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December 5th, 2015


It occurs to me, rather belatedly, that the annals of the rescues we undertook from 1988 to 1992 have never been typed up.  Should I die tomorrow, the records would be lost forever and my kids will have only the vaguest memory of my goings and comings.

A rescue, of course, (under the auspices of Operation Rescue) is a peaceful attempt to stop the killing of unborn babies at the places where they are scheduled to be killed, i.e., abortion “clinics.”  Rescues are so-called from Proverbs 24:11:  “”Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, behold, we did not know this, does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? ”

We first got our feet wet, my friend Dolores Teleski, I, and some hundreds others, under the leadership of Randy Terry, at four rescues in New York City in  May, 1988.  As I recall we stayed at the Times Square Hotel.

May 2, 1988 – Manhattan

May 3, 1988 – Queens

May 5, 1988, Long Island

May 6, 1988, Manhattan

We were arrested but dismissed.

July 5,  1988, we went to Paoli, PA where we were jailed for two days at the Chester County prison

July 7, 1988, Philadelphia.  All I really remember is that it was dreadfully hot and once I was able I drank all of a mammoth Coke.

July 19, 1988, we got on a bus in New York which took us down to Atlanta where we were arrested at the Surgical Center, refused to give our names, and for the first time gave our names as Baby Doe.  I was  BD 69 and Dolores BD 70.   We stayed in a Camp for awhile, sort of a barracks arrangement with bunk beds, all the women in one room and jail there didn’t seem half bad. We  could go out in the yard and talk to people outside the fence.  We were then  transferred to the new Fulton County Jail with cells that we had to stay in at night, quite hard to deal with because of my agoraphobia.   I stayed 14 days and quit; it eventually cost me $550.  Dolores stayed behind until they threw her out, time served.

? date   We  went drove up to Boston and the next morning traveled by bus to a clinic in Providence.  Were they surprised!  Dolores was arrested there but  I was not, and somehow we came home together.

October, 1988, a rescue in Bridgeport, dismissed  on a technicality.

November 29, 1988, Hartford, arrested, nulled, reduced to an infraction.

January 13, 1989, Planned Parenthood in NYC.  Not arrested.

January 14, 1989, another Planned Parenthood.  Not arrested.

March 4, 1989, Medical Options in my home town of Danbury CT, arrested for creating a public disturbance. Dismissed on 5/25.

April 1, 1989, West Hartford, I did not go, police brutality was reported.

April 29, 1989, Shrewsbury NJ.  I don’t remember this at all.  Not arrested.

June 17, 1989, West Hartford with many more people than April.  We were going to “show them.”  Police removed their names and badges and upped the brutality.  There are photos and videotapes of this episode.  Three times in my life I have screamed involuntarily; two time were caused by a swarthy W. Hartford cop without a badge, who did things to my left arm I didn’t know were possible.   I subsequently saw  a doctor for the left shoulder injury.   Spent 12 days in Niantic women’s prison.  On the way to Niantic we were told we would be safe there but the “accommodations” were pitiful.  There should be a movie of this “adventure.”

September 23, 1989, Bronx, not arrested.

October 28, 1989, Norwalk, arrested for criminal trespass and breach of peace, reduced to an infraction and discontinued.

April 7, 1990, New Haven, criminal trespass, reduced to infraction, found guilty $15 fine remitted.

September 28, 1990, Dobbs Ferry, trespass, resisting arrest, interfering with government admin, kept in solitary, then to Valhalla Hospital for blood pressure, found guilty of trespass, dismissed time served.

November 11, 1991, Medical Options, Danbury, not arrested.

January 29, 1991, Womens Pavilion, Dobbs,  Ferry NY, not arrested..

February 2, 1991, Greenburg, White Plains, NY, not arrested.

August 19, 1991, Wichita, KS, not arrested. Abortuary famous for late term abortions.  Quite a trip!

April 21, 1992, Buffalo, not arrested.

April 22, 1992  (where the heck is that?)  guilty of disorderly conduct, served two days

August 8, 1992, Danbury Medical Options, arrested criminal trespass.   10/30/92 Reduced to simple trespass, $35 fine and $30 costs.

September 14, 1992, Stamford, not arrested.

July 21, 1993,  Dobbs Ferry, not arrested.

October 9, 1993, Dobbs Ferry, arrested, trespass, 10 day sentence.

I must apologize for my sloppy bookkeeping.  When I made these notes I had no idea I would someday blog about these experiences.  There does exist, in my possession,  a videotape of the second West Hartford rescue which shows many people manhandled and you can see me being dragged (of course we wouldn’t walk!) down a hall and then my two screams can be heard.

It is over twenty years later.  We didn’t stop abortion.  Roe v. Wade has not been overturned.  Undercover video tapes have been made inside abortuaries where they talk nonchalantly about selling baby parts.  Barack Obama is the most pro-abortion president ever.  The Senate has just passed a bill to defund Planned Parenthood.  He will veto it.  God help us all.

Randy Terry has since studied all about Islam and is making a high-tech movie “What would Muhammad do?”  We carry on.













May 30th, 2013


The Lord said Go and witness against the killing of my unborn babies.
And I said Who, me?
And He said Yes, you.
And I said
You mean in public? I can’t leave the kids. And you know how hard it is to find a sitter. Besides, there’s company coming.
And He said You’re stalling.
And the Lord said Go and witness against abortion.
And I said I don’t want to.
And He said I didn’t ask if you wanted to.
And I said
Listen, that’s not my style. I’m not the kind of person who gets involved in controversy. Besides, my family won’t like it. Or my friends. Or my boss. And what will my neighbors think?
And He said Baloney. Go.
And yet a third time the Lord said Go and save my babies.
And I said Do have to?
And he said Do you love me?
And I said
Lord, I’m scared. People will hate me. And make fun of me. And cut me up into little pieces. And maybe I won’t know what to say.
And He said Where do you think I’ll be?
And the Lord said Go!
And I sighed Here I am. Send me.


March 21st, 2013


Lloyd Marcus is another black man who refuses to drink the Kool-Aid. Let us pray that others will have ears to hear and eyes to see before it is too late! Please see previous post, IT HAS COME TO THIS.

To My Black Family Regarding Obama

by Lloyd Marcus

Make no mistake about it: Barack Obama is not so much a president seeking the best interests of America as he is the leader of a movement.

Whether you black folks in my family are ready to deal with it or not, the truth is, Obama is always on the opposite side of what I know y’all believe. Though claiming to be a Christian, Obama is always opposing Christianity.

Our family heritage is full of ministers, deeply rooted in Christianity. No one in our family supports homosexual marriage. And yet, y’all support Obama, who not only supports this sin, but is leading a movement hell-bent on forcing us to accept it as “normal.” Obama vowed to be not just a friend to the gay, lesbian, and transgender communities, but an advocate.

Now, someone please explain to me: how does this square up with the Bible you preached to me all of my life? It does not. Obama is black. You have chosen to side with him even over your commitment to Christ.

I realize that my statement may make you angry. The truth has a way of doing that.

Americans abort 4,000 babies a day. A disproportionate high number of those babies are black. ObamaCare forces Christians to fund abortions against their faith. But once again, you guys do not care. Obama is black. So whatever he wants to do is OK with you. You even accuse me of being disloyal to my race, while Obama is the guy supporting the slaughter of black babies.

Since Obama won the White House, you guys refuse to honestly critique any issue. At $1.84 when Obama took office, suddenly you are fine with gas averaging four bucks a gallon. Black unemployment is higher today than it was when Obama took office.

Apparently, that is OK as well.

Despite Obama running the country for four years, y’all say he bears no responsibility for anything, including the horrible economy. Obama is the biggest government spender in world history.

The federal government spends $405 million per hour that we do not have. So can one of my relatives explain to me how this is Bush’s fault?

Y’all say, “If only those evil racist white Republicans would get out of Obama’s way, he could fix everything!” I refuse to believe that folks in my family are that stupid. Thus, I can only conclude that y’all are willfully making excuses for your black idol.

I am elated that a few (two) in our family have seen the light, but the vast majority have not. What I find extremely disappointing is that no amount of facts/truth appears to cause you to at least question your Obama zombie-ism. Your racism is so all-consuming, you’re like the walking brain-dead, with Obama’s black skin trumping everything.

Ironically, expecting me to join your worship of Obama goes against how I was raised. I was raised to stand up for what is right — always striving to do things God’s way. But when America elected a black president, our family’s morality and objectivity were thrown out the window in matters relating to this bizarre, despicably conniving man. His race and skin color are all that matters. Who Obama is and what he stands for are irrelevant.

While I will always love my family, my respect for who we have presented ourselves to be from as far back as I can remember has been injured.

Despite your little digs inferring that I am the weird guy in the family, I will not join your worship of the false idols/gods of race and skin color. Y’all raised me better!

March 19th, 2013


The following letter was received from Sav-A-Life of Macon GA. It was from a woman named Jane. The letter was dated January 22, the year 2023.

Dear Mom,

Gosh, can you believe it’s 2023 already? I’m still writing “22” on nearly everything. Seems like just yesterday I was sitting in first grade celebrating the century change!

I know we haven’t really chatted since Christmas. Sorry. Anyway, I have some difficult news and I really didn’t want to call and talk face-to-face.

Ted’s had a promotion, and I should be up for a hefty raise this year if I keep putting in those crazy hours. You know how I work at it. Yes, we’re still struggling with the bills.

Timmy’s been “OK” at kindergarten, although he complains about going. But then he wasn’t happy about daycare either, so what can I do?

He’s been a real problem, Mom. He’s a good kid, but quite honestly he’s an unfair burden at this time in our lives. Ted and I have talked this through and through and finally made a choice. Plenty of other families have made it and are much better off.

Our pastor is supportive and says hard decisions are sometimes necessary. The family is a “system,” and the demands of one member shouldn’t be allowed to ruin the whole. He told us to be prayerful, consider all the factors, and do what is right to make the family work. He says that even though he probably wouldn’t do it himself, the decision is really ours. He was kind enough to refer us to a children’s clinic near here, so at least that part is easy.

I’m not an uncaring mother. I do feel sorry for the little guy. I think he overheard Ted and me talking about “it” the other night. I turned around and saw him standing at the bottom step in his pj’s with the little bear you gave him under his arm and his eyes sort of welling up.

Mom, the way he looked at me just about broke my heart. But I honestly believe this is better for Timmy, too. It’s not fair to force him to live in a family that can’t give him the time and attention he deserves. And PLEASE don’t give me the kind of grief Grandma gave you over your abortions. It’s the same thing, you know.

We’ve told him he’s just going in for a vaccination. Anyway, they say the termination procedure is painless.

I guess it’s just as well you haven’t seen that much of him. Love to Dad.


January 16th, 2013
November 15th, 2012


I have written about the Rescue Movement before.  Sometimes when saying the rosary my mind wanders to past events and I began to wonder whatever possessed me to travel to Atlanta GA in 1988 just to get arrested.  And I also wondered whether, today, in 2012, there would be anything at all on the internet about the Rescue Movement which essentially began in 1988.  A friend assured me that the world wide web existed even before 1988 so I did a little background check for the purpose of gathering some of that old data in one place.

Here is what I found:

Orlando Sentinel, August 15 1988

Under Terry’s supervision, Operation Rescue protesters are well- disciplined in their non-violence. For the most part, they remain silent except for singing hymns. At an Atlanta demonstration, one protester was admonished by another for getting into an argument with a clinic staffer.

It is the hope of the anti-abortion organizers that by taking to the streets in large, peaceful demonstrations, Operation Rescue will change the American public’s views on abortion, as well as preventing the abortions themselves.

”Any change in America has come about by civil disobedience — gay rights, rights for women, civil rights,” said Patricia Mondl, 34, a protester in Atlanta. ”This is how things are changed in America.”

But the shift in protest tactics toward peaceful non-violence is also a concession by Operation Rescue strategists that other pro-life efforts have failed.

”If we had already been effective as a movement there would be no abortion,” said Judie Brown, president of the American Lobby for Life in Stanford, Va. ”We are praying that these rescue missions will do something to the American psyche that has not been done previously. Maybe rescue missions will be the way to finally crack the ice.”

This is a snippet from an interview with Baby John Doe who turned 66 while imprisoned.

“We had a couple of Baptist ministers from out-of-town here last week. When they came in they were convinced no Catholic could be saved. When they left, they hugged us and admitted they believed we were saved.”

“We have people in here from 19 states,” the prisoner revealed in a telephone conversation Aug. 3. Of all denominations, they range in age from people in their 20s to a man 78.

Jailed “Baby Johns” and “Baby Janes” include a retired Army colonel who was a helicopter pilot in Vietnam, school teachers, nurses, attorneys, a symphony’s first violinist. “I wouldn’t be in any other place. The morale is very high,” no. 212 insisted.


According to Martin Luther King, Jr., who was arrested 22 times for civil disobedience.

An individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for the law.


No pro-life action has been so misunderstood by the public, the pro-aborts, and even Christians as rescue missions.

A rescue is not organized to make a statement; it is not a mere “sit-in;” it is an actual and earnest attempt to save lives!

A rescue mission is mounted to save unborn lives and mother’s health by placing oneself between the victims and the killer the abortionist. The philosophy of rescue is as simple as that.

A rather comprehensive overview of the Rescue movement can be found here.  It includes a section of directions to pro-abortion folks  on how to deal with the rescuers:

It is very interesting to read a typical pro-abortion clinic tactics manual (obtained during depositions for a lawsuit) to see how escorts are encouraged to physically assault rescuers and “bully” picketers off the public sidewalks.

The overview mentioned above is extraordinarily well-done and anyone really interested in understanding the Rescue Movement will find it very worthwhile.


It is dangerous to be right in matters on which the established authorities are wrong. — Voltaire

June 9th, 2012


Last night after a bit of prayer I wanted to go back to sleep but I kept thinking about Martin. I first met Martin as a pro-life activist at the Dobbs Ferry NY abortion mill in 1990. He was tall,quiet, a Jewish convert to Christianity, had big brown eyes and was clearly very intelligent. Later we did a rescue at Dobbs and both Martin and I were arrested and jailed at Valhalla. We called it a “rescue” because of Proverbs 24:11 which reads: “Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If we say, ‘We did not know this, does not he who weighs the heart perceive it?’ We knew there were abortions scheduled to be performed in that facility and our intent was to sit down and block the mill entrance (the more people the better!) and prevent those deaths. When we refused to move out of the way, the police tended to arrest us.

At first I couldn’t even remember Martin’s first name, and I tried to put him out of my mind as I struggled to recollect his last name, thinking it would come to me later on its own. But my mind was troubled by this memory lapse and sleep was escaping me. I thought there was a ‘z’ in his name someplace! Finally, it occurred to me that Martin had long ago written a short pro-life booklet which I considered one of the best things I had ever read! By some miracle, I was able to remember the title of his booklet: Acquiescence to Slaughter. I promptly entered “acquiescence to slaughter” in Google and, presto! – there, readily available, was lots of information about my old friend, Martin Wishnatsky!

Martin’s book was listed on Amazon as currently unavailable but, much to my delight, there were YouTube videos that had been uploaded in 2009 to bring me up to date as to what Martin has been up to. He had continued his pro-life activity in Fargo ND and in 2009 was planning to add to his Harvard Ph.D. a law degree by attending Liberty Univerity. What a delight to once again see this old friend in the following interviews (in four parts) with one John Strand in Fargo.

Martin has long had a website titled Good Morals ( which aims to promote sexual purity.

A Liberty U site in 2010 posted the following:
Martin Wishnatsky, 66, chose Liberty because of its ties to the conservative legal community.  Jewish by birth and Christian by faith, Wishnatsky holds a PhD in political science from Harvard University. Today, he considers his alma mater a “spiritually deadening” school.

After a decade-long career on Wall Street, Wishnatsky decided to dedicate his life to the pro-life movement, and moved to North Dakota to work for a Christian ministry called the Perry Center.

In 2009, Wishnatsky enrolled at LU’s law school with the hopes that a law degree would give him further clout in the fight against abortion.  “It seemed to me to have the strongest Christian commitment,” Wishnatsky said, adding that so far the school has fulfilled his expectations.

Martin Wishnatsky, Liberty University

Currently holds this position –

President, Liberty Counsel Student Organization (2010-2011);

Submissions Editor, Law Review

Liberty University
J.D., Law

2009 – 2012
Now to get in touch with Martin and say “Hi!  Good job, getting a law degree!  Where are you living and what are you up to now?  I am attaching a copy of Fr. Weslin’s obituary, in case you have not seen it.   So glad you are still a Christian and a pro-life activist!  Hope you approve of my blogging about you.   God bless.”


Now that I have been able to get in touch with Martin, it turns out that he is studying to take his Bar Exam in July.  It also turns out that Martin’s life and writings and doings have been meticulously  documented at as well as and litigation at  Martin has surfaced big-time!   I especially want to read what he has written on evolution, as that has been one of my favorite subjects also.   He is a complex living, breathing, producing, intriguing Christian!

March 30th, 2012


Our Commander-in-Chief, our Abortion-Loving President, shills for Planned Parenthood. Is that legal? If we ask him nicely, do you suppose he might do a commercial for Crisis Pregnancy Centers to give help to people who actually want to plan parenthood?  Think of all the good that the Crisis Pregnancy Centers could do if they got the kind of government money that Planned Parenthood gets.

March 6th, 2012


Once again 40 DAYS FOR LIFE is being held throughout the nation. Once again prayer warriors are committing to pray in front of an abortion clinic somewhere all day and all night for forty days. Once again babies are being saved as mothers choose life for their babies.

Let the participants speak for themselves.
First, the experience of a mother who prayed at the abortion mill with her two young children.

Second, the experience of a mother who kept her baby because of the pray-ers at the “clinic.”

After I packed up my children, ages 2-and-a-half and 5,
and began driving to the clinic for my morning prayer
hour, I wondered if I should have made some sort of sign
to hold. It was spitting rain, so I hoped to park as
close as possible to the vigil site, in case I needed
to keep the children in the car.

By the time I got there, it had cleared enough that I
felt comfortable putting my children in the double
stroller. There were two other prayer volunteers on
site, including one who is a year-round sidewalk

We greeted each other and I parked the children on the
sidewalk across the street from the clinic.

The children and I and began to pray by singing very
softly: a couple decades of the rosary, “Jesus Loves
the Little Children,” “He’s Got the Whole World In His
Hands,” etc. And then I noticed something unusual.

In the middle of the parking lot stood one of the
volunteer escorts, instead of keeping post on the steps
like normal. She was an older woman, and I could tell
by her stance and the way she kept looking at me that
she was not happy about our presence. We just kept
praying and singing.

I saw the woman go back to the steps and speak to one
of the other escorts, and I had the distinct impression
that I was being ridiculed. About 10 minutes later, the
woman removed her escort vest and went to her car,
shaking her head my direction. I steeled myself for
a confrontation and prayed for wisdom.

Sure enough, the woman paused at the parking lot exit
with her window rolled down. “As a grandma,” the woman
said, “it breaks my heart to see those children out
here like that.” And then she drove off, without
giving me a chance to respond.

As I exchanged thoughts with the other prayer
volunteers, I occurred to me that the sign I had
belatedly wondered about making for my prayer hour
had already been made — my little children. They were
all the sign needed to speak for life!

Please pray for that clinic escort, that her heart
would break, not for children singing happily in the
drizzling rain, but for the countless babies dying
inside the abortion clinic.

Pray that she will acknowledge them as the persons
they already are, children who lead us to sing on their
behalf because they will likely not be given the chance.

David Bereit, National Director of 40 Days for Life, tells about two former Planned Parenthood employees who are now praying OUTSIDE PP facilities, on the pro-life side.

March 3rd, 2012


Judie Brown is a founder of the American Life League, the largest prolife organization in the United States.  Judie has spent her life on the prolife front, writing books and gathering awards along the way.  Her brand new book, The Broken Path, How Catholic Bishops Got Lost in the Weeds of American Politics, is chock-full of data about how the Church in the United States went astray and she does not hesitate to name names  and quote quotes.

To Judie, it is obvious that American Catholics are not much swayed by the Pope.  One thing  wrong with our country is “Americanism.”

No one tells us no. When the Russian president has to comment on the lack of American morals, we know we have reached a special moment in history.  But we don’t care what the Russian says.  We don’t care what the Holy Father says.   We are free. We are not encumbered by anything.

So the morality of American Catholics is no different from that of the rest of the country.

Early on in the book she takes on the Catholic Campaign for Human Development, “the best representative of left-wing radicalization in the Church.”  And, according to her,  the US Council of Catholic Bishops is a beaurocratic administrative structure that has no Church authority and is no substitute for a bishop.

When it comes to colleges, Judie feels the Cardinal Newman Society is the most trustworthy source of information about the catholicity of Catholic colleges.  They reported on more than 150 connections between Catholic colleges and Planned Parenthood.    Why do Catholic colleges invite known pro-abortion folks to speak to their students?  She goes into detail about the invitation by Notre Dame to Barack Obama in 2009 to give a commencement address and receive a honorary degree.  I followed this case closely at the time because I know some of the pro-lifers who protested and were arrested for praying on campus.   Father Weslin, who once celebrated mass in my home, was carried off singing Ave, Ave, Ave Maria, questioning  the police as why he was being arrested for protesting abortion on a Catholic campus.  It took two years in court before charges against the 88 arrestees were finally dropped. Judie covers this in some detail.

Canon 915 “mandates that those who obstinately persevere in manifest grave sin are not to receive  the holy Eucharist.”    When  public figures publicly support abortion, euthanasia, homosexual actions – things considered gravely evil by the Church –  what is a priest to do when they present for Holy Communion?  Judie writes “There is not enough space in this book to mention all of the shepherds who have set forth equally balanced and inspiring teachings in their role as shepherds of souls. ”  In her list of such shepherds she mentions  on page 120 sixteen bishops who have said they would publicly enforce Canon 915.    Others give their reasons why they would not.

Chapter Nine is titled “Obama Plays Catholics for Fools.”    54% of Catholic voters supported Obama for president.  George Neumayr wrote:  “Obama, in his effortless Alinskyite style has exploited this phenomenon to the hilt, seeking out Catholics such as Joe Biden and Kathleen Sebelius to serve as his agents of destruction.”    After discussing “Contraceptive Cowardice,”  “Perverse Health Care Ethics,”  and “Why Do Bishops Reject Personhood?”  Judie Brown concludes in her final chapter, that “Holy Priests are the Cure. ”

There are many quotes, many references, and a fine index.   Judie Brown likes to document her work.   This is a highly  recommended inside look at the Catholic Church today, by a courageous and well-informed truly Catholic woman.