"For my family, the scenes on TV were like déjà vu. In October 1998, minutes after returning home from his synagogue, my uncle Bart Slepian—an ob-gyn who performed abortions in upstate New York and who had raised me after my own father died when I was 4—was shot in his kitchen. He was talking to his wife and his young sons when a bullet shattered a window, pierced Bart’s spine, lung and aorta, then ricocheted into the den where it landed, still shiny, in the fireplace."
Read Robb’s complete My Turn essay in Newsweek. And don’t miss her MORE profile of abstinence-only education and anti-abortion activist Leslee Unruh.