In My Mother's Home: A Canadian Cult Exposed

It was a warm summer evening, about 6:00pm, on July 9, 1986 when my police search warrant team rolled down a Pickering driveway in a dusty procession of two unmarked police cars and one marked police car. The team consisted of myself, several Detectives from the Durham Regional Police Service, a Children's Aid Society worker from Durham Region and a uniformed officer from one of the Metropolitan Toronto Police Force's downtown divisions.
The air was heavy and smelled of dry hay. Heat bugs we...