We stood atop a mountain in the Red Buttes Wilderness surveying all that was before us in the valleys below. We came to peace in our own minds as we tackled the inner struggles both of us had been dealing with throughout the session. We had found our place in the wilderness where no man belongs. Our place in the NYC Family. Before the session began, we were lost. Meandering around town with no vision or hopes for our future.
Through our first three weeks at NYC we began to find clarity and light that would guide both of us in our endeavors to come. We learned how to work as one. We belonged to a group of humble and welcoming individuals, all eager to aid each other in our quests for personal success. Being a part of NYC is much more than earning a stipend check. It is a step towards developing as well-rounded and hardworking individuals. It is a place anyone can belong and feel loved. It is a place where people of all kinds, coming for a variety of reasons can learn, feel safe, and participate in the development of self and others. Yes, NYC is much more than a stipend check; it is a home for all.
Nick and Noah
South 4, 2014
What I have come to understand is that most everything that we do at Northwest Youth Corps is meant to put us into situations that force us to grow.
This program exposes our faults in either the harshest or gentlest manner, depending on your attitude. Then NYC helps us find solutions and from there we rely on the help of our crew, crew leaders, and our own interest in self-betterment.
So many people are here for us, but it must start from within ourselves, or else it is not real and the growth will be temporary and false.
2014, Red Crew Swamper
My heart goes out to all the 9 to 5’ers in the world, cubicles all to themselves. The feeling hits me seeing the Sisters silhouettes in the near distance on the morning commute, or when finally fitting a boulder into place. I am so grateful that rather than pencil pushers, we are rock carriers, dirt movers, earth changers who of course only matter in their context- a crew, a program, an ecosystem.
We are a technophilic society collecting material possessions and Facebook likes. I am collecting gravel in an effort to create a balanced place to stand. And once that is done, we return to camp to learn and eat and sleep- but who knows, come tomorrow, what roughness needs smoothing; what path needs following to fix a thing or two before the storms of winter come.
Crew Leader, Fall 2014