Medicine in the 1920s was extremely crude, and death was always so close. In our fatalistic view, life and death were a lot closer than they are now. Infection from an injury like the one my mother suffered could kill as easily as not. The cure for everything at the time was gasoline. On the heels of war and a pandemic flu so severe that we still study it today, we were in a position at that time of being extremely poor combined with a lack of medicine. People never thought of death as a strangeness.

America is, by all standards, one of the wealthiest countries in the world, and yet, on a daily basis, the supposed benefits of living and being born into this standard of living are not felt by many of this society’s most vulnerable members. And yet, for all the talk by anti-abortion activists of how “pro-life” they are, they rarely, if ever, discuss American’s disgracefully high infant mortality rate or put forth any solutions to solving it.