Colin Smith (Tom Courtenay), the cynical young man and leading protagonist in The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner.
The Restorative Justice Project invites community members to
attend the showing of the film, The Loneliness of the Long
Distance Runner. Snacks will be served. The post-film
discussion will explore the many faces of justice while
considering such themes as insider vs. outsider. Discussion
will be facilitated by Ron Staschak, Restorative Justice mentor
and creator of a film series for Maine Coast Reentry Center,
and Dana Rae Warren, a filmmaker and teacher with 20 years
in national television documentary and independent films
Rockport Automotive GIVES BACK to Restorative Justice Project of the Midcoast!
Featured in photo, left to right: RJP friend Bob Jackson, RJP Restorative Services Coordinator, Sarah Mattox and Jan and Eric Campbell of Rockport Automotive
The University of Maine Peace & Reconciliation Studies Program
With the Restorative Practices Collaborative of Maine
Presents Two introductory Fall Trainings for 2014
Introduction to Restorative School Practices
October 17, 2014 -- University of Maine, Orono
December 5, 2014 -- Capital Area Tech Center, Augusta
Facilitators: Barb Blazej, M.Ed. and Margaret Micolichek, MPA
Listen to an interview by L. Jaye Bell on Destination Maine Radio Show, broadcast on June 8, 2012 with Midcoast Community Chorus Director Mimi Bornstein, and Wendy Watson of the Restorative Justice Project.
Buddy’s Story: An Unforgettable Mentoring Experience
By Lincoln County Mentor, Bobsy Dudley Thompson
My most meaningful Restorative Justice mentoring experience involved a pale, thin quiet 18 -year-old prisoner in Two Bridges Jail, Wiscasset, Maine. He was nearing his court hearing and probation date, one of many in his life. I’ll call him “Buddy,” (In my home I call him my beloved jail-bird.) my buddy, as in a swimming buddy. You know, someone you keep track of, you stand by him. You make sure his head is above water, at least most of the time. We met twice in the cold, gray, airless, metallic arraignment room. I listened to his stories—he told them haltingly, inarticulately, incomplete mumblings. Sometimes just a quiet moan or groan. Usually his head was down, his eyes on his feet.