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December 4, 2013

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Letter to President Obama #72

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

December 4, 2013

Mr. President:

I’ve had a rough couple days at work so far this week.  In my line of work, this time of year can be very stressful.  Not for me though.  I gave up on stress years ago.  As long as I have life and freedom I can make my situation better and deal with the curveballs that life will inevitably toss my way.  Unfortunately, the world’s unborn children don’t enjoy the same luxury.  They live or die based solely on the wishes of their mother and the whims of progressive activists.  Mr. President, I’m convinced that the only thing standing between our unborn children and the unbridled slaughter of them are men and women of good will and the pro-life movement.

Modern society and pro-abortion leaders like you have done your best to condition the dumb masses to accept abortion as a safe procedure that makes an inconvenient set of circumstances just go away.  You conveniently leave out the fact that a human being is killed every time an abortion is performed and that over a million American children are killed every year by the abortion industry.  Mr. President, your insidious quest to make abortion more accessible has resulted in the American taxpayers being forced to fund abortions through the unmitigated disaster you proudly refer to as ObamaCare.

Just like I gave up on stress, I refuse to give up on the fight for every unborn child’s life.  Each and every one of them was granted the gift of life for reasons I can’t explain and were granted that gift by the One I do not question.  With Christmas just around the corner, I have no interest or desire for worldly gifts.  The only gift I desire is that every unborn child be allowed to be born.  Mr. President, if a child misses out on the gift of life, nothing else really matters does it?  This is the season of giving.  It’s also the season of receiving.  From the One who grants the gift of life, who are we to refuse to accept it?

Mr. President, with the New Year coming up it’s also time for everyone to make their New Year’s resolutions.  I’m sure yours is to get that freaking website up and running and to hope for something to happen that will take the attention off your colossal healthcare disaster.  I’ve already made my resolution too.  I plan to pester the hell out of you, Planned Parenthood, and the rest of the pro-abortion crowd until you all see the error of your ways.  Happy Holidays!

As always, my letters to you are published on my pro-life blog at www.prolifepoppop.com.  Write back and I’ll publish it, unedited.

cc:  Planned Parenthood

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December 3, 2013

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Letter to President Obama #71

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

December 3, 2013

Mr. President:

Last Tuesday in his “Evangelii Gaudium” Pope Francis stated with absolute clarity that the Catholic Church will not change its teachings on abortion.  The Progressive whims of liberalism will never shake the eternal truth that every life is priceless and deserving of all the protections afforded to every other life.  But, not even the Pope can persuade America’s left-wing pro-abortion crowd to back it down.

Up next in both houses of Congress comes the Women’s Health Protection Act of 2013; the pro-abortion crowd’s latest attempt to dehumanize unborn children by portraying abortion as a women’s health issue.  Anyone with even half a brain knows that killing an unborn child has nothing to do with women’s health and everything to do with promoting a liberal agenda where actions have no consequences and personal responsibility is an unnecessary inconvenience.

I will say that the Women’s Health Protection Act of 2013 is a ballsy, in your face piece of legislation.  It makes no bones about the fact that its sole purpose is to prevent States from passing TRAP (Targeted Regulation of Abortion Providers) laws.  They even use their ‘go to’ phrase that their goal is to keep abortion safe and legal.  They want to keep the killing of an innocent human being ‘safe and legal.’  The hypocrisy is palpable.

I see the Women’s Health Protection Act of 2013 as a move of desperation on the part of your administration and the pro-abortion wing of your party.  While you’ve been busy destroying our economy and promoting one of the greatest disasters in the history of America, ObamaCare, pro-life States have been passing legislation that restricts the killing of our unborn children.  In order to achieve the Socialist Utopia you and your followers dream of, kids have to die.  In order to satisfy Planned Parenthood’s business plan of killing hundreds of thousands of babies every year, a federal statute needs to be in place to give the Courts cover when they void the State statutes.

Mr. President, the insidiously corrupt nature of your administration is truly mind-numbing.  You apologize to the world for the success of America, while destroying our economy, while taking over our health care, while stating “God bless Planned Parenthood”, while covering up the IRS, NSA, Fast & Furious, Benghazi, and Solyndra scandals, while allowing Iran to move closer to nuclear weapons, and while throwing our friends in Israel under the bus.  It appears that being an enemy of the country you swore to defend can keep an abject failure of a President quite busy.

Christmas is coming up and I’m sure I’m not on your Christmas card list.  That’s OK; you’re not on mine either.  Here’s a novel idea.  Declare December an abortion-free month in America and allow over 100,000 doomed babies to enjoy the gift of life.

As always, my letters to you are published on my pro-life blog at www.prolifepoppop.com.  Write back and I’ll publish it, unedited.

cc:  Planned Parenthood

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December 2, 2013

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My Grandson’s Journey Parts 7 & 8

My Grandchild’s Journey:

A little over 3 years ago, upon learning of the impending birth of my first grandchild, I decided to document my thoughts so I could share them someday with what I didn’t know at the time would be my first of 2 grandsons.  I ended up writing 8 short pieces over several months and then got busy on other projects and discontinued my journal.  Over the next few days I’ll publish these raw drafts as a tribute to my first grandson and his little brother who is now closing in on his fourth month among us. Since they were short entries, I’ll be posting them 2 at a time.

My Grandson’s Journey: Part 7

Friday nights are usually the time that we all unwind from a hard week at work, maybe have a couple adult beverages, and do the things we normally don’t have time to do during the week.  Friday night this week was an evening alone with my grandson and I loved it.

He’ll be 8 months old next week and is rapidly developing his unique personality while gradually tweaking his crawling skills.

While friends and family enjoyed a night out, I had an even better time rolling on the floor with pop pop’s little buddy and bonding with my youngest best friend.  Bath time was especially fun as he splashed and played, squealing in delight as he discovered the sounds he could get from his rubber ducky by squeezing it.

As with most babies my grandson’s age, after his bath his energy level begins to tail off rapidly; then I get to rock him to sleep.

I think one of the greatest pleasures and privileges of my life is to be trusted to care for this little boy and to listen to him breath as I rock him to sleep.

Watching him sleep strengthens my resolve to be an advocate for the sanctity of human life and the pro-life movement.

Millions of parents and grandparents will never know the simple pleasure of rocking a child to sleep because they made the choice to terminate a pregnancy, ending forever the limitless potential of another human life.

We are better than this as a society and we must do better.  Think about it the next time you see a happy baby and remember the millions who never got the chance.

My Grandson’s Journey: Part 8

Today, as I reflect on the future of the world that my grandson was born into just over 8 months ago, I’m concerned.

The America that we live in has become an entitlement society.  Everyone seems to have their hand out, expecting everything they desire to be given to them with no effort required on their part.

I plan to play a part in teaching the values of personal responsibility and self reliance to my grandson so he can be a giver; not a taker.  I want him to know that he should strive to make the world a better place when he leaves than it was when he arrived.

I have no idea what the future holds but I pledge to do everything in my power to prepare him for whatever may come.

As his journey unfolds, I look forward to being there for him and to share in his triumphs and to console him during the inevitable defeats.

I hope that someday when he reads this he will remember that Pop-Pop always had his back and was always there for him.

I know he will do well and will make his family proud.

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My Grandchild’s Journey Parts 5 & 6

My Grandchild’s Journey:

A little over 3 years ago, upon learning of the impending birth of my first grandchild, I decided to document my thoughts so I could share them someday with what I didn’t know at the time would be my first of 2 grandsons.  I ended up writing 8 short pieces over several months and then got busy on other projects and discontinued my journal.  Over the next few days I’ll publish these raw drafts as a tribute to my first grandson and his little brother who is now closing in on his fourth month among us. Since they were short entries, I’ll be posting them 2 at a time.

My Grandchild’s Journey: Part 5

At 22 weeks, my grandson has more than doubled his size in a little over a month.  In another 2 weeks he’ll enter his third trimester, beginning his rapid acceleration in development towards his debut with the world on or about March 19, 2011.

As his nervous system develops, his sense of touch and taste are being readied for the countless sensations that await him in the new world he is about to enter.

He is now about the size of a cabbage and is already beginning to recognize the sound of his mother’s voice.

While our grandson develops under the perfectly synchronized and watchful eye of Mother Nature, my wife and I are discussing how we want to be addressed by our first grandchild.  Will he use the traditional mom- mom and pop- pop or something else?  I say leave it up to him, and of course, his soon-to-be grandmother has other ideas.

Whatever he decides to call me, I look forward to helping him avoid making some of the mistakes I have made, while knowing he will encounter the inevitable ups and downs we all face in life.  I want him to know that I’ll be there for him to keep his head screwed on straight during the high times and to provide consolation and comfort during his low times.

My grandson will be coming into the world during a very dangerous and difficult time.  Our political leaders have mortgaged his future for nothing other than securing their re-election and appeasing special interest groups.  Fanatical terrorists are targeting my grandson’s homeland in the name of a perverted interpretation of their religion, with a mission to kill Americans for no other reason than we are who we are.

My grandson’s generation has a lot of work to do to clean up the mess he is being born into.  I know that he will be up to the challenge.

My Grandson’s Journey: Part 6  (written 9/11/11)

It’s been awhile since my last post and a lot has happened.  My grandson was born exactly one month early and is now nearly 7 months old.  He is healthy and happy and a joy to be around.

As a grandparent I treasure every moment I am with him and enjoy his company as much or more than the time I spend with others who think their communication skills are more evolved than his.  I question their assertion on this point at times but hold my tongue.

As I reflect today on the horrible events that occurred 10 years ago on 9/11, I realize how fragile life is and how precious the time that I spend with my grandson is.  Tomorrow is not guaranteed and I am committed to doing everything in my power and to give everything I have, including my life, if need be, to insure a safe and happy life for my grandson.

I never imagined how special being a grandparent would be until I was able to hold this little boy in my arms as he slept, to comfort him when he was startled by a noise, or to hold him as he drinks his bottle and falls asleep, his stomach full, and knowing that he feels loved and safe in my arms.

Its grandparents’ day next Wednesday at his daycare center.  I can’t wait!