The February 1991 issue of the glossy, upscale monthly, Toronto Life, featured an eye-opening cover.

In large letters, near a picture of an unborn baby, were the words “Rethinking Abortion.”  Above was the explanation: “A pro-choice feminist explores the anti-abortion position and is profoundly challenged by what she discovers.”

The cover highlights a quotation from the author of the story, Lindalee Tracey:

“In all the days of his forming, I knew my son was a baby.  Was it because I wanted him so, or was he a baby anyway?  Now I can’t help worrying about abortion – it’s a gut-churning re-evaluation of something I’ve long held to be my right and a cornerstone of my feminism.  This has been the hardest story of my career.”

The article, which runs for 15 pages, tells how at 17, Lindalee had dismissed a fetus as a blob of tissue, was given that consolation when she flew to New York and had an abortion, but had to revise her opinion when she saw her second baby on ultrasound, saw him suck his thumb and kick away the prodding hands of the radiologist.

The experience led her to investigate what was for her a new world – pro-life activism.  She is not entirely sympathetic to it, she still retains many of her feminist prejudices, she still believes that abortion is necessary under certain circumstances, but she has at least gone part way on the long way she had to go.