Spent nearly the majority of my teen years in foster care. Took them several years to get me there. Only when it became apparent that my mother's husband might kill me did an investigator make a home visit. There I was on a cold November afternoon sitting on the porch after school waiting for someone to let me into the house. We spoke for some time before she invited me into her car to warm up. My mother arrived more than an hour later. I've been there, done that and have no desire for other kids to experience the same. The child welfare system needs improved. I've said that before and every time a kid ends up dead, I will repeat that.