Milton and Sandy walked out of a cult rather than surrender their children — and decades later, Cassidy Arkin mapped the truth of her own conception
The family's Synanon chapter ends on a refusal: when the cult mandated that children be separated into a communal hatchery, Milton Hare and Sandy — who already had Cassie — left. Decades later Cassie, an early assisted-reproduction baby, uncovered that the fertility doctor had secretly used his own sperm, and chronicled the discovery in a documentary.
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Before my half-brother Harold was born, my father's path took a highly publicized detour. He met Sandy Rogers — Sandra Rodgers-Hare — while they were living at Synanon in Marin County. Synanon had devolved into a dangerous cult, culminating in the notorious scandal in which members put a four-foot rattlesnake in the mailbox of an attorney working with the Point Reyes Light newspaper during its Pulitzer-winning investigation.
The breaking point for my father and Sandy was the cult's mandate that children be permanently separated from their parents and moved into a communal ‘hatchery.’ Sandy already had a daughter, Cassie — Cassidy Arkin — and they were unwilling to surrender their family. They moved off the ashram around 1983 or 1984, right after my senior year of high school or freshman year of college. I met Cassie then; she was about five or six, and I still remember seeing her in a crib.
Cassie was a pioneer of early assisted reproduction. For decades, her parentage was understood to be the result of a standard anonymous clinical donor procedure. Recently, however, she uncovered the actual mechanics of her conception: the fertility doctor who performed the procedure had secretly used his own sperm, fathering potentially hundreds of children. Because commercial sperm banks with modern ethical protocols didn't really exist back then, I view it practically — it simply wasn't disclosed. Cassie successfully mapped this reality, a journey chronicled in a documentary.
Shortly after they left Synanon, my half-brother Harold was born. He grew up to be a very big guy — the running joke is that he essentially guards the house, so nobody should try anything.
A cult that demanded the children; parents who refused; a rattlesnake in a mailbox as the era's backdrop; and a daughter who, decades on, mapped the hidden truth of her own beginning and put it on film. The family's costliest refusal and its bravest investigation, in one chapter.
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Selma, 1965 — and the promise
Open →In the graphHare's stepmom; Cassidy Arkin's mother; still in the house, well guarded
Open →In the graphProducer — and the reason Hare was in those rooms at all
Open →In the graphJonathan's brother; present for the announcement; the record quotes the warning verbatim because it enjoys it
Open →In the graphThe Marin commune turned dangerous cult: the rattlesnake in the attorney's mailbox, the Point Reyes Light's Pulitzer, and the hatchery mandate that broke the family loose
Open →In the graphConsilient Architect — the node this graph was seeded from
Open →In the graphCassidy's original father — Synanon, the Hatchery, and the name she carries
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