This Thing Called Salisbury Steak (A Rose By Any Other Name, Would Stink Just The Same)

 By Now other people are becoming aware of the situation I am in.  I am still working on either a small 

house or at this point a bridge to live under, like a troll.  I am serious, between the theft here, the sense of 

complacency by employees, poor food, lack of training,  stolen clothes, aged materials, and the high 

 

over turn I am ready to do anything to leave this place. 

 One of worst things other than burnt fake eggs,   is over abundance of Salisbury steak. It is served at least

once a day. As typical Salisbury on or off the bun, 

always drenched with gravy or nicknamed hamburger steak of course  tasting noting like hamburger or 

steak. Potatoes are usually served in mass amounts.    Smashed, instant, fried, or boiled.  And just as bland.     

yy

The second cold shower this week is the last straw.  When

 things as simple as having hot water to bath in is

 a problem then it is seriously time to look elsewhere. I am

not alone, others are begging their families for help too. 

I can gripe all day, but it would not help.

The best thing I can do, is BEG people to help.  I am looking for help building a small cottage home. 

 Nothing fancy.  And just big enough to get me out of here! 

The Skilled Nursing Care was at one point in my life needed, but, I am cleared to go home as soon as I can 

find housing that can suit my needs  I still take physical therapy and for a short time a nurse will check on

me, but other than needing housing I am free to go.

If you can help and willing please consider making a donation.  

Thank you.

Sandra Welch

6698 Wrightsboro Road

Room A 13

Appling, Ga

30802

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