Cottages #1-4 are all identical. They wrap around a central courtyard on three sides, with several doors opening into that courtyard. There are also doors around the outside of the building, and architectural features such as a large flower box. #1 is overgrown with vines in some places, and it has a sign identifying it as Diamond Springs Station. Apparently it was also known as Friday Station at one point.
I was at the Carson City children’s home from 1973-1975. I was the vicitm of quite alot of abuse in my home so the juvenile authorities placed me at the children’s home to live. I was a big troublemaker there, always running away and stealing to get money and food. Most of the time in those days I got beat up by the older kids. I have found that most of us that have had troubled childhoods, like most of the kids at the home had, end up being the most effective ministers once God gets ahold of us. -James Hartline
I was in Cottage 1 with Mom and Dad Head starting in November of 75, and ending my “stay” in June of 78 with Dad and Mom Bradford. I found out later that he went to prison for molesting the girls in cottage 5 I think it was. I remember visiting after I had left the Bradford’s at Cottage 5 (or was it 6), and remember noticing then one of the girls sitting on his lap. I thought even then, “this ain’t right.” I had dinner with them, never had a problem with the Bradford’s. The Heads were a little more strict, but as an adult with 4 children myself, I appreciated more what they did, and a lot of the fun times I had there. I remember feeling a lot of shame, and didn’t “feel normal” when I went to the local junior high in Carson, but like I said, overall it was kind of a trip. –Jeff Conway
I worked in the Friday Station from 1997-2001. At the time Friday station was the 2nd cottage from the corner of 5th and Roop. Friday station was the Fiscal cottage for the division of child and family services. My office had one of the bigger bedrooms with a large window. We had nice grass and rose bushes, lilacs, and the large cotton wood trees. Once we found an old year book from Carson high in the closet that happened to be from my senior year 1984. We all wanted it. Not sure who got to keep it. The other cottages had names too at the time. The eligibility workers were in the first cottages and our director and senior staff was on the furthest cottage by the old girls and boys club. We used the old barn for storage. -Cindy Macall
Those months I spent there were some of the best I had in my youth. I ate every day, several times if I wanted to. I went to school every day, and even though I said I hated school, it was nice to almost fit in for once. I also had adults that I had to answer to for the first time that I could remember; Mom and Dad Moore Monday through Friday, and Mom Barbara on the weekends, with semi regular visits from my probation officer Mary Joe Ferrara. It was a structured environment, something I had supposedly been rebelling against through my teen years. But I loved it. It was what “normal” children had in their everyday lives, and it felt good to pretend for a while. -Misty VanHavel
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