I attended a memorial service at Our Place recently for a man who I had come to know for far too brief a time. The outpouring of love, affection and sadness over his passing would come as a surprise only to those who didn’t know him. Because, while he was part of the family at Our Place, to the outside world he was labelled something far different.Having lived on the streets, this imposing but gentle man wore his share of demons, the deadliest of which is addiction. He died too young, and sadly he’s not alone. There is a drug-overdose crisis in our community that is claiming far too many lives, and its impact rains down like hammer blows.
At Our Place, we are always working at creating the best opportunities to help the most vulnerable take those first steps toward a life changed. One of those recent opportunities has been in transforming 15 of our transitional housing units into a new recovery floor.
Find out more about who we are