The Mary Davis Home

The Mary Davis Home - Part 2

None of these pictures were taken by me, they came right from the MDH website. I am posting these so that friends who have never seen inside where I worked can gain access. After 27 years I have many stories, tales and acquaintances. But, I wouldn't know how to express them appropriately in a few paragraphs. I enjoyed 98% of my stay there and hope I made a difference in the lives of a fraction of the kids who entered.

The original MDH at this site was just the front part. The large red-roofed area in back was added on in the 90's.

This is the Jerry Carlton library. It was unofficially named after one of the counselors who truly loved the place. He passed away around 2002, I think. Mr. Farber looks like he is explaining a few things to a client.

The classroom.

Activity area with the gym behind the windows.

Another shot of the classroom.

It was a little different area to teach since we had 2 classes and 2 teachers in the same room.

The outside court area. Volleyball, basketball, and whiffleball were the most popular activities. Is that my old buddy Mr. Luken putting up the net on the right?

The gym. That looks like Mr. Gullstrand about to pass the ball into play.

Special Mention to the Following Great Co-Workers When I First Started:

Jeff Sutor, Counselor

Marilyn Tapper, Counselor

John Pogue, Counselor

Jim Glasnovish, Counselor

Robin Glasnovish, Counselor

Rose Medina, Counselor

Cathy Sargent, Youth Worker

Kevin Webber, Counselor

Nancy Woods, Counselor

Rebecca Simmons, Counselor

Pat Johnson, Adminsistrative Assistant

Mike Johnson, Youth Worker

Flo Billings, Cook

Bob Mason, Teacher

Tanny Storm, Youth Worker

Randy Storm, Superintendent

Jim Grundel, Chief of Probation

If I am missing anyone it's probably because I accidentally forgot you, forgot your name, or didn't like you.

There were, of course many many many people who came on board in the years that followed. But the people above were around when I started or shortly after.

A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops. – Henry Adams

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