Oh, so the fetus is a person…

A pregnant woman
A pregnant woman (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There are those who don’t consider a fetus a person, well no, not in the sense they are able to holler, “Shotgun” while being driven to the hospital.  But why if a pregnant woman gets into a car accident with another and both the pregnant woman and the fetus die, is the driver of the other vehicle charged with the murders of two people instead of only one?  The doctors and the police consider the fetus a person.  So that’s it, end of discussion.

– A
Warrensville Heights man is charged with four counts of aggravated vehicular homicide after authorities say he blew through a red light and crashed into a car, killing the pregnant mother and her two daughters.

Eric Calhoun, 48, appeared before a judge in Bedford Municipal Court where bond was set at $1 million. Other charges are pending.

Bedford police say Calhoun may have been driving northbound on Northfield Road around 9:40 p.m. Friday when he blew through a red light and crashed into the car of a pregnant Maple Heights mother at Berwyn Drive.


fetus 10weeks
fetus 10weeks (Photo credit: drsuparna)

Inside the struck vehicle was Maria Thorpe and her four daughters. Thorpe and daughters Zariah, 8, and Zyanah Roberts, 5, were pronounced dead at the scene.

“They were beautiful, cute, full of play and life. They didn’t really get a chance to live yet,” said Timothy Lang, the
boyfriend of Thorpe and father of her unborn child.

“(Zakari) was just starting to kick, and she’d keep telling me ‘feel right here, the baby is moving.'”

Lang called Thorpe a very happy, outgoing, easy-going person. “She really didn’t say no, she couldn’t say no. I’m really going to miss her. I was thinking about marrying her one day.”

Thorpe’s two other children, a 10-year-old and 12-year-old, were taken to local hospitals where one is listed in critical condition. Police have not confirmed but suspect alcohol is a factor in the wreck.

“It’s a very tragic set of events that have occurred and we certainly sent condolences. But as far as I can see, the evidence will reveal that this
was an accident,” said Calhoun’s attorney James Young. “I have no evidence to say he was intoxicated at all.”

Thorpe was about six months pregnant and was on her way to pick her boyfriend up from work in Beachwood when the fatal crash occurred.

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Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.


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