Alabama Sheriff's Girls Ranch

It's a great place to be raised. I have always been a hard worker because I learned at an early age we had chores inside home as well as hard work outside.

Helping girls be the best they can be.

Great place to sow into the staff is awesome, a great group of people very loving and caring for the girls , can’t think of a better organization to support!

Sure, it’s a great place, as long as you do exactly what you are told, don’t have opinions, and are willing to put up with emotional abuse. In case you’re wondering what I’m going on about, I lived here for about 3-4 months in the Bailey House. I was previously in DHRs care in a foster home and it was time for me to either go to my mom or go to the girls ranch. I figured I’d give the ranch a shot. Hah. Anyways, my guardian at litum had told me all these wonderful things, my main concern was being able to talk to people that I know and trust. She promised I would be able to either by phone or by computer. When I got there, oh no. Phone was given up and I could only make phone calls to my foster family and mother. NOBODY else and that was after I waited the 1-2 adjustment period. So I did try to make friends, but if I’m being honest, most of them were stuck up and snobby. Once I found that out, I decided to stay to myself. After the adjustment period was over and I got to call my mom I tried telling her I wanted to go home. Long story short, you aren’t allowed to say you want to go home and they will do the most to try and keep you there. More than half the girls living on the ranch hated it and wanted to go. In the Bailey house (I can’t talk about the other one because I didn’t stay there) whatever Hillary said, went. And she had a couple favorites. On one occasion she had told me that the reason the girls there didn’t like me was because I was “controlling, manipulative, and looking for attention”. I was not put in foster care, and then into YOUR care to be talked down to or to be emotionally abused. Furthermore, I didn’t really leave my room or talk to anyone enough for them to find out if I was controlling or manipulative. And I wasn’t the only one going through things , but it seemed as though if there was a problem, I was it. When a new girl came and I made a friend with her, Hillary told her about how she thought of me, and when I was going through a rough time and so was my friend for SEPARATE reasons, Hillary told her that she doesn’t need to be my friend because I was depressed and it would affect her mood.nThen there was one more thing significant that I can remember from my stay. I used to self harm in the past and had gotten over it for the most part. The stress from being at that place was much greater than staying with my foster family or even my own family whom I was taken from. I had cut myself again because I relapsed and couldn’t handle it any longer. My friend who I mentioned before was concerned that I would do something more drastic and told the staff there about it. Hillary did not focus on helping me, but rather checked my room twice, and pulled all of my stuff and dumped it on the floor and left it there. The next day Katie came by and told me to put on shorts because she wanted to see my cuts. She didn’t give me bandaids, or anything for the cuts nor did she offer not one kind word to try to make anything better. It was as though I didn’t matter. Overall, don’t send your child to this place. They’d be better off in foster care.

I lived here at the ranch in 1992 with my sister in the Newman home and BPW home and we felt so loved by the house parents it's really a great place for children. I was just wondering if Mom and pop Bowman were still there they were amazing people