What is a memorable story you have about Windwood? 

I have so many memorable stories. I remember a boy, K, who was afraid to leave Windwood because he said it was the only place he ever lived where no one hurt him. And a special little guy that was nicknamed “little bit;” he ran up to me when he came to visit once at Christ Our King. He threw his arms around my waist and hugged me as tight as he could.  He said “I missed you Miss Sharon and I missed Christ Our King too! The trust and love that he could show after what he had been through just astounded me.”