Vintage

My name is Jason. I was born in July, 1984. I have two older brothers and two younger sisters.  Life for me wasn't very good. It was bad actually or so I thought. My first memory between the ages of 4 and 5 was my mother getting raped by one of her boyfriends.  When I was 6 or 7, my mother had moved to The Garden a homeless shelter, where we met Penny.  I didn't remember her much but I know she was there.   Read Jason's testimony...

My name is Roxanne. I grew up real poor and in a very bad neighborhood. My mother was diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenic. My step dad kept going back to jail or prison. So, our family went from shelter to shelter most of my life. We first came to Jacob’s House when a police officer found us living in our car behind the old Kroger store about 10 years ago. I didn't think I would ever be there again. Read Roxanne's testimony...

My name is Stephanie, I just had my thirteenth birthday, I wasn’t supposed to have it, but when I took all those pills, I didn’t die.  Instead, I ended up in a hospital on suicide watch crying and wondering why it didn’t work.  What was my mom going to do now; was she going to keep me or send me away.  My dad was in prison, and he had really raised me most of my life; I just spent a little time at moms every year for vacation, but it seemed like we were fighting all the time, but she was all I had now. Read Stephanie's testimony...