Finding Family and Community Through Youth Action Hub

My name is Jay Perry; I’m 25 years old and I have lived in Hartford almost my whole life. I grew up in the DCF (Department of Children and Families) system. I was abandoned by my parents when I was only two months old because I was really sick, and I was placed in a foster home. Throughout my childhood and teens, I was placed in foster homes and then moved to new ones because a lot of the foster homes were short-term and because I still had some medical problems and required special care. I liked some of my foster families, but sometimes it was harder for me to adjust, because it was a new environment, new people, new everything.

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“It’s Not the End of the World; It Will Get Better.”

I’ve always been a joyful person, even when things hit rock bottom. I’ve always tried to see the silver lining of situations no matter what was happening. We were living in these beautiful apartments in New Britain. We were one of the first ones to move in. They were called the “projects” but they didn’t look like any projects; they looked like condos. They were just beautiful. Then in July 2014, my mother lost her job.

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Walking A Mile in Our Shoes: A Perspective on Youth Homelessness

“Over the past year and a half, I have been working as a youth researcher with the Youth Action Hub (YAH).  YAH is a center of research and advocacy guided by Dr. Heather Mosher at the Institute for Community Research.  Our most recent study focused on understanding and improving young people’s access to information and housing-related services in Connecticut.”

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The Hub is Melville Charitable Trust’s Featured Grantee!

These researchers are helping Connecticut end youth homelessness

fullsizerender“In June of 2016, the Youth Action Hub held a meeting with key stakeholders across Connecticut to share their research findings. Artemis stood at the front of the conference room, leading a presentation on how youth experiencing homelessness in Connecticut find information and resources to get help. The audience, which included the Commissioner for the Connecticut Department of Housing, listened intently and took notes.

But for Artemis, a researcher with the Youth Action Hub, this work is anything but academic. Two years ago she was homeless herself, bouncing from couch to couch, and eventually in the dead of winter, sleeping in her car.

Artemis was one of the roughly 3,000 young people in Connecticut who don’t have a safe and stable place to call home. As a queer-identified youth, her experiences mirror those of 40% of youth experiencing homelessness. And like her peers, she is resilient. With housing and services, she was able to go to school and work to support herself.”

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Giving Back to my Community Through the Youth Action Hub

Angel Cotto

“As a youth living in Hartford, I have always had to deal with many hardships. Raised by a single mother, our family struggled a lot, and as the oldest sibling, I’ve had to work harder than most people my age just to help my family to get through each day, working part-time jobs after school or on weekends. My mom is really committed to making sure we get an education, so she makes sure I also work hard in school, and I was just accepted to college. It was hard, because we moved a lot when we struggled to pay rent, and my siblings and I would sometimes have to stay with relatives or friends. But there were always people in my community going through similar problems or worse. Because of this, I’ve always felt a need to help others, to better my community and to give back. It has always given me joy to help people in need, and in Hartford there’s no lack of people who could use a helping hand.”

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Perspective and Camaraderie at the Youth Action Hub

Artemis FontaineClick here to read the blog written about the Youth Action Hub by Artemis Fontaine, Hub researcher.

“I was once homeless. Eighteen years old in the dead of winter, all my belongings in my car – everything I needed daily in the front seat, all my clothes in the backseat, everything else I needed in the trunk, and the rest of it in a box in my mom’s closet. Needless to say, it was hard. Holy heck, it was hard. I met a lot of people in a similar situation while I was floating around from house to house struggling to get enough to eat, constantly looking for work I could hold down while trying to keep it secret that everything I held truly dear lived in my glove compartment. And with those people who knew my secret, the ones who were struggling like I was, I realized some of the most powerful camaraderie was borne of our shared struggles.”