"Where in the world is Hungerford, Texas" you ask? It’s a wide spot in the road near Wharton or approximately 45 miles west of Houston. The Center had acquired a school, complete with Gymnasium, class rooms, maintenance facilities and adjacent land. The school district went bankrupt which should give you an idea how poor the people in that area were. The site was ideal as a Rehab Center however. It was remotely located and there was not much that the residents could get into. Let me explain just a little about the program.
Circa 1983 - Must have been serious times
This was a 24/7 job and you were always on call if needed. I was in charge of induction, prison and jail ministries, the Friday night Chapel services, counseling, and anything else that needed doing. Cherie concentrated on organizing the kitchen and started a thrift shop in the City of Wharton. She also took over the ceramics shop and transformed it into a money making venture. Jennifer and Chris were being home schooled which left them ample time for other pursuits.
Sr staff ladies planning session
Chris and his two friends formed a tight knit group and they were always off on some new adventure, building things, riding horses or fishing in the creek. Arnie was finishing off his last year of High School as a home schooler and was awarded with a scholarship to Houston Baptist University. He lived in a dorm on the HBU campus and later shared an apartment with several other students. He also played soccer on the HBU team.
Jennifer the Candy Striper
Some of the fun highlights of our stay at the Hungerford campus, were the numerous trips down the Colorado River. I would take a bunch of the residents (that is what we called the people there for treatment) put them on one of our buses and let in upstream. We would float for hours braving the heat, venomous snakes and even the occasional alligator, and get picked up at our landing near Wharton. I also put together a soccer team and we would travel to play other clubs, churches or schools. Some of the banquets and special events we hosted in the Gym were always great fun too but there were also times of chagrin when one of the residents went a little crazy and had to be disciplined. We had quite a few
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