All our children were in bed; the late television news was over, and I was putting the finishing touches to a presentation for medical students scheduled to be given the next day. As I reviewed some slides which might be used, there appeared on the screen a picture of an abortion victim, aged two and one-half month's gestation; her body had been dismembered by a curette, the long handled knife used in a D&C abortion procedure.

Suddenly I heard, rather than saw, another person near me. At the sound of a sharp intake of breath, I turned to find that my youngest son, then a sleepy, rumpled 3-year-old, had unexpectedly entered the room. His small voice was filled with great sadness as he asked, "Who broke the baby?" How could this small, innocent child see what so many adults cannot see?