When Hal Porter was 42 years old, he found himself standing at the end of a long dirt driveway, pulling a small wheeled suitcase. Surrounding the driveway were a cluster of tired buildings and a few solitary trees. Beyond that were woods. A sign on one of the buildings in front of him read, “You are no longer alone.”
When Stacy Garciadealba was getting ready to graduate from high school, she traveled from her hometown of Grafton to tour colleges all along the East Coast. She left every visit feeling that “this isn’t for me.” She was the oldest in her family, the first child to go through the college process—“I called myself ‘the trial child,’” she said—and she’d be paying her own way.
When Lyndsay Squier started taking classes at CCV three years ago, she was full of doubt. She’d been told that she would never succeed in school. She was trying to get out of an unhealthy relationship. She wanted to go to college but wasn’t sure she could afford it. Beneath many layers of doubt, she also had a dream of going to law school.
As a seventeen-year-old student at Lamoille Valley Union High School, Morgan Langlois’ dream was to join the Navy. Today, she is an outreach specialist for Vermont Veterans Outreach.