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Jerry, the helper
A couple of months ago, I changed jobs and am now working at the community mental health clinic in Charlottesville. I love my job and the clinic where I work is a good workplace. A week or so ago, we hired a new director of our recovery support department — the team of individuals who perform outreach in the community, provide various types of assistance to folks who are struggling with mental health and substance abuse issues, and try to encourage them to seek treatment. I’d seen Jerry around the clinic, and so I recognized him when our paths crossed on the Downtown Mall. He saw my camera and made a comment about my interest in photography, so I took advantage of the opportunity and asked him to participate in my project.
Jerry isn’t from Charlottesville originally; he hails from the far colder climes of Wisconsin. He moved here to be reunited with his middle-school sweetheart, whom he had contacted some time ago after seeing her on a social networking site. The were married a few months ago in a “hockey wedding.” Never having heard of such a ceremony, I had to ask about it, and he told me that they were married at the local ice rink, and then after the ceremony, everyone played hockey to celebrate. I guess you can take the boy of out Wisconsin, but you can’t take the Wisconsin out of the boy.
Downtown Mall in Charlottesville, VA