Street Scene in Houston
	Driving along one of the streets in Houston, I was stopped by a red light at an intersection. On the island separating the two lanes of traffic, was a young black woman with a large piece of cardboard bearing the crudely written plea: "Help me buy milk for my baby". Since I was in the lane nearest her, I asked her why she had not gone to Planned Parenthood. She told me she had gone but it was barricaded by pro-lifers. The light changed and I had to move. There she was, begging for money for milk, let alone a place to live or a bed in which to sleep, in a state where such victims of fanaticism, mothers and worst of all babies, are left to live by begging; in a state where the only welfare is for ranchers and oil men and the church, the perpetrators of such inhumanity.