Mountain Vista Farm Anniversary Badge

Celebrating 75 years of caring and hope.

This June 2024 Mountain Vista Farm marks a significant milestone — our 75th Anniversary. For over seven decades, our licensed and certified rehabilitation facility has been a beacon of hope for adults seeking a path to recovery from alcohol and drug addiction.

Celebrate Recovery Journeys

Read the inspiring stories of recovery from those who have shared their journey of healing with us:

Amazing journey here!

Amazing journey here!

Chef B. - Amazing Chef - Always made with love Charde, Earl, Donna, Tami, and the Doctor: Thank...

I love witnessing the miracles that happen here.

I love witnessing the miracles that happen here.

I love witnessing the miracles that happen here. So many miracles, from the smiling faces of the little ones that are full of joy to see the miracles in their loved ones, all the friends and family’s joyful moments to the lightness of the clients as they realize that they can be better.

No program can help a person who has not made a true commitment to a major life change. For my son, MVF offered a life-line that he was able to grasp. He has nothing but praise for the staff and the program, and he made friendships there that will endure.

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MVF has given me back my son, and I will be forever grateful.

For my son, MVF offered a life-line that he was able to grasp. He has nothing but praise for the staff and the program, and he made friendships there that will endure.

My life was out of control for many years until I landed at Mountain Vista Farm in August of 2018, and have been sober ever since. The location is just as beautiful as the staff that helped me to start my recovery journey.

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I have been sober ever since.

The location is just as beautiful as the staff that helped me to start my recovery journey.

I went to MVF when I was 27 yo. It was February of 1989. I was living down in San Diego and hit bottom.

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MVF gave me the start I needed.

I went to MVF when I was 27 yo. It was February of 1989. I was living down in San Diego and hit...