FROM NEW ORLEANS TO CANTON:
MY COLLEGIATE EXPERIENCE WITH HABITAT
In December of 2008, I crammed into a van with a group of students and faculty, and drove down to New Orleans, Louisiana. I had just finished my first semester at Walsh University and I decided that instead of going right home for Winter Break, I would go on a campus-sponsored mission trip. The trip was sponsored jointly by the Youngstown Diocese and New Orleans Area Habitat for Humanity. About twenty hours later, four van loads of noisy students and tired faculty pulled up to Camp Hope.
We spent about a week in New Orleans, working in the Lower Ninth Ward and surrounding areas. I did everything from roof work, to landscaping, to painting. One of our days was spent in Musicians Village – a building project that was designed to provide housing to local musicians to keep the musical heritage of the city intact.
The trip stopped being about building with my friends and seeing a new city when I got to meet Habitat homeowners. I remember three of the families – each one with their own story, but all with a profound love for their homes and the people who helped rebuild them. First there was a woman in the Lower Ninth Ward whose duplex was under renovation. Her side of the home had been completed, but we worked on stripping the waterlogged wood from the ceiling of the other side. Once remodeling was finished on the other side, her mother was going to move in. She spoke about how even though she was thankful she had her home back, she wanted neighbors again.

Here I am working on a house in Musician's Village.
It was shocking to look into the window frame of the house beside her and see the five-foot-high water marks on the walls from Katrina that were three years old. The work still left to do haunted me, but I realized that every person, every day, was aiding in the effort to rebuild this soulful city.
I remember meeting the proud owners of a rebuilt “shotgun” style house. The “shotgun” design is a historic feature of New Orleans architecture. The husband and wife took us around their property and explained the volunteers they worked with, their experience during the hurricane, and how they started to rebuild their lives with their rebuilt house.
And then there was this unflinching spirit of a woman who had the whole group over to her home for dinner. It was a Monday, so of course we ate red beans and rice, and she told us that we were guests of the first party she had in her new home. She told us about living in a FEMA trailer, the death of her husband, and the near impossible task of getting medication for her severely diabetic daughter during a natural disaster.
The more I think about this trip, the more memories come surging back. New Orleans is a city that, to me, seems to embrace the spirit of Habitat: hope, love, resiliency, and strength. The people I met revitalized me. By the time I left I had developed a profound love for the city and a deep connection with the mission of Habitat for Humanity.
Let’s fast forward to June 2011, shall we?
I found out about the opportunity to intern with Habitat for Humanity of Greater Stark and Carroll Counties through Walsh University. The minute I read the email I pulled up my resume and emailed the contact for the position. Two months later, I sit at my desk working on my final project: this blog. Throughout my internship I have conducted interviews of homeowners and volunteers, traveled to construction sites, written blogs, and so much more. I have met many wonderful people who are committed to making God’s work their work.

Here I am with Ryan and Anna (left) building at a Habitat site in Columbus this summer. Anna biked across the United States this summer with Bike & Build, raising awareness about the issue of affordable housing.
Witnessing the dimensions of this organization, from applicant to homeowner, from Executive Director to first-time volunteer, has been a profound experience. I cannot say enough about the necessity of Habitat for Humanity and the urgency of its mission. One does not have to visit the site of a natural disaster to encounter sub-standard and unsafe housing. A decent home is so much more than a space to occupy – it is the epicenter of family life, the building block of community, and for Habitat homeowners, it is a manifestation of hope and love. I had one homeowner tell me, ”Besides my boys, my home is the most precious thing in my life.”
When I look back at my four years of college I believe that I will see the recurring presence of Habitat for Humanity. It was that trip in 2008 that set me on my course at Walsh University. In New Orleans I met people who became friends, mentors, and even one who persuaded me to join the choir. Three years later, fresh off a two-week choir tour in Rome, Italy, I began my internship at Habitat for Humanity. What that service trip gave me was a direction for my collegiate career, and this internship has oriented me for my professional life. Upon graduation in May 2012, I plan to pursue an MBA in Non-Profit Adminstration so that I can dedicate my life to improving the lives of others.
I want to build a life where I can help people live and grow into all that God intended.
What will you build?