By Betsy Biesenbach
This year marks the 40th anniversary of Roe v. Wade. For most of my life, I’ve thought of abortion as a young person’s issue — something a woman could turn to when she found herself pregnant and wasn’t ready to be a parent. But the older I get, the more I find myself thinking about my great-grandma. Her name was Louise, but everyone called her “Lula.” Her zest for life was not in sync with what her family and neighbors expected of a woman of her time.
“Lula the Lulu, they called her,” my grandma told me.
Biesenbach, of Roanoke, is a freelance writer, title examiner and author of “Bits O’ Betsy Biesenbach.”