Sounds like Josef Mengele’s workplace....happy, happy, until it was time to do evil.
You think they decorated for Christmas, Easter or other holidays ..... you know, just to add a little cheer to the butcher shop?
It was all fine right up until they shredded little babies to pieces....
In 1992 I worked with a man who’s son and the son’s girlfriend came by the office one day. My co-worker told me they were going to get an abortion. I asked him if the girl really wanted to do that. He thought about it a minute and went to their car and caught them before they drove away.
He came back in and said he told his son in front of the girl that he needed to ask her if this is what she wanted. The son asked and the girl started crying and said she didn’t want to do it.
My friend died a few years ago. For 20 years he lived the life of a happy grandpa. The son was so proud of his daughter and he and his wife had another child. Both of them are in college today and both of their parents are strong conservatives.
It’s interesting when I think of what happened. They always say it’s the woman’s choice. In this case no one was asking her what her choice was. Thank God she made the right one.
I haven’t seen the son in all that time. I got an email when his dad died. I don’t know if his dad ever told him that I put the thought into his dad’s head to ask the girl what she wanted to do.
Death row on the day of execution is a very up beat, joking place - until you get to the room with the gas chamber or electric chair
Those abortion mills are among the most macabre houses of horror imaginable.
There was never the slightest bit of laughter to be heard during those many times when death,no matter how "natural" that death might have been, was on our agenda.