Priorities #3

As I worked in my office last Saturday, knowing that pressing matters would require me to work all day Sunday as well, I wondered if it was all worth it.  The material world is becoming less important to me by the day.  My thoughts are consumed by the pain and suffering our unborn children endure on a daily basis.  I acknowledge the commitments I have made to the company that compensates me quite well, while I’m drawn to work full time to end abortion and protect the world’s children.

At times I feel trapped by the societal norms where you go to work every day, pay your mortgage, save for retirement, and, above all else, don’t make waves.  I want to make waves.  I want to leave the world better than it was before I got here.  I want to make those who accept the murder of over 1 million unborn American children every year uncomfortable in their complacency.  I’m convinced that most of society, living comfortably in their ignorance, and totally unaware of the magnitude of the slaughter that goes on every day in America’s abortion mills, would speak out and move to end the killing if they only knew.

Many things in life are more important than a steady paycheck and a big house.  I would give it all up tomorrow if it would save just one child.  Working to change minds and save lives is what I want to do.   I yearn for a world that no longer allows its unborn children to be killed as a matter of convenience, and I want to play a part in the transformation.  In honor of my 2 beloved grandsons, I pledge to be a thorn in the side of Planned Parenthood and all those who support their mission.   I will keep up the fight until we stop allowing our children to be killed or until I no longer can fight.

As we age and begin to gain wisdom, our priorities change.  We begin to think about our legacy and what we can do to serve our fellow man.  Many of us find ourselves at a crossroads, torn between doing what we’ve always done, and doing what we really want to do.  That’s where I am.  During the fleeting moments that I find myself with nothing to do, I picture what my life would be like if I was able to work full-time on behalf of the world’s children.  I imagine myself working even more hours than I work now, but loving what I do and looking forward to every new workday.  I can see a world that once again embraces the sanctity of every human life; and I want my grandsons to grow up in it.

The world needs to get its priorities straight; and so do we as individuals.  In spite of all the worldly temptations and distractions we all are exposed to, most of us know deep inside what is truly important.  Our happiness and sense of purpose become clear when when we look into the eyes of a child and know that we are in the presence of a miracle.

Letter to President Obama #98

The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

 November 8, 2014

 Mr. President:

BS and big words will only take you so far.  At some point you have to actually do something of substance.  You recently said that every one of your policies were on the ballot this year.  You were right.  And last Tuesday every single one of them was repudiated by me and my fellow Americans.  You came into office promising hope and change, and now after 6 years of incompetent leadership and failed policies, we are all just hoping for change.

I’m ashamed to be living under the leadership of the most abortion-friendly President in history.  During the first 6 years of your Presidency over 7 million unborn children have been killed by Planned Parenthood, the world’s largest killer of children, and their colleagues in America’s abortion industry.  Not only have you done nothing to stop the killing, you have actively promoted Planned Parenthood’s agenda.  You have even gone so far as to say “God bless Planned Parenthood.”  I don’t want to speak for God, but I don’t think He is throwing out a whole lot of blessings to an organization that kills hundreds of thousands of innocent children every year.

Mr. President, during the first 6 years of your Presidency the American taxpayers have unwillingly shelled out over $3 billion to Planned Parenthood.  How many hungry children could have been fed with the $3 billion Planned Parenthood used to kill them?  While the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act sat on Harry Reid’s desk for the last year and a half over 1.5 million unborn children died in America’s abortion mills.  Something is terribly wrong in America when the Senate Majority Leader is forced to sit on a bill designed to save pain-capable babies from agonizing death by dismemberment just so the President won’t have to explain why he vetoed it.

I’ve asked Harry Reid to allow a vote on the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act several times, and he has done nothing.  I’ve asked Mitch McConnell to do the same when he assumes Leadership.  I’m confident that the Senate, under Mitch McConnell, will pass this bill and send it to you for your signature.  You can then explain to the American people why you don’t feel compelled to prevent over 20,000 pain-capable unborn children from being brutally killed every year by your friends in the abortion industry.

Mr. President, even you know that killing children as a matter of convenience, and for a fee is wrong.  Allowing the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act to become law will be a small, but critically important step towards ending abortion in America.  Do the right thing and sign this bill into law.

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


cc:  Planned Parenthood



Letter to Salisbury Planned Parenthood #9

Planned Parenthood

1506 South Salisbury Blvd.

Court Plaza Shopping Center

Salisbury, Md.  21801

 August 4, 2014

To Whom it May Concern:

I’ve been off the grid for the past week; taking my first vacation in many years.  While I enjoyed my morning runs on the beach and chasing a golf ball through countless woods and bunkers, the killing continued in the clinics of the world’s most prolific killer of unborn children.  During my 7 days away from the fight over 20,000 children died at the hands of Planned Parenthood and America’s abortion mills.

Upon my return I received 2 more unopened letters I had written to your office, marked ‘Refused.’  Not to worry.  I’ll keep writing, asking you to stop killing innocent children.  Even if you don’t read them they’ll get read.  The fact that you refuse to even consider my requests to end the killing speaks volumes about the true intentions of Planned Parenthood.  Apparently, killing babies for money is job number 1 for Planned Parenthood, and even listening to people like me, who simply ask that every child be allowed to be born just like you and me, is frowned upon by your employer.

I refuse to allow unborn children to be killed for money within miles of my home without doing everything I can to stop it.  I will not accept that my grandchildren are growing up within a couple miles of a facility that kills their future friends and playmates.  You can refuse to accept my letters and you can do whatever else you want.  I won’t stop until the killing does.

The stated mission of Planned Parenthood is an affront to civilized human behavior.  Killing innocent children for a fee does not happen in a normal world.  Fighting against laws that protect children is aberrant behavior.  Offering financial incentives to your offices that exceed their goals for killing children is simply sick.  Using taxpayer funds to instruct teens on sadomasochistic sex is not how I want you to spend my hard-earned tax dollars.

I will not stand by and allow Planned Parenthood to portray itself as a benevolent organization dedicated to women’s health care.  I will not accept your premise that terminating a pregnancy is anything short of murder.  I will not begin another day without working to close your doors forever.

My grandsons will grow up in a world where unborn children are no longer killed as a matter of convenience.  They will live in a world that respects the Right of every human being to be born and to make the most of the gift of life they were given.  I want them to remember Pop Pop as a man who loved them dearly and fought to his last breath to end abortion.

I’m saving all your returned letters.  As soon as the stack is big enough I’ll send them again as one package; a package that will weigh about the same as the typical child you kill thousands of times a week.

All my letters are published on my pro-life blog at  Write back and I’ll publish it, unedited.



I believe with all my heart that hope, without action, will always leave you with nothing but a handful of nothing.  I hope and pray to live to see a world without abortion.  I also know that I can’t just sit by and hope that someone else stands up for the world’s unborn children.  I  write my letters and posts to raise awareness and, quite frankly, to point a finger at those in the business of killing babies for money and those who enable and support them.  I don’t live my life hoping that those who feel that a woman has the right to have her baby killed will magically change their minds and like me.  I really don’t care if they like me.  My one and only goal with my work is to save children.

At my age I can look back and see how much my country and the world has changed in the span of my 60 years.  I’ve learned the hard way that if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.  I’ve watched heroes like Martin Luther King, Jr. give everything for a worthy cause and gained inspiration from their sacrifices.  I’ve seen how one person can change the world and I know in my heart each of us can do the same.  I know that setting a goal, visualizing its achievement, and working every day towards its fruition will lead to your goal.

My hope is that abortion will be a thing of the past in the very near future.  My vision is a world where every unborn child is recognized for what it is; a living human being.  Working to save children is a worthy cause and I know that I will receive help from people I don’t even know.  I know that whatever I have to sacrifice to reach my goal will be worth it.  I know that the One who watches all will be watching over me.  His work must truly be ours and He will guide us toward good.

As goes America, so goes the world.  That’s why I want to end abortion in America first.  I’m annoying China and other international child killers while I fight for America’s unborn children, but I want to clean up my own backyard first.  The thousands of children America’s abortion industry kills every day deserve their chance to make the most of the gift of life they have been given.  By necessity, they have to rely on others to protect them and to fight against those who wish to harm them.   As a country, if we refuse to protect our children, the consequences of our inaction will be severe and deserved.  As individuals, if we fail to take action to protect the unborn, the consequences will be severe and deserved.  Our unborn children don’t know what hope is, but they have none if those of us who can, fail to take action.



June 16, 2014

As I begin another week of fighting for the lives of our unborn children, I’m reminded of a letter I wrote to President Obama in September of last year.  I deal with numbers in my occupation and I deal with numbers in my mission to end abortion.  If I screw up my day job, my company loses money and I could lose my job.  If I fail at my night job, thousands of innocent children will continue to die every day.  I don’t lose sleep over my day job, but I lie awake at night wondering how I can do a better job serving the world’s unborn children.

I feel a connection to the world’s unborn children and feel compelled to stop the senseless killing of them.  If this means I’m seen as crazy in the eyes of some, so be it.  The following letter, written on Sept. 18 of last year, is one in a long series of letters to the worst President in my lifetime.


The White House

1600 Pennsylvania Ave.  NW

Washington, D.C.  20500

Attn:    President Barack Obama

 September 18, 2013

 Mr. President:

As part of my job I work with numbers all day; some really big numbers. At night, after I’ve finished working at my day job, the job that pays my bills, I punch-in for my night job; working to end abortion.  Unfortunately, I work with some really big numbers on my night job too; 56,000,000 babies killed since 1973, 3,300 killed every day, 1 killed every 26 seconds.  Mr. President, these numbers haunt me, and should horrify anyone who sees them.  Every one of these numbers represents a dead child; a child that was killed because now wasn’t the right time to have a baby, or because it had Down syndrome, or because the young mother didn’t want to disappoint her parents, or a myriad other choices that all required an unborn child to be killed.

Mr. President, my night job, an unpaid position, is the most rewarding job I’ve ever had.  I don’t have to worry about a budget or meeting a payroll.  I don’t have to deal with disgruntled employees or pinheads from the IRS.  Most people working 2 jobs dread checking in for the night shift.  I think about my night job all day and can’t wait to get started every night.  My night job is a labor of love and the only result I will accept is the sound of doors locking for the last time at Planned Parenthood and every abortion mill in America.

Mr. President, I take it personally every time another child dies at the hands of an abortionist.  I feel that I failed to protect every child that died today.  I’m committed to saving every child scheduled to die tomorrow, and tomorrow I’ll check in committed to save the ones scheduled to die the following day. Sir, every unborn child killed today was a member of my family and yours. Every frightened, confused mother entering an abortion clinic is intrinsically bound to you and me.

Mr. President, although I love my night job, I dream of the last night I’ll ever have to do it. I dream of a world that welcomes every new child as the gift that every one is.  I dream of the day I can relax and read a book instead of writing letters to you and the pro-abortion crowd.  And I dream of a world where the only mention of abortion is in a history book detailing liberalism’s last 100 years of failed policies.

The 3,300 American children who were killed today died in a country where the value of a human life has been set at the price an abortion mill will charge to kill a human being. Most of them died as a simple matter of convenience and were seen as an unwanted problem, not a living human being.

Tomorrow America’s abortion mills will open for business and the killing will continue.  Tomorrow night I’ll clock-in, more determined than ever to end the killing.

Mr. President, my letters to you are published on my pro-life blog at  Reply to one of them and I’ll publish it, unedited.

cc: Planned Parenthood


My Mission, My Life

I pray to God daily for His guidance in my fight to save our unborn children.  I don’t have the answers; so I ask.  All I have is a goal and a burning desire in my gut to end the practice of abortion.  Whatever He asks of me, I will do.  Whatever it takes, I will give.  Whatever the sacrifice, I willingly accept.  In every righteous war the greater good must necessarily trump the personal interests of the warriors.  I humbly accept my station in this life.  I’m prepared to toil away in anonymity for the rest of my life if my efforts will swing the pendulum, even a little, towards the side of life.

I’m no longer discouraged when my letters go unanswered.  I know that someone on the receiving end opens and reads them.  Whether I change the addressee’s mind or that of the person opening the mail, is of no concern to me.  I have faith that my letters will end up in the hands of the persons they will have the most impact on.  I am encouraged when organizations like my local Planned Parenthood clinic begin to refuse delivery of my letters. That lets me know that I’ve gotten into their heads and I’m making them think about what they do for a living.  It lets me know that they are uncomfortable with the truth and that one of my letters, before they stopped accepting them, struck a chord.

I continue to be amazed at how random conversations, something as simple as a billboard on the side of the road, or a chance meeting provides me with my inspiration for that day’s letter or post.  Many nights I’m not sure who I’m going to write to or what I’m going to write about, so I start typing and the words just pour out.  I don’t question this any more.  I just accept it.  Some days I wake up with a single word or series of words on my mind. That word or series of words seems to bounce around in my head all day and by day’s end I have a rough draft of my letter or post finished before I even start to type.

I hope to live long enough to see a world that no longer considers its unborn children to be disposable annoyances.  Glimmers of hope abound, with new legislation being proposed throughout America, placing restrictions or outright bans on abortion.  While changing our laws and repealing Roe v Wade are important, they don’t address the systemic problem that led us to where we are as a society.  Until we return to our founding values; the sanctity of every human being’s Right to life, and faith in a higher power, the lives of every unborn child will remain at risk.

I take comfort in the knowledge that most Americans oppose abortion once they become aware of the means, methods, and numbers associated with the abortion industry and crimes against humanity they commit on a daily basis.  My resolve to continue my fight is strengthened every time I receive positive feedback on one of my pieces, but will never be weakened even if my work is never acknowledged. I know that fighting to end abortion is what I am here at this time and at this place to do.  The freedom I feel from not wanting anything for myself for my efforts to end abortion is liberating beyond all description.  I know that I am a warrior for a just cause and nothing will ever divert me from the course I have chosen.


When does life begin?  What is a human life worth?  Is one life more valuable than another?  Just because it is legal to have your unborn child killed in America, is it right?  Should the American taxpayers be forced to fund the abortion industry?  If you witnessed someone attempting to kill a child would you intervene? Do you think God approves of abortion?  If a family member told you she was going to have an abortion, would you try to convince her to let her child live?  Where do abortionists go when they die?  Should an unborn child be executed for a crime its father committed?  Do you believe abortion should be safe, rare, and legal?  Can a procedure that is performed with the intent of killing a child be considered safe?  Can you justify killing pain-capable unborn children?  What is more important than the lives of our children?  Is it OK to kill unborn children as a matter of convenience?  Do you believe that a nation that allows over a million of its unborn children to be killed every year will suffer the consequences of its actions?  Does a woman have the Right to choose to have her unborn child killed?  Are unborn children living human beings?  Would you be willing to work in an abortion clinic?  Would you abort your child if you knew it had Down Syndrome?  If an unborn child has a heartbeat is it alive?  Is Planned Parenthood an evil organization?  Do you support the repeal of Roe v Wade?  Should abortion be legal?  Should unborn children be granted personhood?  Why won’t Harry Reid allow the Senate to vote on the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act?  Does abortion end a human life?  Should the remains of aborted children be treated with respect?  What is life?  Who grants the gift of life?  Would you be comfortable with an abortion clinic in your neighborhood?  Is a woman still a mother after she has her child killed?  Should nearly 1 out of 3 unborn children be killed by abortion?  Do you agree with then State Senator Obama’s 3 votes against the Born Alive Infant Protection Act?  Does it bother you that babies who survive botched abortions are allowed to die in many States?  Is every human being endowed with the Right to life?  Did you know that every 26 seconds another unborn child is killed in America?  Why should abortion be the leading cause of death for unborn children in America?  Is abortion murder?  Would you have your unborn child killed for any reason?  Is a child conceived in rape less human than a child conceived in a loving relationship?  Does the President speak for all Americans when he says “God bless Planned Parenthood”?  Should condemned criminals be killed in a more humane manner than innocent babies?  Is partial-birth abortion an acceptable means of birth control?  If over 3,000 children were murdered every day in America’s schools would we unite as a country to end the killing?  What will you do to help end abortion?