Daily Archives: May 2, 2007

Oh, for the love of Vicente Fernandez! Good times at the Foster Care Month Kickoff at the State Capitol

I spent Tuesday at the California State Capitol in Sacramento with my foster care cronies for the Annual Foster Care Awareness Day event. It’s a great feel good event, although it isn’t very well attended. This was my first year in attendance and the majority of those in attendance worked in the foster care industry, either with state and county Department of Social Services agencies, foster and family agencies or lobbying groups.

Actress Victoria Rowell spoke during her keynote address of her time in foster care. She has recently authored a memoir, The Women Who Raised Me, that explores her childhood and her coming to grips with her heritage. She never knew her father, who was black, while her mother, whose ancestors came to America on the Mayflower.

The din of immigration rights marchers and the loud, ceaseless blaring of Vicente Fernandez and other Mexican songbirds occasionally drowned out our presentations. But all in all it was a good day. We had some local media coverage and helped raise awareness for the more than 78,000 children in California’s overburdened foster care system.

For those who have the means to do so, please consider taking one of these children into your homes. The overwhelmingly majority of the children are adorable, loving children who simply need adults to provide a normal, stable living situation. Visit the Foster Care Month Web site to learn more.

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From Newsweek: The Military: Faith Under Fire

The current issue of Newsweek features a cover story on how military chaplains struggle with keeping faith in God against the backdrop of war.

I only served in the military during peacetime. I lived a pretty charmed life as a journalist, certainly compared to others who spent a significant time of their lives deployed or living in little green tents. When my mother came to visit me while I was stationed at Fort Leonard Wood, Mo. she marveled that there were so many buildings. I guess she was expecting a bunch of tents and foxholes. Continue reading

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