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I was there from 1984 to 1988. They used to call me the lifer. I remember that old sweatbox they called their basketball gym before they tore it down and built the one they have today. I had the privilege of playing ball in both. I started in BEKINS then went to WOODLAND which was an off campus house. Then WOODLAND closed down so I ended up in SAUBLE. All the cottages were BEKINS, SAUBLE, NIEMEYER,CLARK and OTO Over The Office As you can see, I'm 53 years old now and I'm doing fine!

I live here and I can tell u if there was a zero star I would do that it has HORRIBLE service’s like they say I want to help u but all they do is make it worse by not letting u do anything at all even if u wanted to do something they would find a excuse like one time I had asked to go to an amusement park they said maybe and then they took everyone else except the person that had asked/me they also switch up ur words if u were to say the word blue they would say red meaning they don’t listen to what u have to say at all ever they are also very disrespectful they do not have any manners whatsoever ever they will not care if u say to not talk to them they will pass ur boundaries and still talk to u and they will bring ur past up without consent they don’t care abt ur feelings they will yell or rase there voice even if ur fully calm LITERALLY I ADVISE U TO NEVER EVER COME HERE EVER IT IS THE WORST PLACE EVER IN THE WORLD…

As one of the San Fernando Valley's oldest sites where education, embracing socialization and enduring youth outreach and community strengthening occur -- Pacific Lodge is a precious beacon of hope and light for young teens. Having worked with both the leadership and staff, as well as met and seen the progress of youths who discover new views of their place "in the sun," Pacific Lodge justifies every stakeholder's investment in clear synergies -- every new day. The world is a better place because of people like the team at this youth center.

I lived at PL 1964-66 I remember Mr. Murphy he was the Assistant Director for many years. He came to Juvenile Hall, tolled me all about P.L. then asked me if wanted to live there. Hell yes I want to go there. I was in Juvie because I kipped running away from CBH, an orphanage in Inglewood, where they where slapping us around every chance they got. It really surprised me that at P.L. the staff were always so nice to us. If we misbehaved they would have us puling weeds some times all day but they never hit us. I was in Clark Cottage. It took me a long time before I felt comfortable enough with my housemother there to even speak to here. I don't think anyone ever knew her real name. We all just called her Mom or rereferred to her as Miss Clark. I don't think that was her real name. I remember Barany he was the Clark Cottage housefather. He had a dog named Mike that he clamed was not his dog. But the dog and everyone else knew otherwise. In those days there was a lot of open spaces around P.L.. And big tall tress lining the drive way and parking lot in front of the office as well as around the cottages. A few years ago I drove up Serrania Street on my way true the 101. Its a shame they cut down all those trees and built a wall around the place. I hope they at least still have a dog at the Boys Home.

Pl put my life on the right path. I. Was 17 when i. Was there am 57 now doing. The. Right. Things in life. Today thank you. P l for being there for me