In the 1980s, I was a Children’s Protective Services worker based in Benton Harbor. My referral one hot summer day was to investigate possible neglect by the parents of a grade-school girl who had been hospitalized with a head injury after a fall. The girl was home now, so I drove up to the eight-unit…
The Hidden History of Here
There is a story here. In some ways it is a story of each of us and the choices we make or allow to be made for us. Forces we are only dimly aware of will control our lives if we don’t find a way to look at them directly and discover their power. But…