Child Protective Services
– An American Evil
By James Donahue
Some years back when
I was active in the 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 job
in a factory, 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 started working together, going door-to-door in the rural area where we lived,
trying to get children to ride our vans to Sunday School. (That was when I unwittingly believe it was a good thing.)
It was a tough job, but
I found that Harvey had a way with children. They liked him
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 pew.
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. We made sure Harvey
and his family were getting by.
One day disaster struck.
It seemed that 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 Harvey spanked.
Harvey admitted spanking
his children from time to time 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
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 the
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 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.
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