Child Protective Services – An American Evil
By James Donahue
Some years back when I was active in church, I met Harvey, an alcoholic who was
staying sober and trying hard to make a life for himself.
Harvey was a big man of relatively low intelligence who had a special quality.
He loved children. And I don’t mean he loved them in an unnatural way. He really liked children. He met and married
a widow with ten children, took a factory job and tried in the best way he could to support and raise those children even
though they were not his own.
I got involved with Harvey when our church decided it wanted to activate
a bus ministry. After a donation of two extended vans, there was a need for drivers. We both volunteered and began working
together, going door-to-door in the rural area where we lived, getting children to ride our vans to Sunday School. (That was
when I unwittingly believe it was a good thing to be doing.)
It was a tough job, but I found that Harvey had a special way with children. They
liked him. I think that was because they sensed that he liked them. He brought them in by the van-load, and helped me fill
my van as well.
Not only did Harvey bring a van filled with children to church every Sunday, he
also brought his wife and ten children. They sat with him, like stair steps, from teens to toddlers, filling almost an entire
Naturally with a financial burden like that on his hands and a menial paying job,
Harvey needed help. The church members pitched in to help. We found him a large old house to rent that needed work but was
livable. And there were constant donations of food and clothing. Folks in that church made sure Harvey and his family
were getting by.
One day disaster struck. One of the children came to school with a bruise on his
buttocks and it was noticed by a gym teacher in the school locker room. The teacher reported it to authorities and Child Protective
Services got involved. It seems that Harvey spanked.
Harvey admitted spanking his children because he said they were running like wild
weeds at the time he took on this family. The older girls were turning into prostitutes, the boys were stealing, drugs were
involved, and Harvey had his hands full trying to get them under control. He resorted to capital punishment from time-to-time
and freely admitted it.
That was all it took. There was a hearing before a Juvenile Court Judge. I found
out about it when Harvey asked me to go to court with him and testify as a character witness. I showed up, but the court didn’t
want to hear what I had to say.
That court took those children away from Harvey and his wife and farmed them off
to foster homes all over the area. After that, the children went wild. As a local news reporter on the police beat, I can
testify that their names began to appear frequently on police blotters. It was all downhill from there.
Child Protective Services destroyed something that might have worked had they
stayed out of Harvey's life and the life of the family he was trying hard to fix.
The last I saw Harvey, he quit going to church, left his wife, and was back on
That was my first experience with Child Protective Services. I thought at the
time it was an isolated case and that perhaps something went on in Harvey’s home that we didn’t know about and
authorities were not revealing.
What I did not know was that I was going to hear a lot more about this evil agency
before I retired from work as a news reporter.