Letters to the Editor

May 26, 2009

Dark side of abortion

To the editor:

As I watched the opposing sides on abortion battle it out over President Obama's address at Notre Dame, I thought of a woman I met about five years ago. For privacy I will call her "Angela."

It was a few days before Christmas and I had invited my niece to dinner. She called at the last moment and asked was it possible for her to bring her friend Angela. I told her it would be fine and went about setting another place at the table.

We had a lovely dinner, with lots of laughter and were going to go into the living room to have coffee. I was telling them how I wanted to move to Hagerstown and of a dream I had always had of building a children's home. It was then everything changed.


As though a bolt of lightning had struck her, Angela screamed and almost fainted. I grabbed her limp body and helped her to the sofa. She crumbled in my arms and started to sob. "I had an abortion," she cried and covered her face, as well as covering my blouse with her tears.

For the next 25 minutes I listened to how this had troubled and haunted her for years. In my entire lifetime I had never seen anyone cry as much as she did, unless it was my own private grief out of not ever being able to carry a child full term. How like God to bring the two of us together. How like the past to catch a person off guard and show a secret side of us we had meant to keep hidden.

God will forgive abortions, but Angela could not forgive herself. Women must be allowed to see the whole picture and not just repeat a stale phrase of how a child is a choice. Sometimes no amount of counseling will heal the thoughts that say, "I wonder what my little child would have been doing today?"

Perhaps women, especially young ones, need to understand how time does not always heal everything. It only makes the memories less painful.

Kate Prado

Too many stray cats

To the editor:

I am writing in hope of obtaining some help regarding stray cats.

I have been living here for about 13 months. When I first moved in, there were only two feral cats roaming my immediate neighborhood; now there are at least eight.

By May of last year, there were a couple of new cats and kittens. I was actually able to get one of them, which was about 4 months old at the time. I found a place called Promise Rescue that spayed and vaccinated her for a nominal fee, and I kept her. She has been an absolute treasure, the best cat ever.

On July 4, while walking my dog, I came across a tiny kitten that had been separated from his mom. He was only about three weeks old. I was able to get him. I kept him for a couple of days, feeding him kitten formula with a dropper. A neighbor ended up taking him. Two weeks later, again while walking my dog, I found another 3-week-old kitten, also separated from his mom.

Unfortunately, there are now many more cats and kittens. I have been feeding them for almost a year now, hoping to give them the chance of a longer life. One of the cats had a litter of kittens who took up residence in the storm drain in front of my house. Now there are four more cats.

I have been searching everywhere for an organization that can either take cats, or help me with the expenses. I am also hoping to find someone who has a trap, neuter and release program for these feral cats.

If someone doesn't do something soon, there will be hundreds of these cats roaming the neighborhood and I can't feed them all.I can barely feed the ones I am feeding now. Trapping and having them euthanized is not the answer.

It's not fair for these animals to live like this. The life expectancy of a feral cat is two to five years, and that's if they even make it past their first several weeks of life.

Please help me if you can.

Terri Clayton

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