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10/23/2014 09:53 am ET

What Having An Abortion In 1959 Was Like

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Saturday morning, March 7, 1959

An icy rain pelted the Grand Concourse, so I waited in the vestibule of the apartment building for the taxi. From the rear window, the woman gestured for me to hurry, and I ran across the sidewalk without an umbrella.

I had only been to the Bronx a few times. I had no idea where I was.

The cab stopped at a high-rise apartment building. My escort brought me to the 12th floor and left as the door opened. A fiftysomething blonde woman invited me into the well-furnished apartment.

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