May 312009
About fifteen years ago I got a phone call from my little sister. She was in tears. She was alone in my parents’ house because they were on a vacation on a weekend when Dad came up on Operation Rescue’s list. They called the house to threaten Dad because he was a practicing obstetrician who would not sign their antiabortion pledge.
Dad was, and is, completely committed to womens’ health. He treated poor immigrant women for free, and for more years than I can count, he woke up in the middle of the night to see new life into the world. He was a comfort and a trusted confidante to the sick and the well.
And they dared threaten him.
Rest in peace, George Tiller. You will be missed.
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