ok oh yes now I remember and understand something more
There are some fake emails that have been added to my Harvard email account, which I never wrote, but which show me somehow emailing Murray Somerville and somehow it looks as if I somehow ended up meeting with him again and somehow writing that "it was all Danny Forger's fault" and having him somehow be the one to arrange for me to practice/play I think first at First Lutheran Church and then Old West Church. Of course, none of that happened. I can't remember who told me about First Lutheran Church but I think it was some organist, I am not sure where, and I practiced there once a week for awhile until the secretary left due to carpal tunnel syndrome.
Then after that there were some master classes at Old West Church which I was invited to and, in the process of preparing for the master class, I got to meet Pastor Laurel and I just knew from her personality, this would be someone I could somehow approach with regard to practicing the organ, and she was like, well there was a rapport there, I just knew she wouldn't be like others I'd dealt with before. So I did, but it was around that time that I ceased all contact with David Illingworth and didn't even talk to Sandy Selesky for a very long time, all because I was afraid Murray Somerville and Bill Porter and some of the others at Harvard might find out and try to slander me and wreck things with Old West Church, something I had suspected had gone on at First Lutheran Church.
The truth is, the last time I ever spoke to Murray Somerville was after I wrote that email and he said "bad things are going to happen to you," and I asked "what bad things?" and he said "I don't know yet -- other people are going to carry them out." In addition to which, if I had REALLY started reestablishing contact with him, I would have continued to maintain contact not only with him but with David Illingworth and even Sandy Selesky.
Actually, I first noticed that my Harvard email account had been altered and those fake emails had been put in there after I started working at Keller Williams -- or pseudo "working" there. Truth is they didn't LET me do any work and also implied showing houses might be dangerous, particularly realtors have been killed in basements while showing houses.
However, around this time I had been convinced -- by a few untrustworthy others, one of whom happened to include this Comp Sci student who worked for microsoft -- that the only way to handle things was to "make a deal" to cover things up, or to HALF cover things up. Cover some things up, so some people are held accountable for committing crimes against me (which couldn't be covered up) but then a cover story is floated which preserves Harvard's reputation, and the reputation of other high profile players.
So the moment I see these fake emails, after all the abuse I'd been through I thought, oh ok, they are agreeing to such a deal, and it was around this time I do believe I started responding by emailing my attorney telling him details about things that went on at Harvard, as well as indications as to how it can all be "interpreted" to either be my fault or the fault of my up bringing or of my parents, but not the fault of anyone at Harvard. Though I do remember I did mention that Murray Somerville really did do things that upset me, but I think I remember proposing maybe we can just say he was an eccentric musician and I can agree to downplay them or figure out how to explain it away. I was overly sensitive, it was a misunderstanding, blah blah blah.
Oh and I assumed, of course, that any and all involvement of Harvard in the matter would be totally covered up, so the only "cover story" or "explanation" that has to be floated would be why I dropped out of Harvard, what all the problems were. The way my whole approach to the situation was, I was literally telling everyone how grateful I was to have been granted the opportunity to be considered trustworthy enough and smart enough to do a good job of "maintaining the kind of discipline" necessary to permanently cover everything up. Oh well, that's what some of the abuse does to you.