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October 30, 2002
Baby Stealer
Baby Stealer
Want to know why I'm proud to be called "baby stealer," a heartless bitch that rips crying babies from their mothers' arms so I can place them into foster care? Here's why:DHS initiated contact with Greenfield's children in 1993 after a telephone report that two children were alone and unsupervised. At Greenfield's home, the DHS worker found a nine-year-old girl and her eleven-year-old brother. They told the worker that their mother had left early and that they did not know when she would be back. The worker observed huge holes in the living room and bathroomfloors, spoiled and rotting food, dirty dishes, trash and feces on the floors, clothes piled high around and on the girl's bed, no running water except for the bathtub, a full and unflushed toilet, a dog with mange, unsafe indoor stairs, holes leading outside and an open window with a screen barely attached in the boy's room, weak and caving sections of the roof, and a ceiling light with bare wires. The worker learned that Greenfield's five-year-old son, who was at a learning center in Ozark, was unable to talk; a sixteen-year-old daughter was "running" and could not be located.
Res ipsa loquitur.
(This wasn't one of my cases, but I've had similar ones. Way too many. Happily, in this case, the termination of the mother's parental rights was upheld, children stayed safely in foster care.)
Posted by Rita at October 30, 2002 04:15 PM