'Growing up in the 1960s and 70s, I was drawn to an
alternative way of life. I was the son of a businessman and I wanted to
discover the meaning of life beyond materialism; I felt religion may hold the
answers. After school, I trained as an accountant, but hated it. My plan was to
live in a bread delivery van that I’d converted and offer people handyman
services in return for payment in kind.
One day, a man knocked on my van and invited me to join his community for a weekend. They were the Moonies, named after their Korean founder Sun Myung Moon, and they were operating from a farmhouse just outside Reading. The community of 15 was led by a local man and his wife; it was clean, drug-free and essentially Christian, all of which appealed to me. By the end of the weekend, I had agreed to stay for six months...'
One day, a man knocked on my van and invited me to join his community for a weekend. They were the Moonies, named after their Korean founder Sun Myung Moon, and they were operating from a farmhouse just outside Reading. The community of 15 was led by a local man and his wife; it was clean, drug-free and essentially Christian, all of which appealed to me. By the end of the weekend, I had agreed to stay for six months...'
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