ecently I was thinking about a little boy named Jared who came to live at one of the group homes in Westchester. He was about 5 or 6 years old. We never know the children's back stories, nor their current situations there, except that most of them were orphaned and understandably confused when they first arrive.
In 1990, the issue that catapulted Romania into the headlines in the West, after the rise and fall of Ceausescu, was the country's orphanages. Journalists and foreign health care workers were appalled to discover the condition of babies and children in the many state-run institutions in the country.