The staff knew everyone by name, and cheerfully addressed you with even inconsequential passing in the hallway. Each one, also if you were not directly involved with them, had an idea of what you were working on and would compassionately ask you how things were going or congratulate you on reaching a goal.
I get home and search the basement to find the two tools needed to complete my strategy in undermining the government’s efforts from contaminating my food. I find what I need is in just the places I knew to look. The duct tape sat dutifully in the toolbox. And the six-pack sized Igloo resting alongside it’s larger cooler counterpart.
Although, as the "Journey into America's Mental Health Crisis" is indeed a sad realization, it is not bereft of hope. Rosenburg encourages the reader with information touting successes by advocate interaction in law-making, positive results in new community-based treatments, and court-mandated "wraparound" assisted outpatient treatments. These and other successful programs around the world leave the reader with a positive outlook for the future.