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In 1958, I found myself pregnant and unmarried. I was living in England. The father of the child was not Catholic, but wanted to marry me. He was studying to be a CPA, young and immature, terrified of his parents finding out, and moneyless. I did not see marriage as a solution to a problem. As a teacher I would have been dismissed for unprofessional behavior. John's friends suggested that he just walk away as there was no way of proving paternity. One afternoon he took me to see a doctor who would give advice. It did not take long for me to realize that I was in an abortion office. I fled from the evil scene, past John and never saw him again. I emigrated to Montreal, Canada where my brother was living and moved in to live with his fiance. I planned with the Catholic Crusade of Rescue to have my baby adopted. I swore that I would never attempt to reclaim him. Born and raised in a Catholic family, attending Catholic boarding school for seven years, then Catholic Women's college the idea of abortion was firmly entrenched as murder. When I found myself pregnant, I felt that I had no choice but to leave my country and emigrate to Canada. I eventually married a Catholic man, had five children, and became a very successful college professor. When the adoption laws were changed in Canada, I attempted to find my son but received no help from the Catholic adoption society. Several years later, my brother located him over the internet. We were re-united very happily when he was forty-seven. The secret was out, and all my friends rejoiced with me.
