Bethel elders...I couldn't stand those guys. Us young guys would go out of our way to avoid them.
The main thing I took away from Bethel: it's not what you know but who you know.
Am I the only one that remembers going to one of the dining rooms on Sunday morning and going through the lunch fixin's to make sandwiches for when we went to the local congregation meeting and service afterward? I would make Dagwoods and the older guys would give me dirty looks. The lifers in my hall would always laugh at the sandwiches I made. I was never sure if they were laughing at me or with me - now I don't care.
I think it's time to troll facebook to see if any of those guys I remember are on facebook and maybe free of the cult. One can only hope.