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June 28, 2009

Murdering doctors will not stop the evil of abortion. Rationalizing abortion and making money from abortions will keep it going.

On TV, the manager of an abortion clinic stated proudly that one does not do this as a job; it is a "calling." However, those who think their "calling" to kill unborn children comes from above have a GPS unit that's off 180 degrees.

After Dr. Tiller's murder, his family announced that they were closing down the "family business," referring to their clinic. In the film, "The Godfather," when explaining a proposed killing, the speaker says something like, "It's nothing personal, it's just business."

So what might be done to avoid abortion? If the woman's life is not in danger, she may nonetheless be terrified or simply not want the pregnancy. In any case, she requires full support from family and community to help her through the pregnancy.

In a recent letter, someone implied that abortion is OK if the child would be unwanted. Unwanted by whom? Unwanted by the Giver of Life? Unwanted by a woman who would love a baby but for some reason can't have her own?

Science shows that an unborn child is human from the moment of conception. Picking an arbitrary point (number of weeks or birth) to declare a developing baby a human being is an excuse in semantics, not science.

As for you, little unborn child, don't fret over your late-term dismemberment and death. After all, it's someone's "calling" and it's not personal, it's just "business."

Patrick C. Boyden

Twin Lakes




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    Posted by AMT June 28, 2009
Yes, yet another good letter from the pro-life majority.

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    Posted by Nanny_Society June 28, 2009
Good letter!

The Silent Voice

A mighty army, 50 million strong,
To save a nation, but for wrong,
And the ease for which we long,
They are no more.

Lies for cries, we know our right,
And fill our lives with each delight;
Womb-bound children yearn for the light,
But death are given.

Frantic flames seek to efface
and turn to ash each new disgrace
and keep from sight the ghastly trace
of aborted joy.

As our strength begins to fade,
Our years move from light to shade,
The awful toll we can not evade,
God's work undone.

When we near the setting sun
And our course is almost run
We'll be alone in what we've done,
No one to care.

Then the silent voice will be heard,
Tongues long stilled pronounce each word,
"As we were dying, you deferred.
We cannot save you."

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