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Jan 15, 2016

"Polygamy stunts a woman's mind": "The Sound of Gravel" author Ruth Wariner on her fundamentalist Mormon childhood, becoming a feminist and life after leaving the church

KRISTEN MASCIA
Salon
January 3, 2016

Growing up in Colonia LeBaron, Mexico, a fundamentalist Mormon colony six hours south of the New Mexico border, Ruth Wariner rarely felt safe.

She was 3 months old in 1972 when her father, Joel LeBaron, the head of the polygamist Church of the Firstborn of the Fulness of Times, was brutally murdered, assassinated in a plot concocted by his brother, Ervil, the leader of a separate sect.

They called Ervil LeBaron the Mormon Manson. In the 1970s and ’80s, he ordered the deaths of dozens more of his religious rivals.

For years, Ruth says, she lived in fear, terrified her uncle would send henchmen to kill her and the rest of her family.

“Ervil was the monster of my childhood, this ghostlike, dark figure,” she says. “I never met him, but he was a constant threat.”

Sadly, as Ruth details in her gripping new memoir, “The Sound of Gravel” (Jan. 5, Flatiron Books), he wasn’t the only monster in her life. The third of her mother’s 10 children, Ruth suffered hardship after hardship, from neglect to sexual abuse.

Somehow, says Ruth, 43, now a Spanish teacher based in Portland, Oregon, “I recovered.” But her journey of healing continues. Recently Anna LeBaron, one of Ervil’s 50-plus children, found Ruth on Twitter and reached out to her. The pair met in early December and now hope to gather their families for a reunion next summer on the Oregon coast.

It’s been a symbolic exchange. “Even though there’s no way to repair the damage that was done to her family, in my own way, I feel as if I’m doing my part to help right a wrong,” says Anna, 47, who lives in Dallas and is giving Ruth’s book a boost through her GoodReads community. “Knowing her is a gift.”

In an exclusive joint interview—their first together, ever—the cousins shared their story with Salon.

This is an edited distillation of interviews conducted by phone and via email.

You two started talking in November. Tell me about those early conversations.

Ruth: I’d never heard Anna’s name before she tweeted at me in November. I was like, Anna LeBaron…she must be related to me. Our first conversation was fascinating and overwhelming. We had so many similar stories.

Anna, were you nervous to meet Ruth? You had nothing to do with your father’s crimes, of course—you were a child when it all went down. But did you harbor guilt about what he did to Ruth’s dad?

Anna: At first I was just glad she didn’t block me on Twitter! [laughs] But no, once we started talking via email and on the phone, I was not at all afraid to meet her. I have had to overcome a tremendous amount of shame about my father’s atrocities in my life, but “guilt” isn’t an accurate word.

What was your first reaction when you met?

Ruth: I saw her and thought, Oh my god, she looks like family! She felt like family, like I’ve known her all my life.

Anna: We sound alike and have similar features—both of us look like LeBarons. We’re also close in age, so it was a little like seeing myself in the mirror. I gave her a big hug. We kept saying to each other, “Can you believe this?”

One of your shared experiences is that both of you grew up without your dads. Ruth: Your mom was your dad’s fifth wife. She was 17 when they married; he was 42. You were only 3 months old when he died, right?

Ruth: Right. In LeBaron we were taught that my father was the prophet—people literally worshipped him, so I did too. Some of my earliest memories involve my mom telling me how his brother, Ervil, had him killed, so I always had this mystical idea of him. He was this Christ-like figure who sacrificed his life for his church.

Anna, what are your memories of your dad, Ervil?

Anna: I was 9 months old when we left Colonia LeBaron, and just 4 years old when my father had Ruth’s dad killed. Throughout my early childhood, he was running from the law. I don’t remember much, except that he was very tall. When he was home, I’d rarely see him; he’d come and go in the night and hole up in the back bedroom, avoiding windows because he didn’t want to be seen. I don’t even recall speaking with him.

Ruth: Were you scared of him?

Anna: I wasn’t afraid of him because I didn’t know what was happening. We knew to revere him and to be quiet around him, but I was completely unaware that people were dead in his wake. Even when he went to jail, I didn’t know the reason. We were always told we were being persecuted for our beliefs.

Did you ever pine for your father, Ruth?

Ruth: I’ve been envious of other people who have strong relationships with their fathers, absolutely, but honestly, growing up, I didn’t know what I was missing. The only time I really missed having my father was when I was abused. That’s when I remember getting on my knees and asking God, “Why didn’t you give me a father to protect me?”

Your mom married your stepdad not long after your dad died and quickly expanded her brood. He was neglectful and abusive; you and your siblings lived in a shack in Mexico without electricity and often scant access to nutritious food, which upset your grandparents.

Ruth: Right. My grandparents were part of the church for years, and my mom’s sisters also ended up in polygamist marriages. My grandfather used to say, “I saw my daughters suffer too much.” The men were hardly ever around and were getting their wives pregnant constantly. My mom was having babies as a teenager with an old man, living on beans and eggs.

Malnutrition played a role in at least one of your sibling’s disabilities, right?

Ruth: Right. My younger sister Meri had hydrocephalus, a condition where fluid accumulates in the brain, typically in young children, that can cause brain damage, and my older sister Audrey was never officially diagnosed with autism, but the women who help take care of her now believe she has it. But, yes—my family thinks my brother Luke [who is mentally disabled] may have been born with malnutrition.

Your grandparents and aunts left the church. Why did your mom stay?

Ruth: I think my mom found a place where she felt like she belonged. She believed the same things they did and felt supported in those beliefs when her family rejected her. And I think marrying my father, the prophet, when she was so young made her felt special. The LeBaron brothers were powerful, charismatic men.

You write with such tenderness for her, but you also describe some pretty unconscionable behavior. She’d leave you for days to go on the road with your stepfather when you and your siblings were still small children. That’s tough to rationalize.

Ruth: Part of it was just the LeBaron culture: women left their children alone all the time. All the men worked in the States, and the women left their children with babysitters or the eldest daughters.

But I think, too, that my mom was severely depressed. It hurt her that she didn’t have a say in her own life. She did the best she could, she was a very loving person, but I don’t think she loved having all these children—three of them disabled on top of it. And she was brainwashed. When you get brainwashed, I think you sort of lose yourself, lose your common sense. Unfortunately the religion became more important to her than other things, and we all paid the price.

Anna, does Ruth’s upbringing sound familiar?

Anna: Reading Ruth’s book was kind of like reading my own story. The poverty, the lack of supervision. There were times, like Ruth experienced, when my mother would be gone for days, if not weeks, and we were left in the care of older siblings. Sometimes we’d have to look in dumpsters for food. Ruth mentions mush in her book, and mush was part of my childhood as well. Any type of grain that could be ground up and cooked, we ate.

As you detail in the book, Ruth, you were sexually abused by your stepfather for four years, starting when you were 8. Was it hard to write those passages?

Ruth: It was. There were a lot of tears. I rewrote the scenes several times, and sometimes, as I was writing, I would feel the self-doubt I felt as a little girl creep back in, like Did this really happen? I had to validate myself, tell myself Yeah, this was wrong, this happened and it was not okay. Even now, when I reread those scenes, it’s a little bit hard for me. My heart starts to race a bit. I feel like I left a lot of that pain on the page.

The hardest part was what do I tell, and what do I not tell. I actually had a conversation with my therapist about how much detail I should go into. I wanted the book to be palatable, but I also wanted it to be the truth. It was important to me to tell that side of the story, even though it’s hard to read.

You told your mom about your abuse on two separate occasions, but she refused to leave your stepdad. She died when you were a teen; after that, you went to live with your grandma in California. When you reflect on that time now, what do you make of your mom’s inaction? Do you resent her for that?

Ruth: I was definitely angry at her for not protecting me. After the second time I told her, when I’d found that my stepsisters were being abused too and still decided to stay—that broke my heart. I still feel that raw anger sometimes, still have dreams where I’m yelling at her. Letting go of that has been a process. I’ve had years of therapy.

How did what happened to you affect your relationships with men as you got older?

Ruth: I didn’t trust men, both because of the abuse and because I hadn’t been around them a lot. I could never flirt; I was never the kind of person who could put herself out there. I always had trouble dating, and especially in my early 20s, was always attracted to men who didn’t feel the same way about me. I would date these people that were kind of apathetic; they weren’t mean or abusive, but they weren’t emotionally available. As I grew into my early 30s, I began to recognize that I kept putting myself in the kinds of relationships my mother had been in, where the man kind of cared, but not really. Once I recognized that, I was able to move forward. And as I took better care of myself—got my education, got a job, started making money—the quality of the men in my life improved too. I got married at 36, and that was about when I was ready. I think I had to go through that process to find the right man.

With your abuse history, were the physical aspects of being in a romantic relationship difficult?

Ruth: Yes, when I was younger. Back then I would have sex with men way too quickly. I think I allowed myself to be taken advantage of. I didn’t set boundaries.

As your healing has evolved, has your relationship with sex changed?

Ruth: I’m much more comfortable in my body and in my sexuality now than I was when I was making those choices in my 20s. I definitely enjoy my body more than I ever did when I was an insecure kid, recovering from abuse.

Anna, does this echo for you? Were you uncomfortable around men?

Anna: “Echo” is a good word for it. We were raised knowing that we were going to become one of multiple wives, so we were taught be subimissive. It’s taken lots of therapy for me to come to know who I am, and to learn self-care. Learning self-care when you’re taught to sacrifice all—

Ruth: And not feeling ashamed or guilty about it!

Anna: Yes! Understanding that self-care is important—not selfish—was a huge part of my growth process.

What do you think a religion like the one you grew up in does to a woman?

Ruth: I think polygamy stunts a woman’s mind. My mom didn’t think about or do anything outside her religion. She always craved love, but Lane didn’t give her special attention, and I know she felt neglected. She was also tired all the time. Her body never recovered from having one baby before she would end up pregnant with another. She cried a lot, and suffered with migraines. Polygamy is emotionally and psychologically hard on women and children.

Anna?

Anna: I think it’s hard for a woman to share a man. Women born into polygamy are taught that avoiding jealousy is a sign of godliness, but nothing, in my opinion, could be further from the truth. A woman in that situation has no choice but to compartmentalize those emotions.

What is your relationship to religion like these days?

Ruth: In college I took classes to learn about other religions. For me it was freeing to realize that I had a choice to make about God. I was always a prayerful child, and I still believe in God and pray. But I struggle with organized religion, with the idea of a man telling you how to live your life. My dad and a lot of his brothers claimed to be the prophet. There’s a huge ego trip there! When you condition children to believe that boys are more important, that men should always be served first, that everybody needs to be quiet in the presence of the big, mighty man…I’m still pissed about that. I’ve spent a lot of my life teaching myself that I matter, that I have a voice, that when I walk into a room, especially a room of men, I am equal to everyone in it, not less-than. That’s been a big part of my healing.

Would you call yourself a feminist?

Ruth: I am definitely a feminist!

What would you tell young women of LeBaron today?

Ruth: I would advise them to get a good education, to travel and see other parts of the world, and to experience other ways of living before deciding to enter into a polygamist relationship.

And I’d tell them to start taking birth control.

Kristen Mascia is a writer and editor in Brooklyn.

http://www.salon.com/2016/01/03/polygamy_stunts_a_womans_mind_the_sound_of_gravel_author_ruth_wariner_on_her_fundamentalist_mormon_childhood_becoming_a_feminist_and_life_after_leaving_the_church/

Jan 14, 2016

I grew up with 41 siblings in a polygamist cult

Dana Schuster
NY Post
January 14, 2016

You may have watched television shows about it, but few have experienced the brutality and sexism of some cults firsthand. Ruth Wariner has. The 43-year-old grew up in a polygamist colony in Mexico where she had more than 40 siblings. Wariner, whose new memoir, “The Sound of Gravel,” is out now, tells The Post’s Dana Schuster what it was like growing up poor with an abusive stepfather, and about the final straw that caused her to plot her escape once and for all.

“Hey, did you know that we’re sisters?” Natalia whispered to me. It was my first day in elementary school and I had just met this girl.

“Are you sure?” I asked, thinking I misheard her.

“I think so. My mom said your dad is Joel the prophet … Joel was my dad, too,” she said. Then she pointed to the little girl in the front row. “She’s our sister, too.”

My mouth dropped.

Wariner has published a memoir about living in a polygamist colony. “Sometimes I look back on my life and think, ‘Really? Did this happen?'” she says.

I had never met my half-siblings, but I knew I had them. A lot of them. I grew up in a polygamist cult, the Church of the Firstborn of the Fulness of Times, a Fundamentalist Mormon sect in Chihuahua, Mexico. My father, Joel LeBaron, was the prophet of the sect. I was 39th of his 42 children.

Three months after my birth, my dad was rumored to have been killed by his own brother in a bid for church power. My mother, Kathy, remarried, becoming wife No. 2 of a man named Lane. She already had four children with my father and went on to have six more with Lane.

Lane could barely support his first wife and her brood, let alone ours. We lived in a ramshackle adobe house where we subsisted on beans and eggs. My mother went to the States regularly to collect welfare checks — her parents lived there after defecting from the church. I took care of my siblings, many of whom were mentally disabled, feeding them and washing their dirty cloth diapers.

I never liked Lane, and hated him after I turned 8. That’s when he’d sneak into my bedroom during the nights he stayed with my mom and touch me. Lane promised me ice cream if I kept quiet, but I told my mom — multiple times — what he was doing. Each time she told me Lane was sorry and that we needed to practice forgiveness. It crushed my soul that my mother wouldn’t leave him. But in our religion, women needed to be married to get into heaven, so she stayed.

Wariner as a child, riding a horse in an undated photo.

When I turned 14, my mom and Lane pulled me out of school to help with the house and kids full time. One day, I found my brother Micah and stepbrother Junior hanging dead on a barbed-wire fence. Lane had been wiring electricity to another wife’s house, and the boys had been electrocuted. I screamed in horror. My mother came running out.

“Do not touch the fence!” I yelled. But she did.

She died, too.

Heartbroken, my older brother Luke, three younger half-sisters and I were sent to live with Lane’s fourth wife, Marjory. When I found out that Lane had molested Luke (who was 17 at the time but had the mental capacity of a 5-year-old), I knew we had to escape.

My brother Matt, who had moved to California years ago, drove to Mexico to get the five of us. We lived with my grandmother while I got my GED. Lane tried to get his kids back, but I went to court and fought him and won.

I’m now living in Portland, Ore., where I stopped teaching high school Spanish in order to write, and have been married to Alan, a sales consultant, for eight years. Because we got married when I was 36, we decided not to have children.

Lane died three years ago. Somehow, I’ve learned to forgive him. Sometimes I look back on my life and think, “Really? Did this happen?” But I’ve tried to let go of the anger inside of me.

I’ll never forget when, a few months before my mother died, she told me she loved me — words I don’t think I had ever heard from her before.

“Ruthie, I need to tell you … that I’m so sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry for everything that you’ve gone through, for everything Lane has done to you. I do feel like things have gotten better. Don’t you think so?” she asked, crying hard.

I do now.

http://nypost.com/2016/01/14/i-grew-up-with-41-siblings-in-a-polygamist-cult/

Dec 11, 2007

Author speaks about her 'Shattered Dreams' as a polygamist's wife


Brooke Adams
Salt Lake Tribune

December 11, 2007

When Irene Spencer became a plural wife she married for God, not love.

Born into a family that had embraced polygamy for four generations, Spencer believed plural marriage was necessary for her to get to heaven.

In 1953, at age 16, she became the second wife of her brother-in-law, Verlan LeBaron. For Spencer, the years that followed were a constant search for validation.

She suffered a nervous breakdown, contemplated suicide and planned to leave her 28-year marriage when fate intervened: LeBaron was killed in a car accident.

Spencer, 70, chronicles her experience as a plural wife in "Shattered Dreams: My Life as a Polygamist's Wife" (Center Street, $24.99). She will speak about her life in polygamy tonight at Salt Lake City's Main Library.


Through marriage, Spencer joined a family that would launch an infamous sect, the Church of the Firstborn of the Fulness of Times. Based in Mexico, it is most notable for the murderous rampage set off by LeBaron's brother Ervil in the 1970s.

But Spencer said her husband, who led the sect from 1972 until his death in 1981, was a kind man who adored his 58 children.

She does not fault him for her dissatisfaction with the polygamous life, a perspective that sets her apart from other ex-plural wives who've authored books about their experiences.

"Verlan was a very good man," she said. "The publishers wanted to make him out a dog, but he was one of the kindest, nicest, understanding [men]. He was a victim in the same way I was a victim."

The polygamous lifestyle itself was the problem, incapable of delivering the promised fulfillment, she maintains.

Plural memoirs.
Books by ex-plural wives practically make up their own genre. The form began with Ann Eliza Young's "Wife No. 19: The Story of a life in Bondage," an expose of her short, unhappy marriage to LDS Prophet Brigham Young.

It entered the modern era with publication in 1975 of "Polygamist's Wife" by Melissa Merrill, the pseudonym of a woman whose marriage collapsed after her husband took three other wives.

More recent additions include "The Sixth of Seventh Wives" by Mary Mackert and "Escape" by Carolyn Jessop, both former members of the sect now led by Warren S. Jeffs. Mackert is featured in the documentary, "Damned to Heaven."

The interest in such stories appears strong; both Spencer's and Jessop's book appeared briefly on The New York Times' bestsellers list.

Just one book has offered a positive take on polygamy among fundamentalist Mormons, "Voices in Harmony." The compilation of comments from 100 plural wives was put together by proponents Anne Wilde, Mary Batchelor and Marianne Watson.

Spencer and Jessop "both have fascinating stories. They are very sad stories," said Wilde, who has read both books. "They have their experience, they have a right to write about it and my heart goes out to them."

But the books may leave readers with the impression that all fundamentalist Mormon women are suppressed emotionally and spiritually, Wilde said. "That is not the case across the board," she said.

One family's history.

Spencer is the second of LeBaron's former wives to pen a memoir. Susan Ray Schmidt, wife No. 6, published "His Favorite Wife: Trapped in Polygamy" in 2006. LeBaron also wrote briefly about his family in "The LeBaron Story," published the year he died.

Read together, the books offer a unique look at different perspectives of a single polygamous marriage.

Spencer's book is the best, and a better read than most in the genre, which have common themes of jealousy, emotional neglect and women overwhelmed by too many children.

Spencer spent her married years in Mexico, giving birth to 13 children while trying to make the best of a life of abject poverty.

The addition of each new wife brought heartbreak and exacerbated Spencer's emotional, and sexual, frustration.

"I used to tell him not to get more than seven wives because I wanted to see him at least once a week," she said.

"Living 'the law' was like torture to me," Spencer writes. "It went beyond self-sacrifice to the point of totally rejecting self."

Spencer was shocked and threatened when LeBaron took Schmidt, who was 15 at the time, as a wife.

But she participated in the ceremony anyway. By then, LeBaron was the sect's president and Spencer felt compelled to keep up a happy facade.

"It was our survival." LeBaron eventually had 10 wives; Spencer participated in four of those ceremonies, placing each new wife's hand in that of their husband.

"I did it without flinching or crying because everybody was watching you," she said. "You just smother everything you feel.

"Every woman who says they love it - I used to parrot the same things and say it was wonderful, grand, because it was expected of us and it was our survival," Spencer said. "If you didn't believe it and gave it up, you were damned."

So she suffered along, her unmet emotional, physical and psychological needs deepening. Spencer said LeBaron confided he felt overwhelmed, too, but felt "he had to do it for God."

After LeBaron's death, Spencer became a born-again Christian; she married Hector Spencer 19 years ago, finally finding the love and devotion she craved.

Lingering guilt about her years as a plural wife is due to this: Three of her children are in polygamous marriages. "I look forward to the day when they will all be out it," she said.

Spencer wrote a draft of the book 20 years ago, intending it to be an historical account for posterity. When a church group gave it a thumbs up, Spencer and a daughter began searching for a publisher.

She received 25 rejections before her manuscript was accepted by an agent who sold it to Center Street, which focuses on books that provide "wholesome entertainment, helpful encouragement and traditional values."
That, Spencer hopes, is exactly what people find in her memoir.

"I want people to know how [you] can be brainwashed and made to follow someone else's script," she said. "I feel like you can walk away from any situation you were in and become better or bitter. I have learned a lot of valuable lessons."

Brooke Adams can be reached at 801-257-8724 or brooke@sltrib.com

http://www.sltrib.com/News/ci_7693341

Church of the First Born of the Fullness of Times (Ervil LeBaron)