Cottage #7 was the same layout as Cottage #6. It is right on the corner of Roop and Fifth and was the last cottage built. It was later known as Buckland Station.
I was there in the early 70’s, I lived with the Morrells and Mom Miller, big woman she was, but had a loving personality. My stay was a wonderful experience. Frank and Grace Morrell were good people, except when I got in trouble, then of course that old style phone book would come out and the door would shut and I knew I was going to get it. –Maria Solorio
Christmas of that year is a memory that I will always hold dear. My favorite memory of the jolly season is of the night we wrapped our own Christmas gifts. The Moores had everything they had purchased for us in plain white boxes. They brought out one pile at a time and set them on the floor, each pile belonged to one girl. We would wrap them and the Moore’s would take them away to label them and bring out a new stack. We had been told to make a list of the gifts we would like to find under the tree. I asked for a peach sweater and Elton John’s “Live in Australia with the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra.” I remember wondering if what I was wrapping was one of those things. Turns out I wrapped my own sweater, but the Cassette was given to me by a woman who found it on a wish tree in a bank down the street. She had tucked a note inside that said I had wonderful taste in music for a fifteen year old. She said, “You must be something very special.” I could not remember ever having a stranger say that to me. I wanted to find her and thank her, but I was too afraid. -Misty VanHavel
I lived at NNCH from summer ’76 to January ’79. (I was 13 when I first moved there) I had an entirely positive experience while I was there. I had the Morrells and Mrs. Miller. I think that was cottage 7. They were all awesome. I am sorry to hear about the negative memories some have but, as for me, it was the first time in my life that I knew where my next meal was coming from, where I was sleeping each night. The first time I felt like part of a family. Good or bad, it was the only family I ever knew until I had children of my own. -Cheryl Hansen
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