The Sixth Street Bridge

The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Need a little inspiration to go back to Mass? Here's some. You're welcome. Wow.

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful video! Makes me want to go to mass right now! Thanks for sharing it.