Of course, it’s not all plain sailing. There’s the constant stress of never having enough money, volunteers, or time, and there is always so much more to be done. Through becoming involved, I have learned of some truly shocking statistics:
In America, a million children at any one time are in foster care, institutions, or on the streets. Over 1,000 children die every year through abuse or neglect, and an average of 1,690 children are sexually assaulted each week. One in six children lives in poverty. Over half the children who appear at an official hearing, where their whole life is held in the balance, have no lawyer.
I was horrified and deeply upset at this state of affairs. And then I became angry, and wondered what could be done to improve the situation. It seemed an enormous task, but like I tell my own kids, “If you’re not willing to fail, you can’t possibly succeed.” So, I established a new organization called First Star, whose mission is to improve the life outcomes of America’s abused and neglected children. Through research and raising the public’s awareness, our vision is to provide quality and compassionate care for children in every aspect of the system. In this, the richest nation in the world, how can we do anything else?
I still feel the stress and frustration of wanting to do more. Every day, we can look around and see someone who needs a helping hand. Most weekends, I ride my bike from the village down to the beach. It’s about a fifteen-mile trip, and one Sunday I counted forty-one homeless people along the way. Most of them carted their possessions around in a stolen shopping cart, and slept in a large cardboard box.