By Nick Roes

I am just a building.

I must rely upon those who live here, work here, and visit here

to give meaning to my existence.

With you, I can become a tool for growth and development.

Make me a place where all are treated with respect and love.

Make me a place where fear and anger melt into courage and compassion.

Make me the beginning of a new and exciting journey.

I aspire to be more than a neatly arranged pile of cement and furniture.

Make me a place where hope comes alive.