Stacy owns and runs a construction business in Austin, Texas, and is also the proud mom of two young men. She has been very active in her local Church of Scientology for over 25 years.
It’s almost like Disney wants to attack my religion. I mean, it claims to uphold “values of inclusion, tolerance, and civility” but forgets what is “indefensible and inconsistent” with those values when it comes to someone’s church.
Religious freedom is quite literally the bedrock value on which the United States was founded and I argue it is in no small measure what makes it (if not the, one of) the greatest countries in the world.
We LOVE football in our house. Everybody has a different favorite team they’re passionate about which makes holiday shopping easy. My family has even been sponsoring an all-skill-levels weekly pick-up flag football game in our neighborhood for a decade now.
You don’t know me, I know. But let’s just establish, quickly, that I am bossy, usually the loudest one in the room and the first person you’d pick if you were choosing an all-star team for charades.
Since when did we start listening to Exes? Are ex-wives, disgruntled employees, former bosses and once-great friends really the best sources of intel on history, substance or fact? My first husband and I got married two weeks out of high school. I wasn’t even pregnant or anything.
There are some people who think they know what Scientology is because they read a book “about” Scientology or saw a special on TV. Yet their ideas of it don’t match what I have been seeing and doing in Scientology for over a quarter of a century.
By Stacy Sass I was standing in front of my Church with my family and some friends, lingering and chatting after a particularly pleasant fellowship the other evening, when a couple of kids walked by and shouted the name of a famous member of my religion in the general direction of the group of us.