There is nothing I like better than spending time with my grandsons. On a stormy day last June my oldest grandson’s daycare closed early and I got the call to pick him up. We spent the afternoon reading and watching movies together as a rather nasty storm rumbled outside. Times like this are what my fondest memories are made of. Nothing earth-shattering happened that day, but I got to spend time with a child that I love more than life itself.
By the middle of June last year I was fully committed to my letter writing campaign to the President. The following letter was written on a stormy June 13 after my grandson had been safety tucked into his bed for another night of pleasant dreams.
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW
Washington, D.C. 20500
Attn: President Barack Obama
June 13, 2013
Today may have been a relatively uneventful day for most people. For me, it was just another day at the office until I got the call from my daughter asking if I could pick my grandson up from daycare, since they were closing early due to bad weather. That’s when my day took a dramatic turn for the better.
Having the opportunity to spend 2 hours with this precious child made my whole week. As we sat together, listening to the approaching thunderstorm, he snuggled close to me, knowing that whatever the storm brought, Pop Pop would protect him.
Mr. President, the scourge of abortion has denied millions of grandparents the feeling of trust and unconditional love that I feel when I am in the company of my grandson. There is no greater honor for me than to be entrusted with the care of this child, and I would die for him without hesitation if need be.
Mr. President, it’s time that our country got its collective head screwed on straight. We’re allowing Planned Parenthood, as well as others, to kill our unborn children as a matter of convenience, and frankly, as a means of routine contraception for some. This has to stop.
As long as our society allows its unborn children to be killed for a fee and discarded like trash, our country will continue its rapidly increasing decent into moral oblivion. Sir, as I’ve said in previous letters, none of which you have replied to, I believe America was divinely inspired.
Having been divinely inspired, we have a sacred obligation to hold in reverence the sanctity of all human life, especially those of our children.
Mr. President, indulge me tonight as you look into your children’s eyes. Remember all the hugs, tears, skinned knees, and birthday parties. Imagine the void that would be in your life if your 2 beautiful daughters had never been allowed to be born. Imagine the indescribable pain that would have been inflicted upon them had they been aborted, and then tell me that you still believe that abortion should be legal and performed hundreds of thousands of times a year in this country.
Sir, you’re a smart guy. You know that killing our children is wrong. You don’t have to worry about getting reelected. Do the right thing. The world is watching.
cc: Planned Parenthood