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NEWS: FOR THE PEOPLE /2009 Support Groups For Family and Friends Of Meth Addicts Mondays(by appointment) in Felton California, At 6869 Highway 9 (the church At Highway 9 and Fall creek) And Every Tuesday at 7:00 P.M. at Barrios Unidos 1817 Soquel Ave. Santa Cruz Ca. 95062 831-457-8208 Ask For David B STREET CHURCH Volunteer Opportunities Donations Appreciated You may donate now using a secure Web site. Click the following button to help our youth.
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Staff and Board Members
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Directors:
David Beaudry
Linda Crouse
Board of Directors:
Jenna Colier
Board of Directors:
Wanda Conaway-Knight
Board of Directors:
Becky Conway
Marilyn Mayor
Carmen Perez
Leo Sanchez
Fuzzy Sharon
Members:
Michael Christ
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Us
FOR THE PEOPLE is a violence intervention and youth development organization. We work with gang-affiliated youth including those in white- power gangs. We use the indigenous culture of the Celts and Norse people to teach kids how all people were at one time tribal and nature based. When youth become aware of this they begin to see the connections we have with ALL people, the superficial hatred begins to fall away. We do Street Outreach, workshops in juvenile detention facilities, group homes, schools and churches where kids in our programs are co-presenters. Additionally, we do strength-based trainings for the staff of agencies, direct violence intervention and prevention, and concerts.Many of our young people come to us with serious drug problems,so we become a bridge between addiction and treatment in the community.
The directors of FOR THE PEOPLE are David Beaudry and Linda Crouse. David Beaudry has been a youth advocate and community organizer for many years and recently won the United Way Community Hero Award for violence reduction. He is also an internationally known songwriter and performer. Linda Crouse was a co-founder of The Healthy Start Program in the San Lorenzo Valley (Santa Cruz County, Ca.). She also is a Union organizer and a peace activist. Linda is known statewide for her strength-based workshops and has been a tireless youth and family advocate.
We are FOR THE PEOPLE - by The Youth!
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Opportunities for Volunteers
FOR THE PEOPLE collaborates with many community organizations including, Guitars Not Guns, Barrios Unidos, The Resource Center for Non Violence, and others. For volunteer opportunities or general information, contact us by e-mail using the form at the bottom of this page, or mail, or phone:
FOR THE PEOPLE
P.O Box 429
Felton, CA 95018
(831) 430-8493
Opportunities for Donators
You may also contact us to make donations (we are a 501 C3 non-profit organization. For those who want to make a donation now, you may click the Make a Donation button in the left column (the link will navigate you to our PayPal account) or contact us using the address previously listed.
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Words From David Beaudry
It "Still Kills"! (I'm talking about Speed), . So many of our young people are addicted to Methamphetamine, so alot of our outreach is focused on that. It has devastated so many families and I want to help change these things.We have alot of work to do,and much hope to share!Check out the Hookups section of this site for more info and support on this issue. Please join us and help make a better world.Contact us and tell us your stories,"For The People" Wants to get to know you,and post your stories to our site to encourage others. Here's a little more meth history. Methamphetamine was discovered by a Japanese chemist in 1919. During World War II the Japanese government and their allies in Nazi Germany mass produced ‘meth’ as one of several drugs used to medicate troops on the battlefield. Meth, along with anabolic steroids, were just two of several new drugs that the deranged Dr. Josef Mengele, the "Angel of Death," had at his disposal to experiment with on humans, including young twins, being held in the Nazi death camp of Auschwitz. To this day, one of the two main methods for producing meth is called by law enforcement the "Nazi method." |
Trinity
The following poem was written by a young girl who was addicted to meth and in jail for drug charges. She wrote this poem while in jail. As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound poem. She was released from jail, but true to her story, the drug owned her. They found her dead not long after with the needle still in her arm.
Please keep praying for our Children, Teens, Young adults. Understand, this thing is worse than any of us realize...
I Am Meth
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
Take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
I live all around you—in schools and in town
I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death,
well, it certainly should.
I have many names, but there's one you know best,
I'm sure you've heard of me,
my name is crystal meth.
My power is awesome; try me you'll see,
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go,
But try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,
You do what you have to—just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms
Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your lungs, your nose, your arms.
You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad,
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,
I turn people from God, and separate friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,
I'll be with you always—right by your side.
You'll give up everything—your family, your home,
Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned - this is no game,
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind,
I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed,
The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see,
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart,
That you are mine, and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me, they always do,
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen, many times you were told,
But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away,
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I'll be your master, you will be my slave,
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell,
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.
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My son will be turning 29 next Sunday. I don't expect him to make it to 30. Meth, has taken over his life and destroyed all of us. I try to remember when he was a boy now, when he was inoccent. Its hard, because the last 15 or more years with him have been hell. He tears the house apart and beats on everyone, including his ealderly grandparents who do everything for him. We run him off. He stays away sometimes for months. Even then you can't be at peace because you wait for the day someone tells you he is dead or he killed someone, or the day he shows back up. He is nasty, hungry, usually sick. We clean him up, feed him. He promises he is off the stuff. He usually manages to get a car from us. New clothes, money. He is nice for a week or two, then it all starts again. The secretiveness. The anger. He starts about how we nearly let him starve to death or freeze to death. How we let him go homeless. on and on it goes. You just want him gone. But he really is gone. Because he isn't my son anymore. He is a meth monster. Lee's body is still there but he has been gone so long. I would hate him, but I am so tired. I would miss him but I am so tired. I would beat him but I am so tired. I would look for him but I am so tired. I would feed him, but he probably isn't hungry for food right now. I been so busy cleaning up the last mess he left. I am so tired. I will wait for the call that he is dead. Then maybe I can rest. I Love my Son. Where ever he went. --Gloria
Quotes :
"It is Better To Light A Candle,
Than To Curse The Darkness."
