Showing posts with label Veteran's Refuge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Veteran's Refuge. Show all posts

Saturday, January 17, 2015

One Year Anniversary

One Year Anniversary
By Andrew Turner

January 17th, 2014: “After being affected by the suicides of veterans close to us, the three of us, Laura, Jamie and Andrew, joined together and decided to quit saying, "Somebody should do something about this," and start saying, "We've got to do something about this." At a booth in that Panera we laid the foundation for that something. We decided that night that too many lives were at stake and our silence made us complicit. Today we are part of the solution to a national tragedy. Please join us in fighting back and saving the lives of our fellow veterans.”



This is how Veteran’s Refuge Network was born one year ago.  12 months later, it’s difficult to put into words what this journey has meant to the three of us, how it has impacted us individually, and how it has changed the trajectory of our lives.

PFC Brian Smith
SGT Ben Lewis
SGT Zack Potter

These are the names of the veterans we knew who took their own lives, and these three will forever be directly related to the founding of VRN.   

In the last year we’ve been confronted with an issue we knew almost nothing about.  Until it affected us directly, “veteran suicide” wasn’t something we thought about.  But now, not a day goes by when the statistic of “22 a day” isn’t on our minds.  Not a day goes by when the realities of living with PTSD isn’t on our minds.  Not a day goes by when the responsibility we bear to step in and support those struggling isn’t on our minds. 

Last week, we got together with the family of our friend, Sergeant Zack Potter, to honor his memory at the 1-year anniversary of his passing.  Zack is a huge part of why VRN is here today.  His family is a huge part of why VRN is here today.  Surrounded by his family and friends, I had to take a breath and look at how far we’ve come in the last year.  About 20 people representing at least five different veteran support organizations came together in the greenhouse at the Eisenhower Center’s Manchester Campus – a place that was very special to Zack. A few in the group never met Zack, but they knew of him, and we were all impacted in some way by Zack’s life.  Throughout the year we have talked a lot about the ripple effect that veteran suicide has within our community.  Standing in the greenhouse, that ripple effect was crystal clear.  Strangers a year earlier, Zack’s life, and his death, had brought us all together.
           
In a year of tremendous change and growth for us, a few things stand out that I’d like to share:

First, a single comment that stood out to me. I doubt the person who made the comment will remember, but the imagery of it left a profound impact on me and how I see my mission at VRN.  When talking about having a friend struggle and seeing them fight their way through the dark, he said, “I want to be a flashlight in that dark for them.”  In my own experience, and talking with others, it’s common to describe the experience of being in the middle of the struggle as being in that dark place.  It’s a place you know you don’t belong, but can’t find your way out of.  I want to be a flashlight in that dark for them.

Second, the relationships we’ve formed. From the beginning, we knew we were not in a position to provide primary care and service for people battling PTSD when they came to us for help.  For us, it has always been important for them to know we are there for them though, and for us to build strong relationships with other organizations that can provide those services, so when someone reaches out to us, we can trust that the organization we send them to is going to take good care of them.  This is an area we have done well at and are proud of.  Developing personal relationships with people in organizations such as Give an Hour, Stiggy’s Dogs, Michigan Operation Freedom Outdoors, and many others, allows us to know when we refer a veteran to one of these places, they are going to be treated with respect and receive quality care.  Growing these relationships with like-minded people and organizations has been one of the most rewarding parts of the last year, and we have met a lot of amazing people who have become our friends, and had a positive impact on us as individuals and on VRN. 
           
Third, our PTSD awareness project during the month of June. For PTSD Awareness Month, we had an idea to engage our community and bring awareness to the tragedy of 22 veteran suicides every day.  Jamie had the idea to plant 22 crosses every day of the month to represent those veterans lost to suicide.  Our idea half-formed, we went to Home Depot, bought $300 worth of lumber, paint, and screws and cleared out the garage to begin painting and building the crosses.  When we started all the work, we didn’t even have a place to set them up.  After securing a place the day before we planned to start the project, we were unexpectedly forced to move locations three days into the project.  But due to the help and generosity of so many of you, we found a new place and went about the task of placing 22 crosses in the ground every day. 

It was an overwhelming project that we could not have accomplished alone.  Not only did it require more time than we had to give, it was very taxing emotionally and having you there with us gave us strength.  With the help of many of you, we put in nearly 150 man-hours of work on the project by the time it was finished.  The project received interest from media, politicians, friends and family, strangers driving by, and people from all over the area.  On June 30th, we held a community gathering to culminate the project, and joined together to appreciate and honor the lost lives we were representing.  More than 125 people joined us that night in what became a very emotional event.  Together we placed those last 22 crosses into the ground and stood back in awe of the beauty and the horror of 660 White Crosses covering a field close to the size of a football field. 



Throughout the year we’ve had a number of other opportunities to talk to people, groups, and organizations about VRN, PTSD, veteran mental health, and veteran suicide.  We’ve grown our network and become a respected part of the veteran community in our area.  In mid-October we received our non-profit status approval from the IRS, designating us a 501(c)3 charitable organization, and making us too legit to quit.  We’ve also started monthly get-togethers for our supporters, to get to know one another, build a community, and be part of something great. 

But just one short year in, and the work is still only beginning.  We are excited about the direction our organization is heading.  We are excited about the friends and connections we are continuing to make as a result of VRN.  But, we are most excited about helping veterans in need.

In the next year we will continue in our commitment to raise awareness about veteran suicide and PTSD, to eliminate the stigma associated with mental health issues among veterans, and to help veterans access the resources available to get them the help they need.  We are also looking forward to focusing on our long-term vision of funding and building a Veteran’s Refuge Center to provide a variety of therapies for veterans battling PTSD and other mental health issues.

Shortly after Zack took his own life, I told his dad I wish I would have been able to be a refuge for him that night.  He could have stayed on my couch for the night just to get him away from the things that were dragging him down and help him clear his mind.  Of course, as his dad pointed out, Zack’s problems would still have been there the next morning.  His PTSD would still have been very real.  His struggles would not have disappeared.  And while I understood, I also couldn’t help but think about the fresh opportunity that comes with the each new day.  We never know what tomorrow holds, and just maybe the call he was waiting for would come, or that flashlight would click on to help see him through the darkness. 

In truth, Zack fought as long as possible.  He did everything he could to get help and when that help didn’t come, he found peace the only way he could.  This is why I believe the work we have in front of us is so important.  We have a responsibility to all of the others struggling like Zack.  We have a responsibility to reach them, to be a refuge for them, to make sure they don’t slip through the cracks. 
           
Laura, Jamie, and I can’t do it alone.  We couldn’t have made it this far alone.  Much of the good work we are able to do is a credit to all of you who believe in us, encourage us, and sacrifice alongside us because you share our belief that our veterans are worth saving.  It’s not going to be easy; it’s going to take each of us doing our part and being the one to make a difference. But, change will come. 



Thank you for continuing to stand with us, offering your support, and being a flashlight in the dark for those who have given so much. 

Monday, June 2, 2014

660 White Crosses

660 White Crosses
By Jamie Turner

            A few years ago, one of my favorite college professors showed us a documentary called “Paper Clips”, about a group of middle school kids in Tennessee who were learning about the Holocaust and the 6 million lives that were lost during that time. Hearing the number 6 million was one thing, but the students were having difficulty grasping the enormity of that number and wanted to know what it looked like. They embarked on a project where they set out to collect 6 million paper clips in order to visualize just how many people that actually was. As news of their project got out, paper clips began arriving from all over the world. To date, the school has received over 30 million paper clips, numerous mementos from Holocaust survivors and their families, and even an actual German rail car that had been used to transport people to the concentration camps. Years later, this movie periodically comes to my mind, as it did this past week once again.

            Last weekend Veteran’s Refuge had a full schedule of volunteering, manual labor, a 5k race, a business plan to write, a competition to enter, budgets to plan, and more. In the busyness of the weekend, it was easy to simply work through Memorial Day as just a day to get things done; conscious of what it meant, but not really fully grasping the solemnity of the day. As we sat here on the couch, me working on one project, Andrew typing away at another, both of our phones received a text message. What I read changed my day, it changed my week, and it changed my month.
            The message was from the father of our friend Zack, who lost his battle with PTSD this past January. The attached photo showed Zack’s dad with his arm lovingly surrounding a white headstone, and a message that simply said, “One of the bravest most honorable people I've ever known. My hero, my son. I miss you Zboy! Even now, I can’t read it or think of his words without tearing up. This is what Memorial Day is all about. Remembering those we’ve lost in the heat of battle, and those we’ve lost since they’ve come home, after fighting PTSD for years.
            The text and the beautiful words stayed with me the rest of the afternoon. An idea was forming in my brain, but I kept telling myself it was too crazy, and there wasn't enough time to plan it out. I kept thinking of the statistic of 22 veterans who commit suicide each day. 22. How many is 22, really? We easily spend $22 on take-out and don’t even bat an eye. What does 22 look like? I thought of Paper Clips, and what did 6 million look like? And, I thought of June. I’ve been planning out our social media campaign, and have had on my calendar for weeks that June is PTSD awareness month. There’s 30 days in June. There’s 22 veteran suicides a day. What does that look like? What does 660 look like?
            By 5:00pm, I still hadn’t said anything to Andrew. We were driving home from our favorite Mexican restaurant when I finally decided to just test the waters and see what he thought. I began with, “So, I’ve been thinking about something crazyyyyy…” Gotta love my husband, he didn’t even bat an eye. Then, I told him my idea. I said I wanted to show what 22 a day looked like, every day during the month of June. I wasn’t sure how it could be done, or if it could even be accomplished in such a short time frame. Should it be flags? Should it be boots? How could we get it done? My brain was spinning a million miles an hour. Andrew listened to my jumble of thoughts, was immediately on board, and drove the truck straight to Home Depot. One quick phone call to Laura, and she signed on to the crazy train too.

            So, for the past week, Andrew, Laura, and I along with family and friends have been working feverishly to paint, cut, and assemble 660 white crosses for our art project. We’ve called councilmen, city managers, and people who might know a guy, in order to locate a piece of visible property we could use for the month of June. And, starting on Monday, June 2nd, our goal is to display 22 white crosses each day, in order to visually show our country’s loss. We have one week’s worth fully assembled in our basement, ready to go. It’s so many. And it’s only a quarter of how many we actually need. I hate that we need even one.
            As we’re working toward building our Veteran’s Refuge, we’re realizing more and more that it’s not just me, Andrew, and Laura. Veteran’s Refuge is all of us together. One of you might be able to help a veteran who is struggling; just by being there for them, sending a text, or connecting them with someone who can help. We recognize we cannot do it alone; in order to succeed, it’s got to be about building a community of support, a network of all of us together, so if we can’t reach one, someone else will be there who can.

            So, this is our big plan. We invite you to come out and see the crosses each day, at 6400 Textile Rd., in Ypsilanti, Michigan. We plan to invite everyone on June 30th for when we put in the last 22 of the month. Come and see what 660 looks like. One changed me. Three were the catalyst for the forming of Veteran’s Refuge. I guarantee 660 will change your life. This is not about a political statement, it’s not about despair and negativity, and in fact it’s the opposite. It’s about bringing awareness and hope, strength and encouragement. It’s about removing the stigma and showing that losing even one is one too many. On June 30th, we’ll look out on a field of 660 white crosses and know that by doing this, by putting ourselves out there publicly to succeed or fail, we’re making a difference. If we can reach just one, then it’s so worth the risk. 

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Stories Series Episode #1: At War With Myself.

                                                                  
Andrew Turner
25 March, 2014

I came home from Iraq and put my medic aid bag in a closet.  It stayed there, practically untouched for the next eight years.  Last weekend I got it out and opened it up.  Everything was still right where I left it.  Even after all those years I could have grabbed anything I needed without much thought, including the bags of IV fluid that expired back in 2006.  It gave me goosebumps.  I didn't know if I felt good or bad.  I just felt weird.  I messaged my roommate from Iraq and let him know.  He told me he had left his packed until about a year ago.  It was harder to unpack it than he thought it would be, he said.  I don't think I can unpack mine yet.  I just found out how not ready I really am.

Every Friday I sat in an informal “Lesson’s Learned” class at the Battalion Aid Station.  A doctor from the base hospital would come talk about the injuries they were seeing, the latest treatments that were working, and the treatments that weren’t.  He told us once of a medic that reacted just as he was trained, and saved a life that otherwise could easily have been lost.  Eight or nine months into our deployment he asked us to raise our hands if we had treated an American soldier outside the wire.  I looked around the room and everyone, all 15+ medics, had a hand raised.  All except me.

I was the one guy in the group that had managed to escape any real danger or serious incident.  Even though I was the medic out on mission when our unit was hit with the first IED, everyone other than the gunner was fine.  He took a small ball bearing in his upper arm and barely even noticed.  He didn’t require any attention from me that merited us hanging out at the site.  Instead we just got out of the area and let the medics back on base double check him.  He was back on the road a day or two later.  The rest of my time in Iraq was smooth sailing for me, relatively speaking.  My roommate on the other hand treated two soldiers who died as a result of small arms fire.  My section sergeant treated two soldiers that had to be medevac’d out of the country after a suicide car bomb exploded into their convoy.  Every other medic had been on ground for serious injury or death within our battalion.  Any person in their right mind would consider me the lucky one in the group, but  I didn’t feel that way.  Instead, as I realized every other person had a hand raised, I sunk back in my seat, embarrassed, hoping nobody would notice.  I felt like a fraud.

Nearly ten years later it’s hard to shake the feeling I got that day.  It almost makes me sick to think back on it.  I realize what being embarrassed that day means.  It means that for me to validate my part in the war, I needed to be on ground for the death or serious injury of a fellow soldier.  I don’t really have words to express how fucked up that feels in my head.  Did I really just admit that I needed, or worse yet wanted, one of my guys to go down so I could play my medic role and proudly raise my hand with the rest of the medics??  Go ahead and admit a more fucked up thought you’ve ever had.  I’ll wait.

Of course when I think about it rationally, I obviously never wanted anything like that to happen.  But some traitorous part of my brain creeps up now and again and makes me think, “Did you really just think that, you sick fuck?  Is that what it would take to make you feel like a ‘real’ medic, or ‘real’ soldier?”  I really do feel fortunate that all the guys in my platoon came home in one piece.  I feel fortunate that I don’t have to live with the memory of pretending to talk to a soldier I knew was dead, because it would help keep everyone else as calm as possible.  I know friends who carry that burden and I don’t know how they do it.  I know my platoon well, and I know they were glad I was their medic, just as I was glad they were my platoon.  But despite feeling like a fraud for not having done my job, I was scared as shit that one day, I would have to.  I went outside the wire with my guys more than 250 times.  How many times can you expect to be lucky?  More than anything I was scared that sooner or later my luck would run out and I wouldn’t get the job done.  If I was a fraud for not doing my job, how much more would I have been for failing at it?



When I came home I started developing some kind of mental funk.  I didn’t know what it was.  I told people it was vertigo because that’s a word that would make sense to them.  They would understand why I was unable to drive at times because my head was spinning so badly.  They would understand why I needed time off work.  They would understand why I was unable to choose food for my own plate at holiday dinners, because the variety of choices were overwhelming.  And most importantly, they wouldn’t ask too many questions.  But once a year or so, I would be in my “funk” for an entire month. For six weeks. No driving, no working, no eating, no TV or radio on while I laid on the couch all day, head buried in the cushions.  And once a year I would hold on with everything I had until that month passed and I woke up one day, back to normal.  One instance when it was at its worst, I had to drive to Grand Rapids to participate in a memorial service for former First Lady Betty Ford.  For two hours I gripped the wheel, forced myself to focus on the car in front of me, and fought thoughts of just closing my eyes, letting go of the wheel, and…who knows what next.  I didn’t want to kill myself.  But, I didn’t care what happened to me.  I just needed my brain to function right.  I can’t describe the frustration I felt in thinking that my mind was not doing what I knew it was supposed to do.  It wouldn’t allow me to make quick decisions.  It wouldn’t allow me to focus.  It wouldn’t allow me to operate at the level I’m accustomed to.  It was betraying me. 

When I got to Grand Rapids I was told that the ceremony had been delayed and to come back the next day.  The sigh of relief I breathed for having finally made it in the first place was replaced by the realization that, though I was not even sure how I made it as far as I had, now I had to turn around and do it all over again.  I don’t remember much of the drive.  I do remember driving past construction zones I had obviously driven through on the way to GR and thinking, “Where the hell did that come from?  Why don’t I remember driving through that?”



I didn’t go back to Grand Rapids the next day.  Instead I had Jamie take me to the VA Hospital in Ann Arbor.  It was probably the fourth or fifth time I had gone over the years since I returned home, and though I was desperate for an answer, I was pretty sure I would leave disappointed like every other time.  I don’t know what was different that day, but by some stroke of luck or fate, I found somebody who helped me.  Over the course of the next 6 months I worked with “Ashley” to develop a treatment plan to combat my issue that included an "in case of emergency" plan should I feel it happening again. For now, every morning I take a pill.  Every night I take a pill.  After talking with my doctor, I expect I’ll be taking that pill every morning and every night indefinitely.  And my mental health is always at the forefront of my mind and my wife’s mind.  I know what I need to do if I feel myself slipping back into the funk.  My wife worries more about it than I do.  Probably because she’s the one who has had to take care of me for the extended periods of my life that have vanished. 

I’ve maintained my normalcy for nearly two years now.  I feel pretty confident that my month-long sabbaticals from life are a thing of the past.  I still have normal ups and downs, but my wife is hyperaware of them, always concerned that I’m not being completely honest with how I feel during the downs.  I’m more aware too.  Aware of when I’m getting close to that edge and what I need to do to back away from it.  I feel like I have as good of a handle on it as I can expect.  But I also realize that if I’m not careful, I could wake up tomorrow with the prospects of a long painful month, thinking to myself, “Not again…” This is my new normal. This is what we don't really talk about. This is the war with myself. 

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Our Vision for Veteran's Refuge Network

Our Vision
By Andrew Turner
2, March 2014

This past Friday night we met with a small group of people to share with them our vision of Veteran’s Refuge Network.  One of the first comments we heard was, “Ok, so you guys are going really big here.  I wasn’t sure what to expect.”  We are going big.  Bigger than anything any of us have ever attempted before.  Up till now we have focused on short-term goals through our social media campaign (promoting PTSD and veteran suicide awareness, developing a community of veterans and supporters, and helping veterans find available resources) and will continue that focus, but on this night, we unveiled our long-term goal for the first time.  We’ve been asked multiple times what our vision is; we haven’t given a solid answer because we haven’t been able to properly articulate it to this point, and because it has been too raw to share.  Our goal for our Friday night meeting was to get face-to-face with other like-minded, passionate people who care for the well-being of veterans as much as we do, and to collectively build our vision and the plan to make it a reality. 



OUR VISION: To build and maintain Michigan’s first Veteran’s Refuge Center, a quiet place to go to heal from the internal and external scars of war. With a focus on PTSD, the center would offer professional counseling and other various forms of therapy geared toward the total healing of mind, body, and soul.

OUR DREAM: The ideal facility includes a central campus with space for individual and group counseling rooms, large family-style dining facilities, open kitchen with space for healthy eating classes, spacious gathering room, full gym, art studio, plus staff and security offices. The veteran’s residence quarters features private rooms, shared bathroom facilities, recreation room with entertainment equipment, and full kitchen. Surrounding grounds would be spacious enough to accommodate canine and horse therapy, swimming, fishing, hiking, trails for biking, and other additional outdoor recreation.

We have done our research and we don’t believe there is any facility in Michigan that does what we will do.  There are a lot of great resources for veterans throughout the state, but none that will offer the variety of treatments and continuity of care that the Veteran’s Refuge Center will. We believe that by building our unique center, we can partner with existing resources to give veterans the care they deserve; the care that many are currently unable to get.

Sharing pizza around a conference table in a room we were allowed free use of, Laura, Jamie and I shared our vision and asked for feedback.  Rob and Cheryl Stewart asked us the tough questions we had not thought through completely, or had not thought at all.  Tim and Lisa Potter offered enthusiastic support, sharing the purpose and passion that has driven them since their son, and our friend, Zack, took his own life as a result of his battle with PTSD. Deb Hoskins gave us emotional support while writing down notes and ideas as fast as they spilled out of us.  

We discussed the strengths of our plan, the passion we share, the unique vision we have, and the understanding of the great need we have.  We acknowledged our weaknesses and inexperience, and the lack of financial resources.  And most importantly, we talked about the opportunity we have.  The opportunity to save lives.  The opportunity to reach the 120,000+ veterans in the Metro Detroit area alone. And the chance to learn from other organizations across the country that are starting similar veteran centers. They are experiencing success and we will too.

OUR NEED: The need is great, but our passion to serve is greater. Our dream is attainable, but we recognize we can’t do it alone. We believe that by joining with like-minded people who each offer a unique perspective, Veteran’s Refuge will be made all the stronger. We are extremely excited to share our vision with you and we are looking forward to the journey we are embarking on.   We are sincerely grateful for the help and support anyone is willing and able to offer.  This is not about us. We will not be successful if it becomes only about us.  But together we can make a lasting and impactful change on the lives of the veterans who have already given so much. 

Thank you for taking the time to read our vision, and please consider partnering with us in this journey. If you are interested in contributing, the Potter family has generously started a gofundme.com campaign for our cause, the link can be found at http://www.gofundme.com/Zacks-PTSD


-Andrew, Laura, and Jamie

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Resource List

Here is a good list of available resources for active duty service members and veterans in the State of Michigan as well as some Nationwide resources to help veterans in need.  On here you'll find Crisis Hotlines, Suicide Prevention Hotlines, Military Chaplains, Veteran's Centers, Crisis Centers and much much more.

It is by no means a comprehensive list, but if you or someone you know is in need of help there are plenty of people out there willing and able to help.  Please don't be silent. Reach out to one of these organizations or reach out to us directly at:


  • Email: veteransrefugenetwork@gmail.com
  • Facebook: www.facebook.com/veteransrefugenetwork
  • Twitter: @VeteransRefuge




Crisis Hotlines:



Veterans Crisis Line



 National Suicide Prevention Lifeline

                                           VA Caregiver Support





Crisis Centers:


Common Ground
Bloomfield Hills, MI 48302
P: 248-456-8150
F: 248-456-8147
http://commongroundhelps.org/



Dial Help
Houghton, MI 49931
P: 906-482-9077
F: 906-482-2502
http://www.dialhelp.org/



Gryphon Place
Kalamazoo, MI 49008
P: 269-381-1510
F: 269-381-0935
http://www.gryphon.org/



Macomb County Crisis Center
Chesterfield, MI 48051
P: 586-469-5275
F: 586-948-0223
http://www.mccmh.net/



Neighborhood Service Organization
Detroit, MI 48226
P: 313-961-1060
F: 313-961-5120
http://www.nso-mi.org/index.php



Network 180
Grand Rapids, MI 49503
P: 616-336-3765
F: 616-336-2475
http://www.network180.org/en/



Third Level Crisis Intervention Center
Traverse City, MI 49686
P: 231-922-4802

http://www.thirdlevel.org/





Family Resources:

National Military Family Association: http://www.militaryfamily.org/


                                       
Michigan Vet Centers:






Normal working hours are 8:00am to 4:30pm Monday through Friday. In an effort to better serve the veteran and family members, upon request Vet Centers will provide services after normal work hours and/or on weekends

Dearborn Vet Center

19855 Outer Drive, Suite 105 W
Dearborn, MI 48124
P: 313-277-1428 Or 877-927-8387


Detroit Vet Center
4161 Cass Avenue
Detroit, MI 48201
P: 313-576-1514 Or 877-927-8387


Escanaba Vet Center
3500 Ludington Street, Suite # 110
Escanaba, MI 49829
P: 906-233-0244


Grand Rapids Vet Center
2050 Breton Rd SE
Grand Rapids, MI 49546
P: 616-285-5795 Or 877-927-8387


Macomb County Vet Center
42621 Garfield Rd. Suite 105
Clinton Township, MI 48038-5031
P: 586-412-0107 Or 877-927-8387



Pontiac Vet Center
44200 Woodward Avenue, Suite 108
Pontiac, MI 48341
P: 248-874-1015 Or 877-927-8387


Saginaw Vet Center
5360 Hampton Place
Saginaw, MI 48604
P: 989-321-4650 Or 989-321-4650


Traverse City Vet Center
3766 N US 31 South
Traverse City, MI 49684
P: 231-935-0051 Or 877-927-8387



                                  


Michigan Army National Guard Chaplains:






CH (1LT) YOUNGS, Darin
269-694-1001
563-508-4106
Darinyoungs@juno.com 507th EN
Battalion Chaplain
 

CH(CPT) BRENNAN, Andrew
(Ada)
C 616-990-1287
H 616-617-3157
Ahbren98@gmail.com
Andrew.s.brennan.mil@mail.mil
210th MP
Battalion Chaplain



CH (CPT) BROOKS, Rick
(Tecumseh)
(SE Michigan)
H 517-815-1758
C 517-745-2514
W 517 788-4800x3560
richard.lee.brooks1@us.army.mil
richard.brooks@allegiancehealth.org
246 TRNS
Battalion Chaplain



CH (LTC) CHAPIN, Jim
(Farwell)
H 989-544-2101
C 517-285-6846
O 517-481-8325
pjchapin2000@yahoo.com
james.r.chapin2.mil@mail.mil
46th MP CMD Chaplain



CH (CPT) HALL, James
(Kalamazoo, Battle Creek)
H 269-979-8611
C 269-209-5080
james.d.hall182.mil@mail.mil
jimhall48@yahoo.com
3/238th AV
Battalion Chaplain



CH(Ret.) HEAVNER, Herb
(SE Michigan)
C 248-684-9816
revhev@yahoo.com
N/A Retired


CH (COL) HENSEN, Will
(Grand Rapids)
H 616-243-4912
O 616-243-2829
C 616-915-8757
BB 517-256-0205
william.c.hensen.mil@mail.mil
pastor@millbrookCRC.org
JFHQ



CH (CPT) LEPLEY, Paul
(Grand Rapids)
C 989.448.1125
C 517.420.5161
Leple1pa@gmail.com
plepley@voami.org
126 CAV BN
Squadron Chaplain


CH (CPT) LIVINGSTON, Carl
(Out of state,TN)
H 931-362-2530
C 931-249-6448
carl.e.livingston@us.army.mil
carlyo@peoplepc.com
182nd FA
Battalion Chaplain


CC (1LT) JOHNSON, Karl
(Grand Rapids)
H 616-893-7345
Kwj1978@yahoo.com
63rd BDE
(Attached only)



CH (1LT) LAVIGNE, Adam
(Marquette/UP Area)
H 906-282-1813
adam@mqtchurch.com
lavigneap@gmail.com
107th EN BN Battalion
Chaplain



CH(MAJ) MARTINUS, Brian
(Freeland)
C 231-342-6576
H 989-781-0598
BB 517-256-1968
brian.s.martinus.mil@mail.mil
Brian.s.martinus@gmail.com
272 RSG
BDE Chaplain


CH (MAJ) RHODES, Roger
(Marquette/UP Area)
H 906-372-9009
O 906-228-9440
C 906-250-9841
roger.a.rhodes@us.army.mil
Rhodes@chartermi.net
177th MP BDE
Chaplain (Assigned)
46th MP CMD Asst CH



CC (2LT) Chapa, Frank
781-883-9309
chapafrankie@yahoo.com
3/238th AV
(attached only)



CH (CPT) WEBB, Brian
H 810-834-2849
Brian.webb8.mil@mail.mil
146th MMB
 

CH (CPT) Stanley, Brian
O 269-694-6311
H 269-694-9369
Fatherstanley1980@gmail.com 119th FA BN



CH (1LT) Dilley, Jared
248-703-1245
Jared.dilley@wardchurch.org
Jared.dilley@hotmail.com
1225th CSSB
1-125 IN BN

 

                                          

Michigan Army National Guard Resources:


Maria Bouharb
MING Director of Psychological Health Program
National Guard Bureau
517-410-8357


Star Behavioral Health Providers
Use this link to search by location for civilian providers with military sensitivity.
http://starproviders.org/services/states/michigan/resources-pageid-25
(517) 355-7732


Army Community Center
Dr. Mary Edwards Walker
Army Reserve Center
3870 Three Mile Road NW
Grand Rapids, MI 49534
http://www.arfp.org/index.php/programs/army-strongcommunity-enter-ascc
616-735-4050 x 169


Michigan National Guard Family Programs
3423 N. Martin Luther King Blvd.
Lansing, MI 48906
(517) 481-9893


Military One Source 1-800-342-9647


Army One Source 1-877-811-2769


Defense Center of Excellence Outreach Center 1-866-966-1020



Substance Abuse and Mental Health Administration
1- 877-SAMHSA-7 (1-877-726-4727)
1- 800-487-4889 (TDD)
SAMSHA National Helpline
1- 800-662-HELP (1-800-662-4357)
TTY: 800-487-4889


The American Red Cross Military Family Services 1- 877-272-7337


DoD Safe Helpline | Sexual Assault Support for the DoD Community 1-877-995-5247



The National Domestic Violence Helpline 1-800-799-7233




Michigan Resources:          

Michigan Veteran Resource Center    
1-800-MICH-VET or 2-1-1
www.michiganveterans.com          
                   

National Resource Directory:          

National Resource Directory 
Search resources by keyword, city, state, or zip code
"Connecting Wounded Warriors, Service Members, Veterans, Their Families and Caregivers with Those Who Support Them."
https://m.nrd.gov/ 


Nationwide Suicide Prevention Resources:




  
Veterans Crisis Line 
http://www.veteranscrisisline.net/
Dial 1-800-273-8255 and Press 1 to talk to someone now. 
Start a confidential online chat session at www.VeteransCrisisLine.net/chat now. 
Send a text message to 838255 to connect to a VA responder


National Hopeline Network
Toll-free, 24-hour crisis hotline
(800) SUICIDE or (800) 784-2433


Give an Hour: 
www.giveanhour.org
Give an Hour is a National nonprofit that offers free mental health services to military, veterans, and their loved ones regardless of discharge or status. Their services are unlimited and completely free and confidential. To find a provider visit www.giveanhour.org  and click “get help”. Should you experience any difficulty finding a provider, or if there is no provider located in your area please email info@giveanhour.org.


US Army Public Health Command
Comprehensive List of Suicide Prevention Education Resources
http://phc.amedd.army.mil/topics


Army G1 Suicide Prevention Program: www.armyg1.army.mil/hr/suicide 


Suicide Prevention Resource Center: www.sprc.org


American Foundation for Suicide Prevention: www.afsp.org


American Association of Suicidiology: www.suicidology.org/home


Suicide Prevention Coordinators: 

Anastas, Sharon

Iron Mountain, MI 49801
P: 906-774-3300x32770
F: 906-779-3147
sharon.anastas@va.gov


Fabeck, Suzanne

Battle Creek, MI 49037
P: 269-966-5600x35390
F: 269-223-5592
vhabacbattlecreeksuicidepreventionteam@va.gov


Gray, Sharleen

Saginaw, MI 48602
P: 989-497-2500x11778
F: 989-321-4922
Sharleen.Gray@med.va.gov


Griffin, Angela

Detroit, MI 48201P: 313-576-3345
F: 313-576-1091
angela.griffin2@va.gov


Rivette, Michele

Ann Arbor, MI 48105
P: 734-769-7100x55980
F: 734-845-3235
Michele.Rivette@va.gov



Veterans Benefits Administration Office:

Eastern Area Office

P.O. Box 303
Ann Arbor, MI 48105
P: 800-827-1000
CLAIMS INFO:

Detroit VA Regional Office
477 W Michigan, Detroit, MI 48226.

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