Chapter Chapter Eight Testimonial /Michael Payton Legacy/ by Peter Romanowsky CEO/President of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc l

 

  Unedited voice to text  and a work in progress/Once Upon a Time there was a ideal looking long hair and bearded hippie living next door to the apartment complex that my in-laws own and also next to George Lucas's Hilltop Victorian Mansion and his name was Michael Payton and he always had a smile and a garden in front of him and an organic garden at that and  it was always my impression anyways, and one day a friend of mine named Randy McAtee, led him to the Lord Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior and for Michael was an altar boy in the Catholic Church in his youth and was raised in San Anselmo California in Marin County and but he had not experienced the New Birth by the Holy Ghost, in Jesus Christ and the Father and being raised a Catholic myself. I never heard about the new birth and thought that I just had to be as good as I can, to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven and it seemed like I could never be that good enough. Compared to all the well-dressed and successful looking people, that went to Mass on Sundays and I never heard the gospel preached during mass. But only current events in the news, except for the liuturgy of which was all in Latin. When I was growing up and I couldn't understand anything said and my back hurt from kneeling so long during the communion ceremony and Michael became part of our new and fledgling Jesus movement Church and became a saint in our midst and the most flawless person that I have ever met, with a kind heart and giving and never taking bad about anyone and as handsome as a Greek statue. With his jet black hair and beard and he also was a singer and guitar player and joined our makshift, choir with Kenneth Hopkins and myself and Linda Weaver and Randy McAtee on makeshift, instance and we sang and played and worship the Lord on Sundays and beginning formally in the Woodacre Improvement Club.In Woodacre  California, in Marin County and then we moved to the beautiful wedding chapel that looked  like a cathedral and a castle on a hill overlooking San Anselmo and ironically Michael  also lived in the neighborhood with George Lucas, before he became world famous and now again he's living in a neighborhood near him again in new location and in humble rented means. Michael also  worked at the Black Market Import and export store in San Anselmo of which was the largest import export store in Marin County and his bosses were both "Gay" and owners together and after Michael was Born Again one of the Gay owners noticed a dramatic difference in Michael and begin wondering and being curious as to what happened to him and one day Michae. Woho had the keys to the Seminary Chapel, took him up there to pray with him and he was born again also and for he had been in the homosexual and "quote Gay"  lifestyle for some 20 years. After his first pastor introduced him to homosexuality and set him up with another gay member of the church and they became partners together and gay lovers and about the time that this gentleman noticed Michael's complete change in his life. The gentleman was contemplating suicide. For he was getting older and couldn't get young Gay lovers and was going to what was called the dark rooms in San Francisco. Where people had sex in the dark with total strangers and this was before the AIDS epidemic and he felt like jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge, before he saw Michaels change and so Michael brought him to one of our Sunday morning church services. In the most beautiful cathedral like Chapel in Marin County, On Seminary Hill at the San Francisco Theological Seminary, lpocated in San Anselmo. of which are humble little church congregation rented for our Sunday services and all though Seminary. Being a Presbyterian Seminary and the oldest Presbyterian Seminary West of the Mississippi and had relocated from San Francisco to San Anselmo and by the grace of God. The manager of the Seminary let us rent what was commonly known as the Wedding Chapel. For it was so that beautiful and was used and rented for weddings. Whenever it was not used on Sundays and so we were able to use the chapel and the gentleman that Mike Peyton brought to Church one Sunday morning, looked so bored during the service and it looked like he had his head in his hand and couldn't get  out of the service fast enough and hoping it would end soon type of look on his face and demeanor and to my surprise he came back again and again to our Sunday morning service and eventually asked if he could be the organist for we had an organ in the chapel and he became our organist. For he had been the organist some 20 ynmears ago in the church that the gay pastor introduced him into the homosexual lifestyle and the name of the church denomination was the Disciples of Churst a major denomination and of which anyone would know or have heard from or about in Christian circles as a legitimate Bible Church and I believe it may have been the same denomination, that Jim Jones was a part of at one time. Before he became the great Pretender or the apostate backslider, in the Assembly of God denomination or some type of archetype Pentecostal and Holy Ghost filled Church, like that of where, he learned his devious ways, of how to speak the Holy Ghost and Christian language and of which by he had deceived, so many and for when I first heard Jim Jones on the radio he was perfect in every word and claimed to be healing people in the name of Jesus and or using the typical Pentecostal and Bible language and if not charismatic language of the day and but when I went to a Jim Jones meeting in Ukiah and he wasn't there. I heard his business manager and what I heard disturbed me very much and that's another story about fake Church supporting the Communist of Angela Davis and belittling organizations like the Full Gospel business fellowship and such and as I left the so-called Chapel with an indoor swimming pool of which they claimed was used for baptism. Jim Jones's wife followed me out of the chapel and asked me what was wrong and I told her that I just had a bad feeling about what was going on in there and she had a little Jewish a young lady with her. Who said that she was an atheist and Jim Jones brought her to the belief in God and little that she know that Jim Jones claim to be God and that he was the god of all these poor and unfortunate Souls and I will share the rest of the story about Jim Jones at another time and in another chapter of this memoir of mine and back to the gentleman named Brother Frank Worthen. Who became our organist and one day he came to me and asked if he could put a series of messages on our Christian radio program, that I was ministering over and I said "no problem" and "yes" and for he was concerned about speaking about coming out of the homosexual lifestyle and wanted to help others and he was concerned it my defend some of our members in our little congregation and I said absolutely not and by the grace of God.⁰ I was the first to put Frank Worthing on the air to share his testimony of how he had come out of the homosexual lifestyle and he called his ministry the Brother Frank Ministry and it was a series of at least three to five programs of 15 minutes and it make a long story shorr, 0pin the future he ended up giving his testimony on major television networks and I am humbly and proud to say without pride,  that I was the first one to put his testimony and Ministry on the Airways and then one day or night Frank words and had a dream to go and visit Kent Philpot the head of the open door Ministries and small denomination that came out of the Jesus movement and had bookstores to draw people into the open door churches and his office was behind the main bookstore of the mother Church in San Rafael and Kent was working on a book called the Third Sex and for nobody up to this point, had spoke  about or written a contemporary book on the subject and during the Jesus Movement for example and AIDS hadn't been in the picture yet and this was what one would call a preemptive strike by the Holy Ghost,pppk inspiring Kent and Kent wrote Frank Warden into his book and his story and put his address in the book and or contact number and people begin flooding Frank with telephones calls and letters saying how blessed they were to hear of his coming out for the Lord and for at that time and even today it was believed by the liberal media established and brainwashed collegians that people were born homosexuals and couldn't be changed and here was a major example of someone that not only came out of the homosexual lifestyle. But eventually married and together him and his wife carried on a Ministry called The Lighthouse Ministry in San Rafael California and after first together with Kent Philpott started what was called love in action Ministry and eventually as a result of this book and so much correspondence and attention coming to him apparently that he became the unofficial head of what came to be known as Exodus International. A 0cover Ministry for all other Ministries reaching out to homosexual gays for Christ and of course Frank Worthen was invited on the national Circuit of talk shows, including Phil Donovan and other shows no doubt of which I can't remember and still holding on to the fac that I was the first to let him share his testimony and Ministry in the media and on radio and but it was Kent Philpott's book, The Third Sex that really put Frank Worthen into the Limelight and although eventually Exodus International ran its course and Love In Action also the ministry that Frank Worthen was the  head of along with Kent Philpott as a sponsor and Frank Worthen also was given an office and position as a pastor in the church eventually, to the open door of which can Philpot pastored and as aforementioned Frank  married and eventually together with his wife started the lighthouse International Ministry in San Rafael, to reach homosexual gays for Christ until he's gone to be with the Lord. And to get things straight Kent Pholpott was not a homosexual and neither ways Michael Payton and one day Frank Worthen came to me after leaving our little congregation and moving on to the Open Door Church and eventually becoming a co-pastor and said to me that he had a second dream and that in the dream he was told that I was his Elder, "in the Lord" for he was older then me and that was comforting to know. For I virtually never saw him again, pafter he moved on to the Church of Open Door. Meanwhile wow Frank Worthen was still playing the organ in our little church block on Seminary Hill he and Michael Peyton started a thrift store for our congregation in San Rafael and Michael remodeled this storefront like only I could imagine her I had not such skills and apparently he got them from his father who was in the sheet metal business and had to know a lot about constructing construction and Contracting and putting in sheet metal conductors in buildings for heat and air conditioning and he even remodeled the bathroom or toilet area and to me he was a proverbial wizard at it and Frank Worthing stocked the thrift store with all kinds of things from the black market Import and Export store that he was Partners in still with his former gay lover and at the store was an amazing piece of work and all together by the love and the most Frank Worthen and Michael Payton and but this was not Michael's calling to manage a Church Thrift Store and his ambition was to be a doctor and but instead he eventually inherited his father's sheet metal business and no doubt was the best employer that people ever had for at Michael's memorial the chapel was full to capacity with his employees and Friends saying goodbye to at the large Funeral Chapel of which his memorial was held at this part of Michael's life was part of the legacy of the Jesus movement of what he was a deacon and a soldier and a street witnesser and a guitar player and singer and helped in our radio programs as an announcer and contributed with music and then he met the love of his life named Carol who Fellowship also in our church and his love and devotion was so great that he had three wedding ceremonies believe it or not and the third cultivated in The Wedding Chapel in which we used to meet in and had moved down to another Chapel called Montgomery Chapel at the foot of Seminary Hill and before moving to our storefront in San Anselmo and the chapel was filled with people of which could hold a couple of hundred people is my estimation or at least a hundred or more attended and it was a glorious and formal wedding  after having a ceremony in our little church congregation and fellowship and even my son was dressed in a tuxedo when he was just 5 or 6 years old and was the ring barer and Michael's mother was there and I presumed his father and another minister performed the wedding and I was kind of on the sideline for I already preformed his second wedding and I  had been battling and suffering from depression and burnout from all the ministry activity that I have been involved in and things were kind of a blur to me at the time and I was about to end or head into the greatest crisis of my life up to that time for the church had ran its course and all of those in their late teens and early twenties we're getting married and moving on to Novato the town north of Marin County North of San Rafael where rents were more reasonable and one can raise a family for my wife for and I were living in the heart of Marin County and one of the richest counties in California and sometimes on and off is the richest along with San Mateo County which is south of San Francisco and people just couldn't afford to raise a family in a heart of Marin County and because my in-laws owned the house so we could continue living in San Anselmo and our disciple house and homeless house ministry had ran its course and we were renting to some College of Marin students the same college that Robin Williams attended and lost his first talent contest and the radio Ministry had ran its course and the television Ministry that we helped pray up and that my brother was chief engineer and manager of had when is course and my wife and I and two children and eventually a third settled to a life of contemplation and for some 3 years eventually when everything is run its course except job my overseas missionary work in Europe and the Middle East and a mission that our church was the first to sponsor in San Juan Del Rio Mexico of which is another story and about 5:00 about by this time I had suffered a complete nervous breakdown and burn out and couldn't leave my home eventually for 3 years contemplating and meditating and praying and studying and it had become my greatest and most severe and austiar and ascetic  Monastery experience and my wife was very supportive and had a part-time job with her family and we had income, coming in from the students down below and there was no reason for me to leave the house anymore because all the other Ministries had run their course and our home was like a Garden of Eden in miniature and even a perennial stream ran through it and redwoods grew in our garden and Deerwood come also as well as raccoons and I spent a year in my bedroom recovering from this Mass depression that I was suffering from and I made my way into the living room and camped there and begin studying etymology, dictionaries and encyclopedias and I wanted to know the etymological meanings and histories of every word and after a year of doing that with my wife going to Seminary libraries to pick me up books and ordering me books like the most current encyclopedia by random house and the complete Oxford dictionary set in a two volume set and books on etymology like by Reverend skeet and by the editor of the Oxford Dictionary and after a year of doing this sleeping and lying on the floor surrounded by these books I then watch every Christian television show for a year on the two cable channels that we had at the time and we had one of the first and most primitive internet computers like Atari and after a year the Christian television ministers began to repeat themselves and I felt okay this is a cycle and it's time to move on again and this time on Thanksgiving Day I was able to walk away from my home for the first time and walk across town to my mother-in-law's lavish Hillside home with a view to spend Thanksgiving dinner with her and my family and what caused this Great Depression and dark night of the Soul I can only attribute to Satan wanted to sift me like wheat like Jesus told Peter that Satan has desired to sift him like wheat and but that he had prayed for Peter that is Faith fail not and my faith was tested like never before and there was a continuous darkness and depression in the background of my mind and it was so dark that I could not feel hope or faith and or love at the time in my heart and soul as my mind struggled with this complete darkness and blackness of the spirit in the spiritual life or world and I had to learn to completely walk by faith and not by sight and not by feeling but by the word of God and God's promises in the Bible and that became my only light in the Darkness where I could not see the next step that I was taking and I was certainly walking through the valley of the shadow of death and I had constant suicidal feelings and thoughts  both day and night and they never left me and even traveled into my sleep with me of which is usually where people can escape from their pains and depressions and anxieties and go into another world and forget and yet these feelings traveled with me into my sleep also and I kept breathing and hoping against hope and not feeling any hope and only believing and not feeling any faith for faith is not a Feeling but it is the evidence of Things Not Seen or even felt and all pain will eventually be forgotten as Jesus spoke of a woman and childbirth and being able to forget the pain as soon as a child is born and God bless us with forgetfulness of our immediate pains and sorrows and distresses and fears and I vowed to myself that I would never use the words worry or doubt or fear or anxiety or hopelessness again and even though I have failed a number of time since in keeping my vow to myself about using these words and nevertheless I have never told anybody to start worrying about anything and for worrying accomplishes nothing and I have a place that word my heart in life with the word concern and concerning fear and the fear of God the Bible says that perfect love casts out all fear and God is love so I never tell people that are his children to fear God for God is our father and those without love and outside of the family of God and who are not born again and yes they are fearful because of their consciousness of the evil that they are doing and But ultimately as the tree of the knowledge of Good and Evil of which the Lord told Adam and Eve not to eat, was not the tree of evil for Pure Evil does not exist in God's universe for God is love and tree was a mixture of the knowledge of Good and Evil and not Pure Evil and for pure evil cannot exist in God's universe of goodness of which is greater than any evil or Darkness and if one feels hopeless or lacks the feeling of Hope and just remember again that hope is not a Feeling for it is a faith in believing and believing is a verb and something active and by walking forward and moving forward in faith no matter how dark with the only light is the light of God's prophetic word and the words of the Bible and scriptures to walk upon and when nothing else feels or looks right and one feels so condemned by the devil who is called the Accuser of the brethren and who accuses the Brethren day and night according to the scriptures to be continued and edited from voice to text warts and all and after I came out of that horrific experience, I was so happy and free and glad to be free of not only anxiety but of what is called in religious circles severe scruples of which nothing you do feels right before the Lord and that everything you do seems wrong and not right and not good enough and even to the point where I was afraid to move or roll over in bed I lift my arm without feeling some type of horrible guilt and condemnation before everything I did and thought that every move I made and I got to the point where I would be standing in the kitchen in my pajamas and my wife would leave to go to her part-time job and when she got back I was still virtually standing in the same position I'm afraid to move and was frozen and again I was so happy to be released from this fear of doing everything wrong and constant condemnation and anxiety and I thought that everybody would be happy with me and I begin to do all the things that I was afraid to do when I was in that agoraphobic state and I sailed down the coast as far as Monterey in a small 25 ft wood sailboat and I was planning on taking my family to Israel for the summer to do missionary work that I had already been partners with a Christian Missionary couple in a restaurant and hotel business of which we ran at night and I had already rented a two-bedroom flat in Bethlehem overlooking what was called The Shepherd's field and I had bought in the Volkswagen Beetle Bug used there and I felt that I had accomplished or have done all the groundwork necessary to bring my family for a summer and my in-laws and specially in my father-in-law didn't think I was healed right and or was thinking right and even though a Christian psychiatrist analyze me prior to going into this long and 3-year period of being cloistered in my home he had told me that what I was experiencing was the same thing that sister Teresa of Avila experienced and who founded The Cloisters Nun Society of the Carmelite Order of where the sisters never left there monasteries and or homes and likened my experience to hers and as I was starting to cloister myself at first for 45 days and then for 3 months and then for 3 years and my wife never complained or showed any distress, for I was home all the time and with the kids watching television from my living room floor and I was the ultimate stay at home Dad and even though like kids had to step over me to walk to the living room sometime and all my books scattered in a circle around me and so ultimately due to the rich and powerful influence of my extremely wealthy and politically Powerful and hedonistic father-in-law who was a self-described heathen and for he had a deep resentment against religion and Christians. For his aunt had disinherited him for being a heathen and he even laughed about it and kind of dance and saying that he was a heathen and that he was a heathen and I told my mother-in-law and she said he was just joking and he also told me he was Jewish and my mother-in-law also said he was joking and about that I don't think so! Even though he was raised by Christian Science parents and Jewish people tend to migrate to the  Christian Science churches and he sure did act amazingly miserly and told me I would never get a thing before I married his daughter and that's why he thought I married  his daughter for his money and I wouldn't marry his daughter until I was assured that she was born again Christian and I even signed over my community property rights to my wife under pressure and duress of course to prove that I didn't marry his daughter for money and after signing the papers at the Republic Title and  Trust Company in San Rafael I looked up at my mother-in-law and my wife and I said slowly and delibertly that I hope I didn't just sign my family away and it was certainly what I did and I woke up to a unexpected divorce of which looking back my late father-in-law had enginered and by threatening to disinherit her if she went with me to Israel for instance and my mother-in-law threatened to put my wife under conservatorship and my sister-in-law Linda that told me she was already under her conservativeship and I thought I was the head of my house and the head of my wife in biblical terms and it was all a farce and I found myself being given 72 hours to leave my home and my children and with a restraining order on me for three Yeats not to contact my children and I was proverbly driven from the face of the Earth and onto the water and the movie Nightmare on Elm Street was playing that week and I lived on Elm Street with Johnny Depp at his first major role and all looked dismal and bleak and I was thoroughly broadsided and was  left in consternation and confusion and proverty overnight so to speak andc again driven from the face of the Earth, metaphorically speaking and onto my leaky 30 ft boat on the San Francisco Bay off of Sausalito and for the next going into 39 years since 1984 the year the big brother and came  to find out that my big brother was my late father-in-law and the former supervisor of the richest county in California and I was powerless and penniless to hire a lawyer to defend myself against the divorce and I let my wife take everything rather than drag my kids through divorce  divorce court and to make them choose who to live with Mom or Dad and it took a long time for me to realize that it wasn't my wife's fault and  that all this happened and went down, for it was a highly engineered and groomed experience by my in-laws, as my brother and sister-in-law had moved to Southern California and I had no family left in Northern California to lean on or to stay with and was thus exiled to my cold and leaky boat until it sank some 20 years later during a  storm and after a year of living in  a 20 foot sailboat, someone donated a 50 foot ferro  cement Sail sailboat that had have been converted into a houseboat and was able to go through 100 miles per hour and more winds, on San Francisco Bay, without having to be in a slip and paying rent, of which I couldn't afford anyway and during this time virtually all my friends forsook me thinking that I must have done something terrible wrong like job's friends accused job of all kinds of things that he never did and it was all out of thier imachinations and Imaginations and picking away at any doubt about Job, instead of picking up his faith and Michael Payton was the only one who wrote me a beautiful letter in calligraphy hand writing, to comfort me the best he could and 39 years later after laboring administering with my hands in Sausalito and eventually bringing together a small congregation and anchor outs and Waterfront people and Michael Payton popped his face from the park and peeking over a wall looked at me and I didn't know who he was and thought he was just the person curious about our patio church meeting, in front of the library and then he came to our service and begin talking to me and I didn't know who he was and I didn't recognize him for it had been some 38 years since I seen him and I didn't recognize him at all anymore, for his beard had turned long and  gray and he had gained a lot of weight and as he was talking about the church services at the Seminary Chapel I asked him how he knew and when was he there and for I had a mistake him for for a bearded Guru  looking person who had gone all the way to India looking for the truth and went into a Buddhist monastery and the Buddhist priest told him the truth with Jesus Christ and he returned back to the United States as a Christian and I thought it was the same gentleman and I asked him what his name was and he said Michael Payton and I was floored and amazed and wowed and after 50 years, after first meeting Michael and him being a part of our Church Fellowship and a Deacon in my eyes and  I thought in my heart  that it was a miracle and he contributed a few thousand dollars to help buy food for our little Mission congregation and Church Fellowship,  before he went to be with the Lord recently in 2023 as i write this and on the same day that his beloved wife had gone to be with the Lord and I'll never forget his kindness and love and how he even took in an eighty five year old man into his heart and even into his bed with him, when he lived in the disciple house downstairs,  in our home after the gentleman had an argument with his daughter and left her house and Mike took him in and even put him in his own bed until the elderly and distinguished gentleman made  peace with his daughter and returned to they're well to do neighborhood and time and space would fail me to say more about Michael a man who has never been heard saying a cross word or criticism about anyone and was kind to everyone and would have made and excellent doctor and but the lord had other ans for him  and to be continued in the next chapter of this testimonial of my life and Ministry and loves and brotherhoods and friends ....to write and send support to feed and minister to our mission church in Sausalito please and thank you do to the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc P.O.Box 1591 San Anselmo CA. 94979 or PayPal # 415 374 0734 or Cash App $Cajidog code name of which was our official name for our church fund raising dog to by food for fellowship and retal on Sundays at the senior Center in Sausalito.before passing away after her mission also was done and God Bless You all Sincerely Waterfront and anchorout pastor the reverand Peter "Christian" Romanowsky and see you all Lord willing at our current Waterfront Church location in Dunphy Park Sausslito and rendezvous at the Gazebo at high noon for our Waterfront and Buccaneer Church services and barbecue, all day long and until  the evening every Sunday  

Chapter Two/Testimonial/ 60's Runaway Arriving back too San Francisco Bay Area/by Peter Romanowsky CEO/President of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc.

A story almost unbelievable, as a young runaway Hippie from Los Angeles, during the Summer of Love and returning back to Marin County in the San Francisco Bay Area where I lived before for a time and after hitchhiking from my parents home, in San Fernando  Valley a suburb of Los Anges. I eventually became the head of a Commune of four teenage girls and my best friend and we were  living it up on the hip life and in a beautiful Hillside brand new home, in the Redwoods in San Anselmo California, Marin County. I fell in love with one of the young girls as we were all the same age and had just turned 18 and after giving up my last besetting sin, of which I was at that  time was a teenage Marijuana user and gave it up for Jesus and was  Born Again by the Holy Ghost which entered into my heart and a voice came out of my chest saying you're forgiven and again saying, you're forgiven and for the first time in my life I felt peace with God and all my fears of God disappeared and I felt like I had a clear channel to the father and of course looking back it was the Holy Spirit, speaking from my heart and I initially thought I was losing my mind from all the teenage years of drug abuse and experimentation and I thought I was having a super flashback and that I was losing my mind, for when someone has a spiritual or Supernatural experience for the first time in their life the first thing initially one feels is the fear of the unknown experience and then after imagining me being taken away in an ambulance and  I realized that I was not losing my mind but that I was having a supernatural experience, for the first time in  my life and I felt peace in my mind and joy in my heart the two things all of us run away hippies from the 60s were searching after and after the initial experience and shock of the unknown as someone once said that the word fear not is mentioned 365 times in the Bible and I haven't looked it up but easy to find with a  Bible Concirdance and virtually every time an angel appeared to someone in the Bible the first thing the angel would say is "fear not" and the first thing the Holy Spirit told me was that I was forgiven and in a beautiful feminine  voice, like a receptionist saying welcome aboard. After marrying one of the young ladies in the commune, who was the youngest daughter of the Marin County Supervisor at the time named Ernest Niles kettenhofen. I remember seeing his name when I was homeless and hitchhiking on, campaign posters and I had no idea that I would become his son-in-law someday. He was so rich and powerful and so influential, that I was awestruck initially and like my dream had come true, of marrying a rich girl and be happy for the rest of my life, but since I was born again and now knew Jesus personally and had become a part of the family of God, his wealth and power and influence, seemed like nothing to me, compared to the Kingdom of God, that was now in my heart as Jesus said that the Kingdom of God is within you and Jesus was now and is my king and even Elvis Presley said when somebody called him "The King" his reply was there was no King but Jesus. And well anywhere that was my story, I lost my train of thought and AND, may not be a proper way to start a sentence in modern American English, and but in King James Bible it is allowed and as I was saying about my late father-in-law and his wealth and his power of which was almost and still is beyond description. He was called the man with the Midas touch in our major and primary paper called The Marin Independent Journal and that everything he touched turned to gold and was winning all the time and accumulating properties and political influence and was an acquaintance of the late President Eisenhower of whom he hosted on his Liberty ship in the Mediterranean during the war and  when he was a Merchant Marine Sea Captain and he said he also hosted that famous General Patton and he was appointed also, to the then, State Harbors and Navigation Commission by Governor Pat Brown and reappointed by Governor Ronald Reagan and was the chairman of the California state Maritime Academy in Vallejo and the Chairman of the Board of our main hospital in Marin County called Marin General Hospital and initiated the founding of the mental health ward Wings A and B and his name is in a bronze plaque in front of the mental health wing of Marin General Hospital and I felt like that's where he wanted me to be, after I told him that he needed Jesus when I first met him. He was standing in his luxury hillside home with counting six bathrooms and a basement room that looked like the proverbial block in length and he was wearing a shabby suit and overcoat and he was standing in the middle of his living room looking down like he was frozen and couldn't move and so I took the initiative when I first met my future father-in-law by coming up to him and helping him snap out of it by saying that "You need Jesus" and pointing to him and of which may have been rude to point to him, but I can't remember and I no doubt from memory, just came up to him with a big heart and a big smile and said to him that "You need Jesus"! Well his reaction was he started to shake like he was grumbling and kind of came back to life so to speak for I don't know how long he was in that funk of a depression. Well anyways that was the beginning of the end for me before Becky is youngest daughter and I were married and he took me aside before the wedding in his luxury home and pointed his finger at me and said that you're not going to get nothing, or anything was more his exact words thinking that I was marrying him for his money. I Shrugged him off as just another non-believer and not making much sense at to me at the time and thought that virtually he was just being over sensitive , paranoid or over emotional or just joking, it was not a joke and in  fact he really meant it and he kept his word until the day he died and that's another story and back to his power and influence as a Marin County Supervisor, he probably served as Chairman of the Board also, for he was a sea captain with something like a hundred and fifty voyages on Matson Line as Captain, too Hawaii and back and as being a Sea Captain and an Alpha Dog, it's hard to imagine him being second fiddle to anyone. He owned some of the largest properties in Sausalito for instance, his office building that was size of a third world state capital building and that was needed was a dome called the 30-30 Bridgeway Office Building and his office was inside, of a walk-in safe and it looked like Scrooge Mcduck's walk-in safe except it there were no bags of money around and the office safe is still there and you can stop by the building on Bridgeway and ask them to see it for themselves and it was used to lock up top secret plans on the Liberty Ships that were being built here in Sausalito for instance and he also owned the airplane hangar looking size building called the Industrial Center Building and he also owned the underwater rights to the property behind the Yellow Ferry and owned the largest condo project in Sausalito called the Anchorage after first teaming up with one of the Kingston Trio and then buying him out and he also owned a whole block in the front of the Sausalito City Hall and the Library of which he developed from it originally being a nursery here in Sausalito and is where the famous Sausalito Art Festivals began and aside from the Sausalito holdings he also in the Sausalito Yacht Harbor owned a luxury 55 ft Garden Catch called the Night  Wind of which he eventually donated to the California State Maritime Academy in Vallejo, as it was his Alma Marta. He also owned one of the most fabulous ranches in California originally called the S Bar S and also known as the Lost Springs Ranch of which was the entire Valley behind the extinct volcano called Mount Konocki in Clear Lake California, of which lake is the largest natural lake in California and his Ranch was around 1200 Acres and it was breathtaking and beautiful and he had a Hatari type of rough terrain vehicle to cruise his ranch and had a dirt landing strip for  airplanes and ponds and rentedor leased the pastures out for cattle grazing and at one point had some Lamas and there were approximately 5 buildings houses, buildings and cabins on the property, from what I understand the main Ranch House was a former Stagecoach Inn and  building and was donated to the town of Lakeport down the road to be a museum and my children's mother who is treasure of the Family Foundation, wrote the check of some $175,000 if I recall, to have the Stagecoach Inn to move the Inn, down the road some miles on wheels and as amazing as that was and is and I could almost imagine, what it looked like for an Old Stagecoach Inn to go rolling down the road some miles away, from the ranch to be used as a Museum in Lakeport the capital city of Lake County, California and I used to go horseback riding and learned to saddle horses with every, doing it before and they had a heated pool in the family house on the ranch, that my late father-in-law used to use as a hunting lodge and taking up to 30 of his friends up there for hunting, including even his personal mechanic and no doubt there were judges and attorneys and financiers and bankrollers and authorities there as he was also a Marin County Supervisor and the richest and most lust County in California and was he not allowed to meet with any other Supervisors, even for coffee, without an observer under what's called the brown Act and I sometimes wonder if he invited fellow Supervisors up there at the same time again the Broen Act and will at least they were witnesses!? if he did and I think that's where a lot of the shenanigans were hatched and business deals and other nefarious deals were done  and well anyways Becky and I with the children, would go up there regularly and it was a lot of fun and very beautiful place. He also owned Tahoe ski Bowl and made the children of my mother a limited partner and a beautiful beach house at Dillon Beach and a small farm on Bradford Island in the delta with a house and a dock where he could go duck hunting also, like he did at his Ranch in a Duck Blind, also the beach house had a brand new looking Cabana for guests in the back and I used to love to go there with my wife and two kids at the time and eventually I had a third child and I am Sarah and well that's another story also and I heard that he was partners In The Bank of Marina fire recall and owned a historic post office building in Mill Valley California in Marin County and said he helped developed downtown Novato a city north part of Marin County and had a mink farm there and a heat wave kill the Minx and he apparently owned the historic old Courthouse building in the center of Marin County's largest town and I watched it burned down one night, after a young homeless guy I met a new said that he had accidentally set the place on fire while lighting newspapers in the building and the place obviously did not have enough security and my in-laws No Doubt made good money on the deal for the property was sold it a couple of major Banks that were put in its place of this historical an Irreplaceable Old Courthouse and I'm not saying that he owned all these properties and more like the first house he ever owned and built in El Cerrito if I recall East Bay of San Francisco and houses in Santa Rosa and a large building that he rented out to a church in Santa Rosa and the list seems to go on and on and that's just what I know of or have heard of of his influence and as well and his power and he told me that he was certified genius and a member of Mensa and I doubted him not and so this is the type of person that I had to contend with over his youngest daughter Becky, he told Becky to be stubborn with a grin, asked her if she would like the apartment building in San Anselmo next to the mortuary and also which is next to George Lucas's property and when I would go overseas on a missionary journey for instance they buy her luxury Garden home with Redwoods,  in San Anselmo and even made her manager of the apartment complex called the Anchor Vista prior of which her family owed also and that  t we move too from our Hillside house across the road in San Anselmo and even bought her a brand new car which turned out to be a lemon because my late mother-in-law bought it and didn't know anything about cars and the thing burned oil from day one and it was brand new and it was lemon colored and if I had been asked my opinion having been an apprentice mechanic as a teenager and for an entire summer and I wouldn't have had anything to do with that car and but I was overseas and they also gave her credit cards like a gas card and  department store card and I am overseas doing the missionary evangelism and having healing services and speaking in churches and being supported along the way with some major help from Becky and our home church that I was pastoring when for instance we ran out of money in Turkey, a Muslim country and we couldn't find any churches to minister in and receive support and that is another story itself and I'm so thankful that she always managed to send money and aid on the road, in a foreign country like, Turkey with no churches to help us along to the next destination of which was Cypress the island and the stepping stone to Israel and Jerusalem our final destination and before I go on I want to digress back to the beginning of my story, about running away from home at the age of seventeen and hitchhiking back to Marin County on the north side of the Golden Gate Bridge where I lived and went to Redwood High School in my junior year and the beginning of my senior year in high and before that I attended Analy High for my junior year and in the year that Martin Luther King was assinated in 1964? and lived on Ross Station Road in Forestville California off the Gravristine highway  and attended Analy High in Sabostopol before moving with my parents and family to 66 Hillcrest Road in Larkspur California and I woke up, for we reached our destination at night and could see the San Francisco Bay from are a luxury Old Redwood estate home of which our yard looks like a national park. Now I was in another world after growing up in the suburbs of Los Angeles and originally living in Redondo Beach is a child before moving to Reseda and then to Encino and eventually to Tarzana, from which I left again after the Summer of Love in San Fernando Valley. Towards the end of 1966, I was busted and charged with possessing marijuana while I was with a best friend in front of a liquor store in Tarzana and I did not possess the marijuana my best friend did and he freaked out when the police pulled up and instead of putting the 1 oz bag of Mexican Brown down his pants like he should have and the cops would never have searched it he instead, freaked out and wasn't thinking and through the plastic bag on the ground and peed on it and thinking that the police wouldn't pick it up if he peed on it I thought it was just trash or garbage and how wrong he was and strange things happen when people are under sudden shock surprise and such and one must have a plan not to panic under such circumstances whatever they may be and thinking straight to clear headed instead of panic mode of which makes the one thinking, unreasonably. And as one of the young cops was taking back off of a portable radio we had looking for more drugs I made a slide remark and laughed about him looking inside the radio when he had already made his bus and now protection from the look on his face see different like my little heart and I was arrested along with my best friend and I was taken to the West Valley Police Department of which had a very bad reputation ation for police brutality and this all white neighborhood and part of West Sacramento Valley and while being booked one of the arresting officers I was joking and lsughing in the front of the other offices that were there in the station and asked if I knew how to sign my name on the booking and I jokingly in a snide remark kind of way said, in retort and in a self-defense sort of manner,I told him "no" and why don't you sign my name and the cop I remember he was about five feet ten and heavy set with red Irish or Scotch hair and then he pushed me violently too the ground and fell backwards,on my back on the cement floor and when I open my eyes and looked up I saw all these cops in the circle around me laughing and it reminded me of the movie The Laughing Policemen and I didn't think it was funny and then the officer drove me to the worst jail in downtown Los Angeles called that Georgia Street jail and on the way he was telling you that I was going to the worst three other Los Angeles for the weekend because the South Central Los Angeles Juvenile Hall only takes in New prisoners on Mondays and weekdays and not on weekends and so I spent the weekend and it was jail in Los Angeles and believe me I was glad to see your patch sky after that experience and to be continued in chapter three and subtitled my experience in South Central Juvinile Hall in the heart of down town Los Angeles and if you have been blessed by the Lord reading this testimony and would like to send the contribution or even just a tip you can through PayPal or zelle number 415-374-0734 and make a note if you would like a tax exempt receipt and thank you very much in advance and much love!

Chapter One/Testimonial/1967 Summer of Love/ by Peter Romanowsky CEO/President of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc.

Testimonial the last thing I gave up to the Lord was Marijuana in 1968, for I was a teenage pothead and my fingers were amber from smoking it and the Lord delivered me from the habit, after I put it on the altar, for it had become my forbidden fruit and shortly after that, I was Born Again and I had asked God, that I was willing to quit if He would give me something better and the New Birth was the answer and I didn't pick it up The Habit again for some 45 years, for I was so full of the Holy Spirit and the joy of the Lord that I lost the desire, until I got older and started having physical problems and begin using it again medically. Also I haven't had a girlfriend/sex partner for going on thirty nine years, and in spite of stumbling a few times,  after I went through an unwanted divorce. After being accused of being mentally ill and a fanatical Christian by my inlaws and have had only a few lady friends since and one was a homeless and mentally disabled lady. That I took care of as a minister and that lived on my boat for some time. Over two or three  years, that I found homeless and begging in front of our local grocery store and now she is in a nice home called Saint Francis on 4th Street in San Rafael California and her name is Mary McClelland of South Boston and is doing very well only that they are not giving her proper food of which is making her gain weight even though she is a vegetarian and probably forced to taking medication and feel free to visit her sometime and or call her and everyone knows who she is there, for she is a healer there and a woman of God and needs some major dental work, before she loses all her teeth are before some dentist pulls them all out for the discomfort of dentures. I've been living on my 30 ft sailboat and 48 ft sailboat converted to a houseboat for approximately 40 years full-time, save for 3 years and a marina called Galilee Harbor which had fraudulently advertised itself as a Marine Service Harbor and instead turned out to be a Democrat and Socialist Party lying a scam as usual with liberal Democrats and Marin County is the seat of Satan when it comes to Liberal Democrats and is arguably and statistically the richest county in California and the Republicans a minority, except for those Liberal Republicans in name only, so called RINOS here and Sausalito is one of the jewels of liberalism and segregation, from the black community next door in Marin City and I can't remember when a black, last time seen shopping in our main grocery store, even though the black community is only a few blocks away and it hurts to say this, but it's true and also I myself have been anchored out, all this time and full-time on San Francisco Bay since 1984 the year of the Big Brother, save for 3 years in the fraudulent and libelous harbor called Gallilee  Harbor. Of which took in a lot of money in grants and told a lot of lies, to the public about being a refuge for the Anchorouts on the bay to get their permit and it should be revoked by the Bay Conservation and Development Commission of which issued there permit, as a Marine Sevice Harbor initially. Until the so called artist took over control and of which is persecuting the anchor outs and the harbor was supposed to be a refuge for the anchorage and instead has turned into a residential community and has turned against the anchor out community of which thr same BCDC commission is persecuting also, with no place to go and even pulled out a public dingy dock next to the harbor, out of hate for the anchorouts, by the same commissions permission and permit to remove and leaving only one city dock for the Anchout Community to land thier skiffs and dingys and no one is permited by the City of Sausalito, to land thier skiffs or dingy or even kayaks on any public shore of Sausalito and another claim to fame among many over the years living off shore from Sausalito and sailing the bay is that I have never been on physical or mental medications in my whole adult life and I will be 74 on June 26th and when examined by a psychiatrist before my divorce, I was told that there was nothing phyciartically wrong with me and that I was suffering the suffering on a Saint called Saint Teresa of Vailla Spain who founded the cloistered nuns monestarys hundreds of years ago and the is one at the end of Blackwood Drive, in Novoto California and is open to the public for services and but the cloistered nuns, never leave the Monestary and so I spent three years in a trance in my home wrestling in prayer and studying the Bible and dictionaries and that became my Monestery experience, without leaving our lush and Redwood garden home in San Anselmo, California and my wife was very supportive and ordering study books for me and picking up books from the two Seminary libraries, here in Marin County....to be continued 

Chapter Seven Testimonial/ The Church Blossoms/ by CEO/President of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc.

  After taking a year,  for our fledgling congregation to get its feet on the ground and start growing with attendance around thirty souls or more and bouncing up to around forty and eventually, doubling that, by having a friday evening coffee house service. In the Rafael Building, between San Anselmo and Fairfax on Scenic Ave, of which apparently was used by a famous rock and roll band called the "Credence Clearwater Revival" of  the album cover with a member on a ten speed bicycle, inside the building of what looks like the interior of picture was taken inside. Somewhere about these times, I met a gentleman named the Reverant Lee Avent a Southern Baptist Seminary educated man originally from Texasc, who offered me ordination papers (after seeing our new founded Church Congregation and ministry)  from the New Covenant Evangelistic Association and after taking a simple test to know what I believed, I was given ordination papers and made Vice President of the Association. For there were only two members left and their wives and were two elderly and mature gentleman. Who had organized this religious and 501C3 nonprofit organization in the early 60s, when there were fewer restrictions on what one can do and they put everything they could think of in the bylaws from radio and television stations for instance and Bible schools and Churches and the authority to ordain members and give official and state recognized papers, in order for instance to be able to visit people in person in jails and access to hospitals for visitations, marriages and such and was told that someday the Incorporated Association, would be left to me as president someday and eventually was the case as both the President and the Secretary, both passed away and not long, before incorporating another association and thus leaving the first to my wife Becky she became the treasurer and after the divorce came to Sausalito and gave me a copy of my ordination papers and eventually made me President, as we were the last two members left and it takes a minimum of two, to form an Association or an Incorporation and eventually we included a Golden Gate Baptist Seminary graduate and trained preacher name Douglas Strorms and a former Air Force Captain, as Secretary and she kept the position as Treasurer and everything was going so fast in the ministry after our first year of struggling to pull a congregation together at the Woodacre Improvement Club in Woodacre California, then we moved to the San Francisco theological Seminary and Cathedral looking Chapel called the Wedding Chapel for its beauty, for our Sunday services of which we rented from the Seminary and was the most beautiful Chapeland still is in all of Marin County and the whole Seminary grounds looked  like a Castle and is and was the oldest Presbyterian Seminary West of the Mississippi and it had moved from San Francisco to San Anselmo, sometime in the distant past and was virtually empty in the daytime for most of the students were part of a conglomeration of seminaries on the East side of the San Francisco Bay, around Berkeley and so Sunday, we virtually had not only the Cathedral like Chapel and but the keys also to the six-story library adjacent to the chapel and we were in Heaven on Earth for the Seminary was on a hill and looked like a Castle in the sky and about this time, after our first year, things just started to proverbly skyrocket and doors of ministry and opportunity were opening up and it all seems like one big blur of activity looking back and hard to pinpoint the times dates and places and time line  sequences of all the activities that started happening, after our first year of the church ministry and will try and attempt to the best of my memory and ability and honesty in the Holy Ghost to relate all the things that begin happening after our first year and of course with the covering of our church by the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Incorporated, we now had legal covering also and not just an unincorporated Church and had legitimacy in the face of all the blessings and opportunities and trials and tribulations and responsibilities, that come or that came with the territory and we ran with it and prayed with it and look for every opportunity to get the message out that Jesus Christ was not only the son of God but that he exchanged His righteousness for our filthy rags of sin so to speak and the New Birth of Jesus Christ that is the only way to overcome this sinful world and walk in the Spirit. Things were going at lightning speed at this time and everything was going so fast it was like all a blur, in my memory and but the Bible teaches that the spirit will bring back all pertinent memories, when we need them and so on top of after moving out of our luxury and brand new Hillside and glass home in the Redwoods we moved to my wife's apartment building next to George Lucas's Hilltop Victorian Mansion and while I was overseas ministering my wife became the apartment manager of the apartment complex called the Ancho Vista in San Anselmo and from there again she moved to our next proverbial mansion for mini estate in the Redwoods again and this time a two-story home of which we use the first floor as a disciple house or Bible teaching and a homeless shelter and while we lived in the apartment complex prior, we help rent one of the apartments as a homeless shelter also, with our new found friends named Randy and Ken Hopkins who whom the later mentioned lived in our apartment with us prior, before moving to the Elm Street estate and we all continuing the work of taking in the homeless and sheltering people and at that time we still lived in the apartment complex my brother and I and (of course our's wife's being included) had a burden to start a Christian television station in the San Francisco Bay area, of which is a top markets in the United States, if not in the world. For we had heard of a UHF color station that had gone under and was up for sale and my brother and I and an Elder Minister, from the First Baptist Church of Sausalito and whom performed my wedding and was at my baptism and at my ordination also and being one of the elders that laid hands on me and he was also a engineer at the ABC channel 7 television station and my brother also was a licensed engineer, capable of operating a television station by law and we met with the owner of the defunct television station and the television station manager, who was extremely nervous at the prospect of the television station going under and all that was left was the transmitting Tower and transmitting building on top of a mountain in San Francisco and there was no studio and the transmitting building had to be used as the main operating center and was playing pre-made video programs of which I don't even think that was happening, much at the time and the manager showed us the camera vault and the owner looked pretty upset at the station manager and the owner's name was a Mr Price and the manager's name was Mr Goldburg or  something? Anyways we didn't have any money when meet with them, to start to start the negotiation, to buy the station and it was simply by faith and prayer and after we found out the information we needed and how much the station was up for sale , approximately five million dollars, of which was the debt of the station and anyone that could pay the debt could have the station and so we were all jacked up and excited about this and my brother and I decided to go on a road trip to drum up support to buy the station and we drove with our wives to Los Angeles and talk to the station manager there of the Faith Broadcasting Network, of which owned a Christian television station in Los Angeles and then we drove across the deep too Florida and met with a Christian brother who was in the process of building a Christian television station in Fort Lauderdale and visied his beautiful home with crystle clear waters and slough and then we drove up to Virginia Beach to meet with and to talk to Pat Robertson, who had a Christian television station there and whose Vice President, had started a program called the 700 Club and his name was Jim Baker the first host and although Pat Robertson wasn't there. Jim Baker welcomed us with open arms and came bouncing out of his office after prayer and looking so good and thin and young and excited and when he had heard that two young men and their wives had driven all the way from California to talk about buying a telephone station in San Francisco.The first wordhe said was "you can do it!" and again he would say "you can do it!" and he gave us free reign, of liberty to walk around the station studio and showed us the closet, where the first television station was started from, for it was owned by a used car salesman and the transmitter barely got out of the city limits, before Pat Robertson bought it and founded the Christian Broadcasting Television Network CBN and when we returned back to the San Francisco Bay Area, I gave Pat Robertson a call to talk to him on the phone. For we had missed him in Virginia Beach and he was in a very grumpy and in foul mood and apparently was in between something,  when I called and he asked me how old I was, before I could even tell him about this television station that was for sale and that had gone under and he apparently had heard about us from Jim Baker when  visiting the station and apparently was taken back by our ages. For we were only about 21 years old and we're full of faith and it's not money and but money always comes later after faith! So I had to rebuke the devil from him on the telephone for griping and bitching and especially after driving all that way to turn him on to this Major Market television station and he stopped his bitching and quietly said that I had just rebuked him and I told him that I was not if you can him, but that I was rebuking the devil that was talking through him and so time went by and we put the television station dream and vision on the back burner and meanwhile try to incorporate a television station in corporation and we had told this to the lawyer of the most popular Christian radio station in the Bay Area called KEAR and he was excited about it too and then apparently he told the president of KEAR Mr Harold about it and next time we talked to the lawyer, he had cold feet about helping us to incorporate and at the time we were not thinking that we already had a corporation, or were about to receive a corporation when I was made a board member and Vice Predident andcthat would have covered the television station as a non-profit and and in the meanwhile Mr Harold the President of the Christian radio station, started having television programs of his own and apparently we had lit a spark and a fire had started, and I mean to say that I Holy Ghost Fire was  started and we were firestarters and inspirators and full of faith and then another strange thing happened, I got a call about a Pastor Harold Breaderson, who was Pat Robertson's pastor (unbeknown to me at the time) and he was speaking at an event in San Jose and he had heard about two young men, who were interested in starting a television station in the San Francisco area and he was already famous in the Charismatic Movement and he asked us to pick him up and to drive him to Santa Rosa for another speaking engagement that he was scgeduled and while we were driving him up to Santa Rosa, he had another young minister looking or business looking man with him and Harold had a piece of paper with a telephone number in his hand that I believe was meant for us and it was the number of an apparent financier for Harold's Ministry was connecting people together for big things to happen and again when he saw how young we were he faltered also like Pat Roberson did and gave the telephone number to the young man that was accompanying him (and that was that) and again, I say we put it all on the back burner and began to forget about it in our immediate minds and then another amazing thing happened, for Faith Broadcasting Network that we first contscted ended up buying the station after Pat Robertson didn't even want to hear about it at the time, from  two young and freshly saved man and we also  stayed in touch with the President of the Christian television station (who probably tipped him off of of us looking to start a station in San Francisco) that he was building in Fort Lauderdale and he came out also looking at buying some equipment and we rendezvous with him and talked about what was happening and all and yet he really could not help us for he was in the middle of building his own station for the Lord and somehow and or some way of which I can't quite remember, I bumped into the new and current manager of the San Francisco station that was just bought and turned into a Christian color TV station of which was our original prayer and my brother was hired to be in her place and for apparently she may not have had a first class FCC operating license like my brother did and all the programming was sent by videotape from Los Angeles to the San Francisco station and she could have been a licensed FCC operator manager but somehow I doubt it looking back and she seemed upset initially by the look on her face after my brother got the position and I can't remember all the details how and for by this time a white haired and middle aged preacher well it's now in charge of the Los Angeles station and the one in San Francisco now and he was the one that eventually hired my brother and my brother became sole manager of the San Francisco station and if that was an answer to prayer I don't know what was and for God did not give us the station to own for the Lord and but he did give us the station to operate and manage it and I was too exhausted at the time to produce any videos to be telecasted for I had so many other things on the plate and on my mind and an overseas Ministry and we had a thrift store and we had a storefront to manage and a homeless shelter in our house and around this time I was also doing radio broadcast if I recall and so I was pretty much burned out by the time we acquired the station and my brother did his job diligently and for and for very little missionary wages. To be continued and unedited....please support this ministry if you have been touched by the Holy Ghost and felt healing in your hearts Write to New Covenant Evangrlistic Association Inc P.O Box 2404 San Anselmo Calif 94979 

Chapter Five the New Birth Testimonial by Peter Romanowsky CEO/President of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association Inc.

An unedited work in progress...As aforementioned in the previous chapter four of this testimonial of which I had came to the end of my self righteousness and self-efforts to save myself from this sinful world and original sin, as the Apostle Paul spoke and taught in the New Testament and as I then  pondered, I  how could I become a responsible and decent and productive citizen after turning eighteen, of which was the happiest year of my life, for many reasons other than in the being old enough to buy cigarettes legally and not being drafted by the military to be sent to Vietnam of which teenagers who were not even old enough to buy alcohol and drafted, to be sent there to kill human beings and  feeling for the first time, like an milestone towards being an adult and maturity and above all being born again as a Christian after debating in my heart to which was worse, of my last two addictions of which was worse cigarettes or Marijuana and of which Marijuanna at the time was the last thing that I put on the alter, before being Born again, after my last failure in taking LSD again after vowing to myself to never take anything stronger the Marijuanna and failing miserably and so it came down to the two habits and the Lord let me slid on tobbaco also until months after my New Birth and i prayed to quite and was successful and thats another story,  in itself and the fact that I was cohabiting with my girlfriend, who was afraid of getting married beause (looking back 

 she might lose her inheritance) for her family was was exremely wealthy and politically powerful and that she was afraid that he " might have a "heart attack" were her exact words, for marrying a poor boy like me and  she said that "love is what was important and that marriage was just a piece of paper" and  I did ask her to marry me of which the Lord saw the intention of my heart and let be slide on the issue for some months, after being Born Again, until after much prayer the Lord gave me a vision of the words "Fornication"  traveled through my mind's eye like a stock market ticker tape in lights and streaming across my mental vision and I knew then that I needed to move into the second bedroom of our home and I asked her that if  ever approached her for sex to say "No" until she was Born Again also with the new birth in Christ and with a lot of mixed feelings and blessings remembering tha year of 1968,  started off chaotic and ended up being glorious and I never wanted to leave it and I met the woman of my dreams and experienced the New Birth and a whole new  family, "The family of God" with brothers and sisters all over the world, of which eventually, I met and fellowshipped and ministered to and with and stayed with my brothers and sisters in Christ on my future, missionary journeys as an International Missonary Evangelist and had proved to myself what the Bible teaches as we being one Great Big Family of God in Christ, wherever I went or traveled and ministered and was blessed by many brothers and sisters and finally going back to the original jist of this chapter in my life and my testimony of salvation and what led me to the New birth for letters from my mother kept coming to me while I was living in a commune in San Anselmo in Marin County California. For my mother who had just been miraculously healed and blessed as as described the privious chapter of this developing blogger and book and here I was,  in beginning of 1968 and struggling to free myself from all temptations and addictions and especially taking anything stronger then  Mexican Brown Marijuana,  of which was much weaker in potency in those days then the cultivated Marijuana buds of today in 2023 and it took two or three  joints to get highfrom depression being pain-free and eventually. After falling back into taken LSD on and off for a week in the commune that I was living in as the Alpha Dog so to speak and  I came to the end of my self righteousness and inability to improve myself mentally, morally and ethnically and then I gave up the last Idol in my life Marijuanna, by putting it on the alter and asking God only for something better in exchange, of which was Marijuana at the time and I began to wander in my mind,  of what is the truth and what is the purpose and the meaning of life and over the next few years after leaving the Catholic Church at the age of thirteen and feeling like I was hiding from God and was always in fear of Him. For it seems that no matter how hard I tried to do right, that I fell back into doing wrong as the Apostle Paul clearly taught about the dilemma in the New Testament, about the difference between the law and grace and  between freedom and bondage and between wanting to do right in my heart and mind and but not having the ability, strength or power to find for example, spiritual wholeness and perfection in this life and the power to overcome all negative thoughts and  temptations and so I begin receiving letters from my mother as aforementioned in prvious chapter again and telling me how she was healed of rheumatoid arthritis and her periodic alcoholism and lost weekends and as before mentioned, my parents also owned at one time the Happy Hour Bar on Ventura Boulevard in the Encino and Tarzana area of  West Valley Los Angeles in the suburbs in the blue suburban skies as not yet as polluted with smog as the rest of Los Angeles was and the happy and sunny place to live in "The Valley" and yet after living in Marin County a couple of years and the  moving back to Los Angeles with my parents and then running away at seventeen and hitchhiking back to  Marin County and eventually joined a commune of four girls the same age, with a best friend and partied day and night and although the end of the summer of love had happened and we were all still partying at the ended and partying eventually got old and boring and it was time to grow up and I thought in my heart and mind that if I just started going to church with my girlfriends starting with my first girlfriend, after arriving back to Marin County, named Sally of Mill Valley and we talked about going to church together but never did and then my second girlfriend Linda and sister of a famous rock star and I talked about going to church and never did and then my third girlfriend Becky and I the same thing and never did go to church and but with the letters coming from my mother about her miraculous healing, of which I first thought she'd lost her mind, for all she talked about was Jesus, Jesus, Jesus and my first impression was my poor mother has finally lost her mind and it had snapped and I was comforted with the thought that at least she went happy and not mad and but the letters kept coming and inviting me to come and see and qitness these Miracle Services, that Katheryn Khulmen had at The Shrine Auditorium in downtown Los Angeles on the third sundays of every month in October and because I had already been healed and delivered from a meth addiction a year are so earlier,,  at a Foursquare Pentecostal Church prayer meeting,  adjacent to the main church sanctuary of the Angelus Temple of which was founded by Ammie Semple McPherson decades ago, along with her godly mother and so I was more inclined to go to this miracle service after realizing that this wasn't a passing fad with my mother and that she really was apparently in her right mind at the time and delivered from alcoholism as,  I was delivered from methamphetamine the year prior, at the prayer gathering that my mother had taking me to in 1967 and so I decided to take up my mother's invitation to go to this so-called miraculous and healing service, that was happening in Los Angeles and Becky and I stuck our thumbs out and hitchhiked together to Los Angeles to my parents house in Tarzana and from there we went to the Shrine Auditorium from which aforementioned in chapter four where the Academy Awards were given at the time also, for prior to this time particular time I had hitchhiked to Los Angeles and for my younger brother Alex who had just robbed a guest of a roommate of mine, that I was living and staying with in San Anselmo and the person that he had robbed was a biker and he  taken a sword and all his drugs and jewelry and whatever he could grab. For he had an Heroin habit at the time and I was still using methamphetamine and after my friend and roommate, was almost bashed to death, so to speak by this biker who pulled off a huge leg from a large wooden dining room table and threatened to beat him violently with it and had him cowering on the floor of the kitchen with his hands only his head and I was so upset, at my brother that I wanted to get vengeance with him, for inviting him into our nnderground style commune behind and under a veterinary Clinic,  next to the Corte Madera Creek, in San Anselmo and a very secluded place to be an even, with a resident upstairs who would bang on the floor too  quiet us partying and lowering the music down and we lived relatively happy and I was grateful to have a place to live, after running away from home with only the clothes on my back and a jacket and no wallet no credit cards and no ID or even driver's license in my possession at the time, if I recall and so I was totally penniless and jobless, for I had just been fired from my gas station attendance job at the old Hamilton Air Force Base, for stealing a quart of oil and pocketing the money and so here I was in a state of mind and of rage, fueled by any drug that we could grind up in a spoon and inject into my veins and we had a clever ways of doing it,  by carrying around permanent Hospital needles with various numbers on them and we sharpen them on fingernail files, for instance and cooked our methamphetamine in spoons and put a ball of cotton in the spoon to strain out the particles, in order to inject the  methamphetamine and any other drug we could grind up and cook in a spoon and we used eye droppers as syringes and when the drug stores realized what we and other low life's  were doing (Meth users were the scum of the earth then and now its gone main stream), then they had the glass eye droppers bent at the tip and they still worked for us as syringes in this relatively small community of methamphetamine users in Marin County and Northern California of which was where people did mostly, what we called uppers in  the drug world such as benzedrine and dexidrine as well as Methamphetamine.

hereas in Southern California,  people were more inclined to use heroin and barbiturates and the tranquilizers, what were called in general Downers and I suppose because of the sweltering heat and the summertime and people just wanted to pass out and relax a d not move around as in Northern California, where it was cooler and crisper like in Marin County, on the north side of the Golden Gate Bridge and people wanted to be outdoors and active and methamphetamine was one way of being alert and active especially if one was homeless or semi homeless and  just to keep going, when one had no place to lay their heads, like  Jesus who implied that he was homeless also and had no place to lay his head and so hitchhiking to Los Angeles to catch up with my brother to get dome of thd loot and in the dead of the night, after going to the local drug store to buy a Dristan nose inhaler and breaking it open and swallowing the cotton inside, with the Coca-Cola. For its methamphetamine effects and to keep me awake and it made your skin stink of the oder that they put in it to discouaring ingestion. I then  hitchhiked Into the night and got a ride that eventually dropped md off and found myself walking along Highway 101somewhere near Soledad California, where there was and still is an Infamous prison of which my younger brother eventually ended up in and called a Gladiator School and as I was walking along in the night, with only a light coat I got a ride to Monterey California and in the night went down to the beach and fell asleep and had a horrible and fitful plus  cold night and hallucinating in my mind of creatures coming out of the ocean and or being  attacked  and dragging me into the sea and a stuck a knife into the sand next to me  and after a cold and fitful night. I woke to an incredibly beautiful sight,  for in the dark I could not see where I had gone to sleep and I woke up on this beautiful white sand beach and in front of me was a chapel and I saw a Catholic priest in a robe walking past the chapel and was obviously checking to see if I was dead or alive on the beach and again, I got up on that clear and sunny blue sky and white sand beach and made my way to Highway 1 again and started hitchhiking south to Los Angeles and I remember for instance,  seeing a long-haired hippie looking type drive by me in his four wheel Jeep wagon and I thought where is the love and or where is the Summer of Love and brotherhood and it was over and  here I was a hichhicking and a  person that looked like aHippie brother, just passes me by, along with the regular traffic and then I got a another short ride and I was dropped off on the remote  coast of Big Sur, in Monterey County in a wilderness area and it was so beautiful and clear and sunny and I was shaking off the morning chill and hunger after I was sleeping on the beach and I was able in this perfect stillness and quietness,  while waiting for another ride South I was able to stop and  marvel at the beauty and the ocean below me, front the cliff side road and looking at the turquoise blue waters and the dramatic mountains and  forest, on the other side of the road and while standing there and and absorbing all that beauty of the moment in time and the peace and waiting in this moment and tranquility and beauty and peace, when all of a sudden a large and luxurious brand new Oldsmobile came down a side road on to Highway and stopped in front of me and the midaged looking gentleman said to me, "how far are you going" and I "said Los Angeles" and he said get in for that's where I'm going also and I got into his luxurious and new car and he was so very kind and friendly and ask nothing of me and began to tell me about his love for Jesus and also  about how his wife who had recently passed away and that he had owned an aluminum Factory and was now retired and sold it and all he could talk about was his love of God and Christ and I have never felt so much love radiating from someone in my life,  and for the first time in my life,  I felt the love of Jesus coming from a human being other than from my saintly mother and but this time it was the strongest that I had ever felt and the love of God and Jesus through this man, began drawing me to the Lord From Love and for the first time, not through the fear of God for fear is the opposite of love and I've been afraid of God all my life and being raised in the Catholic Church fear was a major factor in the religion as I experienced and I remember once a drugged out looking biker type was standing in the back of a Catholic Church service in Reseda California where I also lived with my parents prior and a Catholic priest in the back asked him at first to play at least sit down in a few and I was sitting in a few wearing my Indian Hindu type sandals and out of the corner of my I saw this Catholic pretty straight arm this poor soul who was obviously looking for some type of redemption, to sit down or else for he was just standing in the back of the church wondering and trying to absorb what was happening in this perfectly straight and well-dressed Catholic community and church and I believe it was called Our Lady of Grace on Sherman Way the main cross street in San Fernando Valley and I was so turned off her eyeless in the service that same day seeking and looking for Redemption and I could not find it and so that was the last straw for me going to the Catholic Church to find answers and Redemption from my confused condition in life and as this kind loving and fatherly gentlemen spoke about missing his beloved wife and how gracious and good God was to him and feeling the radiant love coming from him and unconditional love at that for the first person to pick me a picture hiking after I ran away from home and the fall of 1967 from Los Angeles and back to where I used to live briefly and Marin County was a young handsome and well-dressed man and a new car and all he wanted was to have sex with me and of course it wasn't my bag and he wouldn't even give me a dollar after dropping me off after saying no to having sex with him near the intersection of Malibu Canyon and the Ventura freeway and this man now was the opposite and as we drove down the incredibly beautiful and windy Coast on a sunny crisp and clear day we stopped at a restaurant overlooking the ocean, somewhere near the Hearst Castle or just passed it and he took me out for breakfast, overlooking the ocean from inside the glass restaurant and I thought to myself, this is a Heavenly ride and as we journeyed on and he continuously talked about his love for the Lord and was so engrossed and sharing Jesus with me that as we were driving through San Luis Obispo where Highway 1 and Highway 101 merged for a while, a car in front of us put on its brakes and he hit the back of the car and while he was distracted talking to me about the Lord and it was just a fender bender and a few broken lights and things the man never missed a beat and talking about the Lord and it was so friendly talking to the person that he had hit and the police said exchanging IDs and insurance and like nothing happened and looking back I'm sure it was the devil in the car in the front that puts brakes on to distract him from telling me or sharing with me the Lord instead of telling me or talking to me, he was sharing with me and not talking at me to repent or perish or letting any other guilt trip on me other than sharing the love of Jesus and I felt more love coming from him that I could imagine coming from Buddha or Timothy Leary of which was a hero of mine at the time and I had just been further disillusioned by the lonely haired hippie type that just passed me by on the highway and remember thinking again where was the love for the summer of love was over now and the hard drugs had kicked in and spoiled everything and brought in by the Hells Angels who had invaded the Summer of Love and the hippie way of life of flower power in the hate Ashbury district for instance and as we further traveled down Highway 101 he drove me right to my home or my parents home in Tarzana California and I was too embarrassed to have him drop me off in front of my parents home for it was a former chicken Coop or Farm that was converted into a couple of track looking houses on a large lot of land and I asked him to drop me off at the house next door and I said thank you very much and wave to him and went up the next door neighbor's driveway to make it seem as though this is where I really lived a nice house and all and then after walking up the driveway and leaving him I climbed the fence that separated our homes and went to the back home of which a young woman had rented and I knew her before running away for this is the first time I had come back to home after running away in about a year and I smoked pot with her before going next door to my parents house and when I walked into the door there was the gentleman that it picked me up hitchhiking and sitting with my mother with Bibles open if I recall and radiant looks on their faces as they had been talking about the Lord with each other and my mother and I was totally astounded and flabbergasted as to how he knew I really lived and it was a miracle of the Holy ghosts leading as I look back and my mother had been praying for me since I had run away from home to at least come home for a visit and there I was in my mother took me to an Assembly of God pastor in San Fernando Valley and he also talked about the Lord and was well-dressed and fine and perfect looking as people tended to look in the suburbs of Los Angeles and he was telling me how good life was and how he was able to play golf and things and how blessed he was and but this time I felt nothing but hate and jealousy and why can't I be like that successful and well dressed and having a good life and I felt the opposite of the gentleman that had been a hitchhiking for this man was only sharing is good life in Christ with me and that was it and sharing nothing else like taking me to dinner are helping me out financially or anything like that and how I felt was hate rage and jealousy and even though this was a good and godly and decent man I felt that he had nothing to offer me like the man that had picked me a picture I can and drove me all the way home and after taking me out to a beautiful restaurant for breakfast on our way down to Coast and I left in a rage and still looking for my younger brother who that caused all the trouble in our little underground looking hideout on the creek in send Anselmo California and I finally tracked my brother down to the Avalon Hotel and he was not there so I climbed in through a back window into his room and all I could find was a solid gold looking watch that he apparently had stolen from my biker friend and acquaintance and that's about all and there was no cash or drugs and so I eventually got drunk and even crashed through a horse corral near my parents home and the last thing I remember where horses running down the street in the night I like a bizarre nightmare or dream my life had become and Meanwhile my mother had taken me to this prayer meeting at the Angeles Temple after first taking me to a dry church service of some nondescript Protestant assembly and it was very dry and boring and the second meeting my mother took me to was at the Angeles Temple meeting where I was prayed over and delivered from methamphetamine to this day save for once ingesting crystal meth after being prayed for and over in the speaking in tongues and laying on of the hands of which I had never heard of before and being raised to Catholic and all and after taking the meth for one last time I felt so sick and paranoid that I thought I might die from an overdose or being poisoned and curled up around a telephone in my apartment that I was sharing with another sometime later during a second hitchhiking visit to my parents house and all of this was kind of a psychedelic and a hallucinogenic blur in time and space and memory and synchronicity of events now that I am reaching the age of 74 here in the year 2023 and relating back to the best of my memory and with the aid of the Holy Ghost who is promised to bring back our memories to us as taught by the Apostle Paul in the New Testament and so as sketchy is my memory is at times for the Holy Ghost is filling in the gaps and helping to make sense of it all in my history and narrations and so returning back to Marin County after my second visit to my parents home after the first visit since I ran away with the help of returning by this Holy Ghost filled Christian businessman I got a job as a dishwasher at the elderly Danish retirement home in San Rafael and shared an apartment with a school made acquaintance with mine from Redwood High School in Corte Madera Marin County California and after an episode of Breaking dishes at my job I was terminated and about this time this friend of mine showed up and said that his girlfriend was living in a commune with three other girls and what I like to come with him and visit the girls and of course we both moved in and I had my girlfriend Linda Haggerty and he had his girlfriend Lorraine lazzarini and we partied day and night and we stopped going to sleep and again you can't party on forever and something has to give and like I have said before it was the end of the summer of love and the following year was a time of eventually winding down and seeking to grow up and to be a normal and functioning and contributing human being and so hitchhiking back to Los Angeles for the third time and this time with my future wife and girlfriend Becky kittenholson the youngest daughter of a Marion County Supervisor, we quickly got a couple of rides as we hitchhike together as a couple and it was easier to pick up a couple than a long stranger On the Road and we arrived at my parents house and my wife wasn't ashamed of my parents new home of which they had just bought and was kind of run down and but on a big lot and next to Baptist Church and across the street from a public school in Tarzana California and my parents had gotten a good deal on the property and eventually sold it and bought 80 Acres along the soul that River in the northernmost part of the county of Los Angeles and that's another story which I will go into in later chapters and as and when my parents took us to the Shrine Auditorium to the miracle service, there were so many thousands of people and so many people couldn't get in for the fire marshal had closed the doors because it would have exceeded the capacity of the 7 000 seat of the Auditorium and so we were locked out and could only hear what was going on inside through the loudspeakers outside for those who couldn't make it in the front of the auditorium and parking lot so to speak and I heard Katheryn Khulmem singing he touched me if I recall which was her favorite theme song and we could hear what was going on and as I was pondering our Fate and hitchhiking all the way down here to go into the service and while I was looking up at the Blue Sky on a clear and sunny day in Los Angeles and then all of a sudden I felt the Holy Ghost come into my heart and into my mind and at first I was shocked and afraid for I had never experienced anything Supernatural like this in my life and I thought I was losing my mind for a moment and for a second time and I imagined myself being taken away in an ambulance and thinking that I am having a massive flashback from all the drugs I had taken as a youth and then I realized after the initial shock I felt peace in my mind and joy in my heart and a clear channel to God and with no sense of sin or guilt or fear whatever and I Heard a voice coming from inside of me and a very clear and distinct spiritual voice saying in a beautiful and feminine tone that you are forgiven and set again you are forgiven and for the first time in my life I felt oneness or one with God and I turn to my girlfriend Becky and I told her that this is real that it's all real about Jesus and miracles and I felt it and I feel it that something has happened to me and that Jesus is coming to my heart and looking back theologically speaking by the Holy Ghost the act of agent of God in this world promoting Jesus Christ as the Lord and savior and the substitute death for our sins if we would just let go and let God do the saving like a drowning person being rescued by The Lifeguard and has to stop struggling and allow themselves to be rescued at least one takes the lifesaver with them by cleaning on to them in a panic of which happened to a couple I know years later on the Anchorage and Waterfront of Sausalito where I eventually lived on a boat on San Francisco Bay of witches another story further on in this book and testimonial and my poor dear girlfriend was looking in shock and consternation of this suddenness and transformation of me instantly by being miraculously saved and forgiven and turned into another creature and a man that my wife later said that I had turned into a another person that she never knew before by the power and transformation of the Holy Ghost, and the name of Jesus and I thought all I would have to do is tell people what happened to me and that it was real and everyone would believe me and I was shocked to find that people were not all believing me and my experience and that was my first experience sharing the gospel and it was with my girlfriend and common law wife (so to speak ) and I begin speaking to others and telling all my friends and everybody that I met and would listen about my Holy Ghost transformation in the name of Jesus and my Oneness with the father and my feeling of total forgiveness for all my sins of the past and I thought this joy in the Holy Ghost would last forever and that now I was a perfect and transformed human being and as we were driving home from the Shrine Auditorium I got in a fuss with my father of which is very easy to do for my father was a hard drinking and a hard-working former Red Army officer who had defected to the West through Finland where he met my mother and I was conceived and we all escaped in a 30-foot Lifeboat with 30 refugees and a storm with 30 foot waves and Landing on the shores of Sweden and that's another story again of which I will elaborate more on and in the meanwhile back to the ride to my parents home and getting in a fuss with my father about some little something for he could be very grumpy, when not drinking and even more grumpy when he did for he was not a happy drunk except when he was around his friends after work in a bar and for the first time since my new birth in Christ I also felt the imperfection of My Flesh and that I was perfect in my spirit and but my flesh still had to drag along from behind like a dead body following a now holy spirit and as we further drove along I started having doubts in my mind again as to whether this could have happened through Buddha or some other way and as we drove through Hollywood there was a huge white cross along the side of the road either as a religious Monument or on a church for I can't remember the details and this huge white cross that I was looking at just burned into my heart and mind and it was the Holy Ghost saying that there was no other way that Jesus was the way to have this new birth experience and it was settled in my mind from that time forward to this day that there was no other way to God except through His Son and by his Holy Spirit and I have never doubted it since and that was over some 50 years ago from1968 in October to 2023 as I write and dictate this book and testimonial and when Becky and I return home to our communion and send Anselmo in Marin County I begin sharing with the others of my new birth experience and it all fell on deaf years initially and I remember one of my friends Jeff Diaz coming to the commune to visit with a friend and saying let's go for a ride Peter for he had heard that I had become a Christian and was laughing and mocking and joking about my experience and thinking that it was some temporary thing like a jailhouse conversion and that I would get over it and as we were driving around he and his friend mockingly or smoking marijuana and offered me some and teasing me and tempting me in testing me and trying me in every little nook and cranny so to speak and I took his bag of marijuana and put a couple of papers together and roll the biggest fattest joint that I could possibly roll and I said okay you Jokers if you like this stuff so much go ahead and smoke this and they did out of Shame for mocking me and and pride after what they had just put me through on this drive and yet still my friends and mocking me in a none visceral way I only tested for if I had a real spiritual experience and conversion and I gave them the great big fat and real joint and I basically told them to smoke this you Jokers and laughed and they got so stoned and weary and tired by the time they dropped me off back at the commune and said goodbye to one another in still and a footnote to this chapter and a footnote to this chapter last I heard Sally and Rosie became biker girls and my close friends Robert and Lorraine I haven't heard from or seen since and hope they're doing well and Linda went on singing and performing in a choir at the Sleeping Lady Cafe in Fairfax and helped establish it or found it, from what I understand. to be continued and edited for support or donations to feed the poor in Sausalito the richest County in the proverbial world Cash App code $Cajidog (Name of my lste doggie Caji and official Church fund raiser) or PayPal 415 374 0734 and God Bless ! 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