THE FUNNY FARM
For a decade, we ran a place called the Funny Farm. It wasn’t a business. It was a farm where kids who didn’t fit the traditional box could come and just be. No expectations. No pressure to perform. Just space to breathe.
Some of these kids struggled in school. Some came from difficult circumstances. What they all shared was this: they didn’t feel seen. They didn’t feel like anyone was paying attention to who they actually were.
At the farm, something changed. Animals have a way of showing you who you really are—without judgment, without labels. Over ten years, we watched that place nurture something in kids that schools and programs couldn’t touch. Not because of intervention. Because they felt like someone cared enough to just let them be.
One boy named Nick came almost daily for 3 years. He would sit. He would work. He would heal. He spent 3 months transplanting a tree we were going to cut down. Eight years later, Nick's tree is thriving. Eight years later, Nick—now grown with a family of his own—came back. That meant everything to us.