The pictures are often similar–tiny faces surrounded by tubes, bruised little faces and bodies.

Shaken babies.
So heartbreaking, so preventable.

In 2007 my father died as the result of head injuries from a helicopter crash. What happened to him was painful, traumatic and deadly. But he knew the risks.

I compare the last stage, the dying stage, of my father’s life to the pictures I see of small children abused to death by caregivers.

No helicopters
No choice
No escape

And no reason on earth why we should look the other way while more than 5 children a day are abused to death in America.

Shame on us.
Do something