I found myself pregnant at the age of 36. I was single and working. The fellow who was the father arranged for an abortion and he paid for it. The doctor was a general practitioner and he performed the abortion "after hours" in an upstairs room. I was about 6-7 weeks pregnant. He gave me general anesthesia. After it was over, he gave me several pills (antibiotics, I assume). I checked with my gynecologist later to make sure everything was O.K.

About five years later, I married my husband. I was 41 1/2 years old. I never conceived. We tried to adopt, but it didn't work out. I am now 66 years old and childless. I still mourn for my child. You could say I aborted my only child!

My husband and I are active pro-lifers. We picket, write letters, make phone calls, have pro-life stickers on our vehicles, and my husband has "rescued" twice.

I have asked God and my child for forgiveness. So that's my sad story. If one is a caring person, one never forgets.