Remarkable Women in our community: Victoria Kelly
News 34 will be showcasing four finalists throughout the month, beginning tonight with Victoria Kelly.
After getting out of the military, her service hasn't stopped, as she works with some of the most vulnerable.
Victoria Kelly's knack for serving others didn't stop with the military.
Victoria Kelly Served in Iraq from 2003 to 2005 before leaving the service in 2009.She worked in logistics and as a combat life saver.
Since returning to the states, she's become the chair of the veterans committee for CSEA Region Five and the local 449.
Kelly says, 'I have a soft spot for veterans. And I like to see them get things they deserve, myself included.'
She organizes an annual golf tournament at Belden Hill and just last month, used some of the money that was raised and donated twenty electric razors to veterans in the State Veterans Home in Oxford.
And that's in her free time.
For work, she is a house director at Broome Developmental Center, caring for People with Developmental Disabilities.
Growing up, Kelly watched her mom work a similar job with the state.
Kelly says, 'I grew up with people developmentally disabled living in our home for family care. And it was something that I was comfortable with and I felt like I had a knack for.'
She goes above and beyond by taking her clients to see family members, planning trips, and participating in a polar plunge that raised around $16,000 for the special Olympics last year.
Remarkable Women Nominee Victoria Kelly says, 'Some of the things I like to do for the individuals is like, we plan outings, fun outings. We've gone to Jones Beach in New York City, we've gone to Niagara Falls, Lake Ontario, state fair, Broome County Fair. It's fun to keep them active in the community.'
She works with them to help reach their own goals and get them ready for the workforce.
Kelly says it's the people she works with that keep her coming back.
Kelly says, 'I've been in this field for 18 years, and it's definitely the individuals and to see their growth and change, and their different personalities and getting to know them. It's fun.'
On top of everything she does, Kelly is a wife, and the mother of twin daughters born through IVF.
Kelly says she loves how her schedule keeps her busy and doesn't want to slow down anytime soon.
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