Skip to comments.‘Dead babies in jars’ found in basement of old illegal abortion facility
Posted on 02/03/2012 12:55:05 PM PST by Morgana
HANNIBAL, Missouri, February 3, 2012 (LifeSiteNews.com) Criminals say that the most difficult part of a murder is what to do with the body. This was apparently true for an abortionist who operated a clandestine abortion facility from his home more than 60 years ago in the small town of Hannibal, Missouri.
Contractors recently hired to renovate the old home discovered in the basement the remains of two tiny babies floating in a preservative solution inside two dusty jars with screw-on lids.
I know they did medical procedures and stuff, said the propertys owner William C. Neff to Connecttristates.com. I was told that they helped a lot of ladies. Thats all I know.
The contractors were examining the basement on Wednesday when they made the grisly discovery. The remains of the babies were found underneath an antiquated medical examining table in a ceramic container that was covered in rags.
Lisa Marks, curator for the Hannibal History Museum, confirmed to reporters that the century-old house was used as an illegal abortion clinic run by a doctor with the last name of Hopkins.
Neff told reporters that he remembers his parents telling him of many more jars that were similar to these that were down in the basement. He expressed surprise that there were still more jars that had not be discovered.
Neff now knows why his parents rarely spoke about what was down in the basement.
They didnt want to talk about it too much, but they just found stuff down there that shouldnt be there, he said.
A local funeral home has donated a casket and a burial plot to honor the remains of the babies. The local police as well as the FBI have reportedly decided not to pursue the matter.
Watch YouTube clip of remains found in the basement. Caution: clip contains images of aborted babies.
Cr@p how do these people do this? I fail to see it.
These people have no souls.
“see, if you de-fund us, this is what will happen”
The White Throne Judgment spoken of in Revelation Chapter 20 looms large, down the road.
Rev 20:10 And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are, and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever.
Rev 20:11 And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them.
Rev 20:12 And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works.
Rev 20:13 And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works.
Rev 20:14 And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death.
Rev 20:15 And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire.
You can find remains of a whole lot more babies on any given day in an abortion mill in this country.
I never understood that too. Any other type of doctor gets rid of medical waste. How many surgeons do you know of that keeps arms, legs around the office that they had to amputate? Yet abortion doctors keep the bodies of the fetuses and just let them rot in the clinic? How sick is that?
I get the same awful feeling like you are in the presence of something evil. Like when I first learned of the holicaust when I was around 10.
I know exactly what you mean. I was born and raised about 4 houses down from that house. The rectory is catty-cornered from it. The rectory is no longer in use, but was up until about 1970. Doc Neff was a chiropractor and it sounds like he tried to do the right thing, but my God, how could he live in that house all those years? Hannibal is a crazy, history-filled town like no other. But, this makes me so sick.
This is the dark, cold reality of the Women’s Rights movement.
Strangely enough, just this morning I read a very moving account of a former Planned Parenthood employee who had her worldview shaken by seeing the remains of a baby in a jar.
She now runs a pro-life ministry!
Here’s the link if you’re interested:
And here are the first few paragraphs (too long to post the whole thing here):
The room in the back of the clinic was quiet, but Catherines mind was screaming: There was a baby in a jar. Arms. Legs. Fingers! There was a baby in a jar! She knew she had to get out of there. Fast. She couldnt look at it one moment longer.
Catherine Adair had spent the previous year working at Planned Parenthood convincing women that, despite what they thought, that wasnt a baby growing in their womb. It was a an it. And it required a procedure, as she called it back then.
Shed spent the previous year accepting payment for abortions and counseling young women in the bright office and working as a medical assistant for first-trimester abortions.
But one day in 1997, everything changed. She was asked to clean up the room from a second-trimester abortion. She had never been in that room before, and even though she had counseled other women about the procedure, she had no idea what it really entailed.
Shed walked into a similar room once before when she was 19, when she aborted her 11-week-old baby something she promised herself a long time before she wouldnt think about ever again. And she hadnt wanted to go back in, but she convinced herself that there was nothing wrong with what was going on.
I walked in and looked on the side table. And theres a jar. And in this jar are clearly body parts. Two arms; two legs. I stared at it. I wasnt sure if I was making it up. I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. I backed up out of the room. I went to the medical assistant and said, I cant do this.
Whats wrong? asked the medical assistant.
I I I cant go back in there, said Catherine.
You wanna talk about it? asked the other woman.
No, replied Catherine. She didnt want to talk about it because talking about it would almost make it more real. I couldnt process it. It was so brutal. It was shocking. Up to that point, I hadnt understood we were talking about real human beings. Arms and legs. Even though I counseled women on abortion, I had no idea. In the first trimester maybe you can believe the lie that its not a baby, but on that particular day, I couldnt believe the lie anymore.
I think it gives us a small idea of the level of evil that resides in these individuals.
A town named Hannible with a doctor named Hopkins ??? Coinkydinky, I think not!