Shawn Dean:  

CLASS OF 1987
Arroyo High SchoolClass of 1987
El monte, CA

Shawn's Story

Hello from the consumate loner Shawn Dean! And yes I'm still kind of a loner, but I have a little community that understands my quirks, so I'm not doing too bad. As with all loners (we prefer the term lonesters) I have been hiding for many years. It has been a learning voyage to be sure. But as neglectful as I've been of my childhood friends, I never did forget you, and you have been in my thoughts and prayers often. I left Arroyo High School in 1986 to pursue what my church called "pioneering." My attitude, and that of my church was that since the "end" (Armageddon) was coming so soon, I didn't really need to graduate from High School, so I took the California Proficiency Examination and got a sort of diploma, and began my career in the Jehovah's Witness Ministry while working part time. Many of you actually became my pet disciples "(studies," and "return visits" is how I labeled each of you depending on the amount of interest you showed.) I appreciate those who were nice and patronizing all those years. Such a shame that I saw you all more as potential recruits into "the Organization" than as friends, and I am sorry for that. Keep reading and you will see that I am a man of many regrets, but somehow I think that perhaps there is a reason for them all. Or perhaps, I need to make it mean something for myself and take charge of my reality? Just a thought. As the big 'Four-o approaches I am taking inventory of my first half of life and making changes as the epiphanies come rolling in, small and great. After I completed a few years as a "pioneer" minister, I applied and was accepted to "serve" in the Church compound in New York State, on a factory production line making Watchtower magazines for no pay, room and board only. This type of work is viewed by my former church as the highest priveledge one could attain to. After two years there, my brother Danny joined me. We had many happy times together there, and for the first 5 years or so, I was happy to just work hard labor for "the Lord" and for the "Mother Organization." My last year there however, I began to have doubts about my faith, and felt like my life was going nowhere. My brother Danny, (who was also my best friend) got married and left the compound, but I stayed for a few more months. But without Danny there, I just felt empty and lonely, so I decided to leave also. My parents were very kind and payed for a vacation to Puerto Rico (I had been serving in a Spanish Congregation and learned Spanish pretty well) and later I was a delegate for a Jehovah's Witness Convention in Prague and Paris. So I also got a European Vacation as well. I will always be grateful to my parents for being so generous at that time. I will never really be able to repay them. Hopefully they don't feel it wasted on me since I have left the church. When I returned to El Monte in 1996, I had been in the church compound for 6 years and felt like a stranger in a ghost town. My parents had moved to Georgia, and I was living alone in their big 6 bedroom house on Bannister Av next door to Mathew Sanchez, the same place I grew up in. It was a very, very difficult time. I just couldn't get used to life "on the outside" I had been living in an institutional setting for so long. I tried to pick up where I left off, in the Jehovah's Witness ministry, but all my church friends were gone and married and tended to just ignore me. Many church members were suspicious of me, criticized me, spread rumors about me. Many long time friends treated me very passive agressively and judgmentally. Matt Sanchez was still living next door, but since I was still in the church, I was discouraged from hanging out with him, or anyone not a Jehovah's Witness for that matter, so we would say hello to one another in passing, and talk for short stints, but in general I ignored him as a friend because the church reccommended only being friends with other Jehovah's Witnesses. After 4 years working random jobs I decided to go to college. I first went to PCC, then to Musician's Institute (thanks to a work injury) in Hollywood (some of you may remember that I play the drums). After going to Musician's Institute and getting a Certificate in Recording Engineering, I founded a couple of bands with my brother Danny and started a garage recording studio in my parents garage. I had a number of jobs while I was trying to make my recording and music ...Expand for more
editing business work: reading meters for Edison and the Gas company, taking pictures at schools for LifeTouch (I remember running into Becky Botras Rodello once at Cherrylee School) and doing Sound Engineering and Live Sound at Knott's Berry Farm. The band I formed with Danny, The Poppoets, featured Steve Folino on guitar. Some of you know him. The highlight of that band was playing on the radio, KSPC! live and having our CD single "Indie Pop Summer" played on the radio and featured on the "Indie Pop Summer Tour" that a small record company was producing. This was 1999-2000. The last time I heard from Steve Folino was 2 tears ago at his 40th Birthday party where I played a small solo acustic set of songs dedicated to him and his family. (I celebrate birthdays now, Woo Hoo!) Around that time Danny and his wife had a baby, Matthew, and I was so priveledged to be working evenings and weekends, so I got to take care of him when he was just a tiny infant and toddler while Suzanne his mom, my sister - in- law went to work. It was a great time, but the more classes I was taking in college, especially Psychology and Philosophy, I began to doubt the truth of what my church was teaching. It also seemed to me that as a member of this church I was not free to have a personal conscience, and if I ever did have my own opinions that were contrary to the official church dogma, I was not free to express them openly to other members. So, in 2001, late in the year, just after 9/11, I stopped attending the meetings and indoctrination services of Jehovah's Witnesses. My family can attest to the fact that I was experiencing much conflict and confusion at this time that caused me to act out in unhealthy ways. I began to get very depressed and withdrawn. My family unfortunately judged me very harshly for recoiling from the church. They called me "weak" and said my new found ideas that I was learning in college were "demonic" or "demon inspired." My relationships with my brothers and sisters were falling apart. It seemed to me that just when I needed them the most, they weren't there for me, and that just drove me further away from their company and further away from, and eventually in outright opposition to, the church. My own brother Danny finally told me I couldn't be around his son because of my new found "critical thinking" and "scientific analysis." They finally called me "apostate," which is the worst thing in the world to a Jehovah's Witness. This was all happening in 2002 or there abouts. When Matt Sanchez's father died, our block, Bannister Av. cul de sac, lost a legend. I am saddened now to think that I didn't even attend his funeral because I was just so caught up with my own life. Mr. Sanchez was a leader on our block, and looked after all of us kids growing up. The most I did to comfort Matt was just to verbally express my condolences. I didn't send any cards or flowers. This is typical of members of my church. We were so into our own little Jehovah's Witness world that "worldly people" (what JWs call all of you, and what I called all of you my whole life) were outsiders, outside the congregation, outside the Ark of salvation, and only to be associated with when we are preaching to you. It's not that I am blaming my insensitiveness on my church, but it is a fact that my church is very black and white, insider / outsider, member / non-member oriented, and this affected my world view and community view in such a way that I considered only members my community. As "Outsiders," all of you, were never considered by me (or by my family) as part of MY community. You unfortunately were always "worldly people" that we hoped would become jehovah's Witnesses some day, or else die at Armageddon, (as sick as that sounds to me now that I am free of the church.) In 2007 I graduated from Cal State Long Beach with a teaching credential. As of 2009, I am still working with LAUSD for now and am in a Master's Program for School Psychologist. Through this website I have gotten back in touch with a few friends so I'll say a shout out to: Angel Creencia, best friend for many years in grade school, along with Neil Moody (who I haven't found yet) up until 9th grade, Ray Rubenstein, Corey Barron and Dorothy Gonzales. I hope i can catch up with more of you all soon. Even though we have grown apart I still think of all of you, especially my Elementary friends!
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