The day I saw abortion first hand

This week we enter the 42nd year of legalized abortion in the United States and I think back to the day I came up close and personal with abortion. The day I saw abortion victims first hand!

I have witnessed many things over the past thirty three years in this fight for the sanctity of human life in numerous states where I stood against child killing. Protests, police abuse, men dragging women into the abortion clinic, and even the funeral of a woman killed from legal abortion.

Her name was Carolina Gutierrez and she received such a serious infection by the legal abortion facility she visited that they had to amputate parts of her body to try and save her life. But, the infection won and Carolina and her unborn child became a statistic in the abortion battle.

I took these pictures with the permission of her family, while attending her funeral:

Caroline Gutierrez img169



The funeral was very emotional. Her story had been in the news for days and knowing the truth about the condition of the abortion clinics in my county caused me to be angry, especially, in light of the continued silence by abortion advocates when women die.

But nothing ever affected me more than seeing the real victims of legalized abortion up close, the broken bodies of the unborn babies.

We knew the abortion clinics could be throwing the aborted babies in the trash. So, how would we know which clinics were disposing the babies illegally? There was no way to know- we’d have to go to various ones and pull the trash to see.

That was a daunting task. But finally, our work paid off.

It was a Saturday afternoon when we approached a clinic located in a strip mall. The abortionist shared the dumpster with other business owners and we received permission to remove some discarded wood from the trash. Our real goal though, was the clinic’s trash- BINGO!

We grabbed several bags over a period of time, until, one day, we discovered that inside the bags were the containers that held babies aborted by suction abortion.

Aborted Baby Suction COntainers IMG_2922

Then came the task of opening up each and every gauze sac. I stilled myself to open each one , knowing what I might see – not knowing how I’d react to it.

Several did indeed look like ground meat.


To see their fragile little bodies so ground up that no distinguishable pieces remained was not entirely a surprise – after all – these were early abortions and babies that had been violently sucked out through a tube and into these jars.


Then…after carefully slicing one gauze sac, there it was. The fully formed arm of an aborted child.

Aborted baby arm 2

Aborted baby arm



Then a leg, another leg, ribs, skull, etc…

aborted baby CN IMG_2931


As we rummaged through the bags we could see the medical records of the women whose children lay torn in pieces.

The cold-hearted abortionist had discarded the bodies of these dead babies in the trash along with their mother’s medical records with no care or concern for either.

At the bottom of the bag, we found a large foot which a pathologist later confirmed was from an unborn baby approximately 5 months gestation. The remaining body parts of that child were not in the bags we had.

Aborted baby foot 2

Aborted baby foot

As we meticulously went through the bags from that abortion clinic, I found myself feeling detached- I was looking squarely at the tiny remains of babies who suffered a horrific death and yet I had little emotion. After all, I had to finish the job I set out to do, I had to continue looking through the bags and opening each and every sac. Was I heartless? Uncaring? Unfeeling? Or was I being scientific and doing a job that had to be done?

I wrestled with this for a few days. And then….

The day arrived for the funeral for these little babies. We told no one who found them. In reality, those who attended did not care about the details – they cared only about giving these precious unborn children a decent burial. They wanted them remembered – their lives must count !


I attended the funeral like a pro, covering it for a pro-life magazine I wrote for at the time. As a journalist, I stood on stage watching people tearfully come forward and lay a rose – the symbol of life- on the small casket we purchased to place the tiny pieces of their broken bodies in.


One moment I was snapping pictures and the next….the next moment I was sobbing uncontrollably in the arms of an usher who was standing beside me on the stage. He must have seen a look in my eyes because his large torso was a comfort as I completely lost it and wept like a mother who just received the news that her beloved child was dead.

The tears and groans continued for a while and took me by surprise. After all, I was a professional, I was detached, I was looking at this from a journalists point of view – I was HUMAN!


As I write this today, I feel a lump in my throat as the memory of what I saw wells up inside me. I often think about the idea that abortion does not affect those who participate in it – the mothers, doctors, nurses, and clinic staff and I have to conclude that it absolutely does affect them.

As a young girl, I used to watch documentaries about the Nazi Holocaust and the Jews they slaughtered mercilessly.

Most people watched those films with great interest in the stories and facts they document.

But, for me, when I watched them, I recalled asking in the midst of my outrage, “ Who took those pictures?

I remember thinking that had those pictures never been taken, society would not be sitting here today in absolute horror of what took place.

I knew at that moment that I wanted to document the abortion holocaust, and by the guidance of God, in some small way, I have.

More on this here.

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19 Responses to “The day I saw abortion first hand”

  1. […] Source: The day I saw abortion first hand Saynsumthn’s Blog […]

  2. […] From Carole Novielli, Saynsmthn’s blog […]

  3. […] the victims of suction abortion- dismembered- and a horrific sight. I describe that experience here. I can tell you, it was […]

  4. Frankie Dee Says:

    I have also experienced first hand the reality of finding the bodies of aborted children back in the 90s. This doc only did abortions up to 3 months. We opened up 5 gauze “socks” and later had a private burial service for them. Across town, another clinic did not throw out the remains of the aborted children, but they DID throw out the “kill” list with the mother’s name and whether they had an IV or not and an “R” after their name if they had a previous abortion(probably for repeat patient). Fortunately, both clinics have closed and both abortion doctors have passed away. We hope that they had crossed the line of faith and received Jesus before they passed away.

  5. […] mentioned in my speech about finding aborted babies, you can read about that here and view images of the memorial service as well as the aborted […]

  6. […] have witnessed the gruesomeness of abortion up close. I am one of the few who has held their broken bodies, their […]

  7. […] have witnessed the gruesomeness of abortion up close. I am one of the few who has held their broken bodies, their […]

  8. […] of the Planned Parenthood lab brings back haunting memories for me. That is because years ago, I found and later buried the remains of several aborted children from a local abortion […]

  9. […] words ring true to me, as a person how has handled the bloodied bodies of aborted children I wrote about this reaction previously […]

  10. […] I have mentioned before, I have found and buried aborted babies. This video again struck my memory over that experience. […]

  11. I know the daughter of Mrs. Gutierrez and she is interested in speaking with you. How can we get in contact with you?

  12. judamyers Says:

    Amidst tears of my own I thank you for being so honest. For sharing the humanity that humanity has tried with great force to keep hidden. Keep the voice of the unborn as loud as you can until all have heard!

  13. […] became personal several years ago when I saw a dead child up close – when I held his tiny, broken body in my own arms and wept. Sadly, this […]

  14. […] became personal several years ago when I saw a dead child up close – when I held his tiny, broken body in my own arms and wept. Sadly, this […]

  15. […] In the interest of full disclosure, I know Michele Herzog very well. We both reached out to women for years outside South Florida abortion clinics. She and I also had the unfortunate opportunity to attend the funeral of a woman who died from a legal abortion – Carolina Gutierrez. I wrote about that experience to some degree here. […]

  16. […] In full disclosure, I know Michele very well. We both stood in the trenches together for years outside South Florida abortion clinics. She and I also had the unfortunate opportunity to attend the funeral of a woman who died from a legal abortion. The woman’s name was Carolina Gutierrez and I wrote about that experience to some degree here. […]

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