Illinois Humane Society
The Illinois Humane Society (now the Bright Promises Foundation), founded in 1869 just after the Civil War, has a rich history dedicated to service of disadvantaged animals and children.
As one of the first agencies in the country to deal with abused and neglected children, it was a pioneer in advocating for legislation to address child protection in the workplace and society. Over the years, IHS operated full-scale family service offices in Chicago.
From 1973 to 2007, IHS has acted as a private society that provides seed money to new projects serving disadvantaged children in Illinois, leaving the care of animals to the many animal organizations that have sprung up since the Illinois Humane Society was formed. In 2008, it adjusted its mission to address the most important issues facing disadvantaged children in Illinois, changing its name in 2009 to the Bright Promises Foundation.
Read more about Illinois Humane Society: A Fountain Outside Mary McDowell Settlement House, Headquarters of The Society, 1912, Marking The End of An Era and The Beginning of A New One, 1965, The Illinois Humane Society Today
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