It’s May 2 and Midlands Gives Is Here!

Hi Everyone!

Today is May 2 and it’s Midlands Gives – a 24-hour giving-day event to benefit participating non-profits in the midlands of South Carolina. It doesn’t matter where in the world you live. All you need is an internet connection and a credit card. If all you can afford is $20, GREAT! That’s the minimum donation level.

I’m sharing this information with you because I believe that we can all make a difference when we come together for a common cause.

Please see the below release from South Carolina Citizens for Life, and please share it with your friends as well.

I made my donation and I look forward to sharing this giving day experience with you.

Thank you for your time!


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Midlands Gives 2017 is Now Here!

Dear Friends of Life:
The annual Midlands Gives 24-hour giving event kicked off this morning at 12:00:01am and will continue until 11:59:59pm. This year, over 300 non-profits from around the Midlands of South Carolina are participating in this Spring fundraising extravaganza.
2017 is the 3rd year that South Carolina Citizens for Life has participated in Midlands Gives and we are excited about the possibilities this fundraising event offers to our organization.
If you are looking to maximize your gift, we have received $1170.00 in matching gifts to help make your gift go further.
With a successful 2017 Midlands Gives campaign, South Carolina Citizens for Life hopes to sponsor one or more college students to attend the National Right to Life Academy – a 5-week, 3-credit course for pro-life college students – the next generation!
We currently have 3 college students from around the State who have expressed interest in attending the Academy. For more information, click here to learn how your donations, and those of your family and friends, will help the next generation of the prolife movement.
As a SCCL donor, and in just 3 easy steps, you help make a college student’s hope become a reality! TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!
  1. Donate to SCCL on May 2 at
  2. Share the Midlands Gives link with your friends and family
  3. Ask them to consider a donation to SCCL today

With your continued prayers and support, South Carolina Citizens for Life will have a successful Midlands Gives campaign. And please be sure to share this Giving Day event with your network today.

If you have any questions, please call the SCCL office at 803.252.5433 and speak with Sally.

If you have already made your donation, THANK YOU!!! We will be in touch with you shortly.

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Giving is easy! But we need your help!
On May 2, ask your friends to visit and donate. Every donation received helps SCCL get closer to earning additional prize donations.
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In case you missed it last Friday, South Carolina Citizens for Life was interviewed by WIS-TV. Click on the picture above to view the interview.
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Your donations help teens, like Savannah, speak out on the importance of LIFE in the womb, even if there is an adverse fetal diagnosis.
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What South Carolina Citizens for Life Means to Me
By Tacinta Albert-Conner

In 1998 I was a single mother in an emotional and physical abusive family dynamic. One that was plagued with substance abuse. I realized early on that the decision wasn’t my own, it was being made for me. Have an abortion or be homeless. I faced the life changing decision to keep my son, be homeless with no support, or remain where I was. It was evident my child’s very life was at stake. I was desperate for an option other than termination of my pregnancy or continue to be physically abused during my pregnancy. I had no idea where to go, how I would support myself, protect the life of my unborn child. I needed answers. I needed someone to listen. I needed hope.

I was blessed to find the hope I needed from the SCCL. SCCL provided support and information I desperately needed. There aren’t enough words to express the life changing difference the organization has made in my life. They essentially saved my son’s life. Every year on my son’s birthday, we reflect on my experience as a mother without hope, “ What if there wasn’t an SCCL?”.

My family’s testimony begins with a call to a group of people whose tireless efforts are to save the lives of the unborn and offer hope to their mothers. The message of hope, service is one that resonates within my family. The hope they gave to me has led to my family and I advocating for the lives of the unborn wherever we are. The only way I can begin to show my gratitude is by giving the very thing that was selflessly given to my son and I, the selfless gift of HOPE.

SCCL has made a life changing impact we’ll never be able to repay you for.

Editors Note: Asad turned 20 on April 18, 2017. In July 2016, he left for OCS to serve in the Marine Corps. Asad is a prolife advocate and speaks with teenage mothers whenever he can.

See Asad, right, with his dad Kevin Conner. They were celebrating Asad’s 19th birthday at church.
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Help us keep tomorrow alive through your donations which allow us to sponsor a college student to attend the annual National Right to Life Conference and National Right to Life Academy.

The 2017 theme is "Keeping Tomorrow Alive".

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New England Strong

New England 1700'sI love New England!  I was born and raised in Massachusetts, a region steeped in history.  I lived in a region of this Country where early settlers were welcomed by the Native Americans, a people who were leary but open to learning about this stranger – and the stranger open to learning about the people who could have easily killed them but rather helped them.  I lived in a region that saw the invasion of the French which led to the deaths of many early settlers.  I lived in a State where the people sought after freedoms that were otherwise oppressed by tyranny.  These brave Patriots fought and died so that future generations would be able to live free from oppression and free to live as God had intended.  This was the American Revolution and the birth of a new Nation – the United States of America.

Declaration of IndependanceToday, I, along with this great Country, celebrate another birthday.  As I have for several years, tonight I watch the Boston Pops 4th of July celebration.  I recall my 25th birthday where I experienced this very celebration in person.  This “ritual” has become even more important for me now that I no longer live in New England.  It warms my heart to see Boston celebrate on July 4th, especially since so many places no longer do – like here in South Carolina.  Even the local U.S. Army training facility didn’t celebrate today – they celebrated two days ago.  Have we truly forgotten what today’s date truly means?

As I watch the cameras pan across the crowd of over 500,000 people, I see a people who, no matter what the walk of life, have come together – setting aside their differences – to celebrate the freedoms that so many before them have lost life and limb for.  People are dressed for the occasion, waving flags, and enjoying America’s Birthday Party, and Boston knows how to throw a GREAT party!

Although the political climate in New England has changed dramatically (which breaks my heart), my love for the history it holds has not.  My love for the farmlands, the mountains, the ocean, the cities, the people, the culture is still imbeded in my heart.  I am a New Englander, and I love my Country, and I hope that, one day, the rest of our great Country will come to love and understand the freedoms our God and Creator endowed us with, the freedoms that our Forefathers hoped to protect for us in the Bill of Rights and the Constitution of the United States.  Our freedoms “of” not the freedoms “from”.

Happy Birthday to the United States of America!  May she live long and free!





A Musing on Heaven and Hell

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A few days ago, I read a blog post entitled “4000 Degrees Fahrenheit in Hell and Raising”.  The blogger wrote about the intense heat many in the south and southwest have been dealing with, equating the intense heat, of where the blogger lived, to that of hell.  I found myself unable to contain myself, and just HAD to respond when I read it that early Saturday morning.  My post has yet to be moderated.

Since many of us are dealing with the extreme heat, I have decided to share my response to the original blogger’s post.  It follows below.

I read your article and understand and appreciate the parallel you’re trying to make between the Phoenix heat and Hell. It’s truly physically difficult for our mere mortal bodies to live in such extremes. We know that many people die in such heat – the vulnerable, the young, the aged, the sick.

Since eternity is meant for the immortal soul, and not for the mortal body, I must pose the question: wouldn’t Hell be freezing? We read of the fire of God’s Love, and the warmth of His compassion. For example, we see that warmth and fire physically manifest itself as heat within marriage when spouses come together in the marital bond.

As practicing Catholics, we love the fire of the Holy Spirit, and the Sacred Heart, ablaze with the Fire of God’s Love (Hebrews 12:29). We read extensively throughout both the Old and New Testaments of the purification of the soul likened to that of the refiner’s fire (That’s pretty darn HOT!). Since many of us want to find ourselves in Heaven, surrounded by God’s Love in the Beatific Vision, and given what we know about the heat equated with that Love, one would have to surmize that Heaven is going to be an extremely hot place to live out eternity.

So where does that leave us with Hell? Frankly, speaking, I don’t want to go there!

We’ve been barraged with images of the devil in a red suit, with horns, and a pitched fork, surrounded by fire. Is this an accurate depiction? We have heard so many speak of “burning in Hell”. Yes, we find in Scripture, too, passages related to the Lake of Fire. Why would the same word be used to describe two opposing elements? Wouldn’t it be more of a symbolic language as a figurative “wake-up call” for those who have no idea of God, or for those who have rejected His precepts as Truth?

Since we know that God’s Love is about heat and fire, the opposite of that would be devoid of Love; devoid of Joy. Without that all-consuming Love and Joy, there would be nothing by desolation, nothing but coldness. Nothing but darkness.

Given this, I go back to my original question, wouldn’t Hell be freezing?

God bless and keep you, and thank you for your time. I await your response.

For what it’s worth, the response I gave happened when the juices started to flow on a Saturday morning at 8:00am.

For my blog readers, I welcome your musings.   God bless you all!

Fetal Pain Bill moves forward in SC House Committee

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From: Holly Gatling, Executive Director
Subject: Fetal Pain Bill Moves Forward in SC House Committee
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Fetal Pain Bill Advances
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COLUMBIA, S.C. – On Thursday, January 22, 2015, the 42nd anniversary of the lethal Roe v. Wade decision legalizing abortion, a S.C. House panel voted to create a new, compelling state interest in limiting abortion when an unborn child can feel pain.

Called the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act (H3114) the measure won 5-0 unanimous bi-partisan support after the S.C. House Judiciary Subcommittee on General and Family Law heard testimony from three local pro-life physicians and accepted written statements from other expert supporters who could not attend.

Voting in favor of the bill were subcommittee Chairman Peter McCoy, R-Charleston, Anne Thayer, R-Anderson, Kirkman Finlay, R-Richland, Donna Hicks, R-Spartanburg, and Joe McEachern, D-Richland. The bill now moved on the full House Judiciary Committee scheduled to meet Tuesday afternoon.

Dr. Stuart Hamilton, M.D., a Columbia University trained pediatrician and long-time supporter of pro-life legislation, described fetal development for members of the committee. He said he agrees with scientific research demonstrating the unborn child can feel pain at 20 weeks after fertilization.

“There is evidence for the probable appreciation of pain by 20 weeks gestation after fertilization,” Dr. Hamilton told the subcommittee. “Anatomically at 20 weeks, the examination of the nervous system displays the appropriate tracks in the central nervous system and the peripheral nerve fibers that are designed to transmit and carry pain impulses.” He went on to explain that at the age of 16 weeks, the baby’s body shows “substantial neurological maturation.” Even at 12 weeks, he said, “The immature constituents of these pathways are clearly visible with magnification.”

A father-son team of physicians also spoke in favor of the bill. Dr. Tom Austin, M.D., a retired neonatologist, and former director of Neonatology at the USC School of Medicine, defined pain as “a noxious insult that one attempts to avoid or repel.” In his practice he treated babies prematurely born at 18 to 22 weeks. “They did show response to stimuli,” he said. “They would respond, move, recoil.”

His son, also Dr. Tom Austin, M.D, is an obstetrician-gynocologist who practices in the Columbia area. He described his experience with delivering pre-mature infants. “I agree with my father. You can see the baby is trying to live.” He also criticized the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists, a national organization that supports abortion-on-demand. He described ACOG as being closely tied to Planned Parenthood, the nation’s largest abortion business. Dr. Austin said he is not affiliated with ACOG and instead has joined the American Association of Pro-Life Obstetricians and Gynecologists.

South Carolina Citizens for Life, the state affiliate of the National Right to Life Committee which developed the model pain-capable legislation, the Catholic Diocese of Charleston, the South Carolina Baptist Convention, the Palmetto Family Council, and the North Greenville Christian World View Center are among the organizations supporting the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act.

Calls now need to be made to members of the S.C. House Judiciary Committee to support passage of H 3114 without amendment.

If you are a constituent of any of these Judiciary Committee members, please contact them and urge them to support H 3114, the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act.

Meanwhile in the nation’s capital, the U.S. House of Representatives easily passed the No Taxpayer Funding for Abortion Act (HR 7) but failed to vote on the federal Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection act.

National Right to Life President Carol Tobias said, "The House of Representatives did not pass the Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act this week because certain lawmakers who voted for the same language in 2013, and who had promised their pro-life constituents that they would do so again, instead worked to weaken the bill or to prevent it from coming to the floor.

"While we are profoundly disappointed that the vote on the bill was delayed, we much prefer delaying the vote to passing a greatly weakened bill," Tobias said. "We thank the House Republican leadership for quickly facilitating passage of the No Taxpayer Funding for Abortion Act (H.R. 7) which is another National Right to Life legislative priority." The House passed H.R. 7 today by a vote of 242-179.

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Yesterday, I saw an older model blue Toyota Camry in traffic and it made me think of my dear friend, Fr. Darling, who is now passed.

You can read about my friendship with Fr. Darling on my “Older Posts” page at:  Look for the October 12, 2008 post called On a Priest and a Friend.



My name is Sally, and I’m a chocoholic.

I’ve enjoyed chocolate for as long as I can remember.  I started young.

My particular weakness has always been for dark chocolate, and one of my favorites has become Ghiaradelli Dark Chocolate brownies.  It’s a symphony of dark chocolate yumminess. MmmMmm!!!

While not all chocolate is made the same, I will allow myself to indulge on milk chocolate, but only if it’s quality chocolate.  Quality chocolate?  Yes.  Ferrero Rocher, Hershey’s with almonds, and Ritter Sports Bar, just to name a few.  I don’t like cheap chocolate as it’s primarily all sugar and has very little chocolate flavoring.   It’s a waste of time and money.

I eat Hershey’s kisses like most people eat potato chips, except I put the chocolate kiss in my mouth, and let it melt and envelope every taste bud. A purely ethereal delight!  While this savoring of chocolate goodness is happening, I fold the foil and then proceed to roll it into a ball.

I’ve heard it said that the first step to recovery is admitting that there’s a problem.  Is chocolate really a problem?  Well, perhaps.  I REALLY enjoy chocolate – perhaps a little too much.  I know it has sugar, which isn’t good, and too much of that is a bad thing, too.   But sugar-free chocolate just isn’t the same.  It looks shiny, doesn’t have a warm chocolatey smell, and tastes blah!  Not to mention the sweetener used in sugar-free chocolate has uncomfortable side-effects.  Am I the only person who feels that way?

Perhaps, once Easter has come and gone, it will be time for me to start passing up the chocolate and getting back to better eating/snacking habits.  Perhaps some structured exercise will be in order again, too.  So much to think about!

Maybe I’ll log my success here, because accountability can be a good thing.


Just another day

Yesterday began just like any other day:  Woke up with the alarm, took dog for her walk, got ready for work, etc., so why would the day be any different?  

Gene had left for work and I was busy getting myself ready so I could get out the door and to the office before it got too late.  I was finalizing my routine when the front doorbell rang “Ding Dong!”.  It was 9:36am, and I was shocked that anyone would be at the door.  Since I wasn’t in any position to be able to answer the door, I decided to just let it go.  The next thing I heard was the doorbell at the side door ring “Ding!”.  Kona, not liking the sound of door bells, ran to both doors with her howling bark. After a minute or two,  I was finally able to make it to the door, and whoever had been there was now nowhere to be seen.  Okay!  

Since the “door bell adventure” was over, I could finally finish up and get out the door.  Knowing that I had to stop for gas before getting on the highway, I pulled into a local gas station and pulled up to the pump. The pump displayed a “system failure” message.  GREAT!  Luckily, another pump was open for me to swing around and pull up to.  PHEW!  I reached for my credit card and it wasn’t there.  I searched frantically only to then remember that I had pulled it out the night before and forgot to put it back.  BACK home I go to retrieve the card and then BACK to the gas station.  Wasted time!

After the “gas station adventure”, the rest of my morning progressed without further incident – until lunch.  Because my time was limited, I decided to go to a neighborhood eatery that many like, but I’m not a major fan of.  I sat down at my booth and decide that I want red skin potato salad, and butter steamed yellow squash with onions for my sides. I was undecided on my main dish, but I finally decided on the fried flounder.  Within a few moments, my meal came out and I began to admire the size of the flouder.  I used my fork to break through the outer crispiness to get to the flesh of the flounder.  I found myself perplexed because my fork didn’t easily cut through the fish, but I passed it off to being a thick cut of fish.  I decided to use my knife and found that I actually had to CUT the fish.  Hmmm…as soon as I took a bite, I was horrified to realize that the fish was COLD.  I immediately sent the flounder back and exchanged it for something else.  I began to wonder how this could have happened, unless the cook decided to fry a frozen piece of fish rather than a piece that had already been thawed.  BLECH!!  

Given that the “flounder adventure” was finally over, I looked forward to when I could begin my trek home.  Typically, I take Kona for her walk, but I decided to switch things up a bit and let her run around in the back yard.  Earlier in the day, Gene and told me that Kona got a hold of something white and stinky and that a piece of it looked similar to an egg shell.  Whenever Kona gets into things, we have no problem reaching into her mouth and pulling it out.  Gene told me that the stink was all over the leash and that he couldn’t get the stink out of his nose.  I was able to concur, after getting a whiff of the leash, that the stink was nasty.  It smelled like death. Dead what, I had no idea, but it definitely smelled like something dead. Watching Kona in the back yard, I noticed her rubbing all over something in one particular spot. As I approached, I noticed a broken bird’s egg, and then I noticed a smell on Kona’s coat – the same smell on the leash.  After doing some investigating, I realized that she had broken into an old nest that had been built in one of my hanging planters last year.  God only knows what else was in that nest besides a shell.  Either way, she found it and indulged.  

With the mystery of the stink solved, Kona made it clear that she wanted to go for her walk.  With Gene now home, we embarked on the walk.  Almost home, we met up to chat with some neighbors who are moving.  Low and behold, they had found four abandoned kittens on the property.  Only being about 3 weeks old, they were SO adorable and cute, and my heart melted. The little balls of fluff were all curled up to one another as one ball of fur. Unfortunately, due to allergies, the neighbors could not keep the kittens and were planning to take them to the SPCA.  I would have swooped those kittens up in a heartbeat and dropper-fed them, but Kona doesn’t do well with cats, and those kittens would have become her evening appetizers.  Kona watched me with tremendous jealousy as I held one of the kittens.  I am a cat person and love cats, but I have a dog that could live to be over 20 years old.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my dog, but wish I could have fostered these little kittens.

With the “kitten adventure” over, and back inside, our Monday evening closed as any other Monday evening – Jeopardy, Dancing with the Stars, and me doing laundry late into the evening.

It’s been an adventurous day, and Tuesday will surely bring it’s own set of adventures.  I’ll look forward to what they may be.