by Brooke Davis
Two weeks ago, I attended my son’s commencement at The Healing Place.
After over a year, my eldest son, Alex, completed all the requirements of their program and received a diploma. He and the other 6 members of the 62nd class dressed in suits and ties as their teachers from the Works Class, the residents and many alumni looked on. We as parents were given seats in the front row. There were easily 200 in attendance.
It has been years since a teacher praised my son to me, for his efforts in class and his intelligence. … Read more...