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August 10, 2005
voice of "dian" six of eight
If you haven't heard about the blogstorm kicking up over a cartoon created by Planned Parenthood's Golden Gate chapter, you can catch up by checking out The Dawn Patrol: Eden breaks the story, digs into PPGG president Dian J Harrison's possible conflicts of interest and interviewed one whom PPGG daydreams of killing.
I was watching the decapitation/dismemberment of a non-violent "anti-choice" demonstrator in the closing credits when I noticed the name of the actress who performed the voiceover for the character Dian/Dianisys. Unless Tina Marie Murray is an old chum of Harrison's and owed her a favor, I must assume PPGG spent a pretty penny in the production of this film. Tina has a thriving career in theatre, commercials, voiceovers, training films and a couple of spots on television's Nash Bridges. She's a creative writer and a singer of jazz. She is manifestly multi-talented. And speaking of family planning, she was not aborted. She is the sixth child of eight.
I'm so thankful for my parents' steadfast and vocal opposition to abortion; none of my four post-roe-v-wade siblings were aborted. Today these siblings are pillars; true friends, bringing spirit, humor, spouses and nephews with them when we gather. We're now shifting out of our twenties and into our thirties, and it seems like things are just starting to get good.
We often say that when my youngest sister arrived, God tipped over the talent cup and dumped the rest of our family's alotment on her. There was a lot left in those rich dregs: our five of five is an actress, playwright, singer/songwriter and photographer. As a child she did the voice of an unborn baby in a pro-life radio commercial; a performance so riveting and gutwrenching it had grown men crying.
My parents got guff for rearing such a large family, even from other Christians. My mother was no stranger to the look which said, "what, another one?" And I know it was challenging for my parents, who often struggled to make ends meet. But for each one of us, up to and most wholeheartedly including the "Littlest Littlest," my mother and father both believe it was worth it.
Posted by joel at August 10, 2005 09:28 AM
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i am #2 [my identical twin brother was 11 minutes older than i]of 9 [seven viable - two spontaneously aborted / miscarried] and our mother love every crying one of us - and when asked how many children, she proudly claimed all 9.
your comments are a wonderful testament - hope you save some up for next mother's day.
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at August 10, 2005 05:31 PM
I have five of my own. I'm 24, not rich, though at least I'm married. I get the "look." But when I look at my baby daughter and realize how many people would have "understood" if I'd killed her (so long as I did it more than 6 months ago), it makes me sick to my stomach.
All five of them are right here in the living room right now -- playing, yelling, and climbing inside the sofa bed to get out toys from underneath. I wouldn't trade even one of them for the world. And I sure hope God sends more.
Posted by: michelle potter at August 11, 2005 02:45 PM
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