” I told him “No Way”. Stubby approached me in the Market in Aptos, I told him to stay away from me, He approached me again outside the door. I had a little buck knife with a 2 inch blade for cutting fruit I Whipped out and stuck it under his heart, he had on a leather jacket and is so Fat, like Fat Bobby the Liar, The knife just cut the coat a little, disappears in the folds of fat, security guard standing there, by by Stubby, He left Santa Cruz never saw him again Thank My Lucky Stars.
Now I find out that was the Contra CIA Cocaine we were pushing. Working for the Man even when we think we don’t. Oh well, Everything’s All One. The Singular Multicomplexity The Dow, The Flow; The Om Don’t you know????
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