Like many of you, I have had enough of the cold and snow. But there are certain members of my family who can’t seem to get enough of it—my beautiful, sometimes stubborn and always energetic Siberian Huskies. My love of this breed began 12 years ago when I found myself going through a sort of “empty nest” phase of my life. My two oldest children had grown up and left home, and I found that even though I still had a 10-year-old in the house, I had a lot more free time. What better to do with that free time than go buy myself the dog I had always wanted, a Siberian Husky. What started with one dog has now become 10 dogs and a wonderful hobby/business known as Howling Ridge Huskies. Our “pack” consists of Buddy, Thor, Tundra, Boo Bear, Mystic, Zoey, Stormy, Marlee, Abby and Luna. I have met many wonderful people, and made many lasting friendships, thanks to our dogs.
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For many years, since 2001, in fact, here at our local Bordas & Bordas offices, we have had automated external defibrillator devices, commonly known as AED devices, on-hand. AED devices are designed to aid in the Chain of Survival when Sudden Cardiac Arrest (SCA) occurs. The Chain of Survival was developed by the American Heart Association which includes: Immediate recognition of cardiac arrest and activation of the emergency response system Early CPR with emphasis on chest compressions Rapid defibrillation Effective advanced life support Integrated post-cardiac arrest care
The Federal Communications Commission (FCC) has just classified Internet providers, broadband and wireless, as public utilities. As such, Internet providers will need to follow many of the same federal regulations imposed on telephone companies. The rule's effect is allegedly aimed at providing users equal access to all Web traffic by preventing cable and telecommunications companies from controlling what people see on the Web. More specifically, the rule bans providers of high-speed Internet access from blocking Web sites they don’t like or auctioning off faster traffic speeds to the highest bidders.
Proponents of the rule claim that consumers should not see any immediate changes to what they see on the Internet and that there would be no new federal taxes or fees put on Internet service providers.
“War on Coal” Proponents Rejoice! Recently the EPA threw a giant bone to the coal and power industries by regulating coal combustion waste as solid waste instead of the hazardous waste that it actually is. The EPA’s recent implementation of CCW regulations are the culmination of a nearly decade-long political fight over the regulation of coal combustion waste that required a lawsuit to force the EPA to take any action at all. In essence, coal combustion waste, or CCW, is the residual dust and ash that is left over after coal is burned to produce electric power. CCW is an amalgam of heavy metals, such as arsenic, mercury, chromium (including the highly toxic and carcinogenic chromium VI), lead, selenium, molybdenum, antimony, nickel, boron, cadmium, thallium, cobalt, copper, manganese, strontium, thorium, vanadium and others. In addition to toxic metals, CCW also contains other materials that are hazardous to human health including dioxins, PCBs and radionuclides. CCW is comprised of small and “ultrafine” particles, the very smallest of which are inhaled into the deepest part of the lungs where they trigger inflammation and immunological reactions. Some of these particles gain access to the human circulatory system where they are transported to distant organs like the heart, brain and other organs, where they settle and produce disease and cancer.
WVU celebrated its birthday this month on February 7th. Happy “148” West Virginia University!
Hallelujah!!! I have a new graduate from WVU. My son, Ryan, graduated in the fall from WVU. Ryan is out there pounding the pavement looking for a job. Hopefully, he is going to be successful very soon. Ryan also celebrated a birthday this month. Happy 25th Ryan!
Some members of my church family and I are returning to the small village of Maraita, Honduras this summer to continue our ministry to the people of the country. Through Baptist Medical & Dental Mission International (www.bmdmi.org), we will be providing medical care as well as eye examinations and administering medication. Last summer, we helped build a church and were able to attend the dedication service of the church. This year, our team will be building the pastor’s house as well as doing some construction for the village (basketball hoops for the school, etc). We have an early team leaving before the main group to teach in the church that we built last year. We will be teaching the local congregation as well as pastors from the surrounding area.
Charleston --- The West Virginia Supreme Court of Appeals issued its opinion today, delivered by Justice Menis Ketchum, finding that the West Virginia Secondary Schools Athletic Commission (SSAC) rule prohibiting a review of ejections from athletic contests violates the legislative requirement that the SSAC provide a proper review procedure.
The ruling rejects the SSAC’s application to the Court for a writ of prohibition, and thus upheld the decision by 2nd Judicial Circuit Chief Judge David Hummel in September that the SSAC non-review rule did not comply with the state statute.
The Supreme Court makes clear in its ruling today that if the SSAC rules are properly within the authority granted to it by the legislature, courts do not review them and must stay out of the SSAC’s internal affairs. However, as in this case, circuit courts do have judicial review to the extent the SSAC exceeds its statutory or its constitutional authority.
First thing on a Monday morning as I was getting ready for work, I was heading down the steps to let the boys (the dogs) outside while carrying a load of laundry. There was a gathering on the landing of our steps. I guess the boys where holding a meeting on how they would attack the snow and ice outside. I asked them to please move, but I guess the meeting was still in session. I went to step over all of them when they decided to take me down. All I heard was yelping, barking, (telling one another to get out of my way), screaming, running and did I say screaming? Down I went! Laundry went flying, the dogs ran and did I mention I heard a lot of screaming? Well if I didn't mention it, I sure did hear it and a lot of it! I hit like a ton of bricks and came to rest on the tile floor. I jumped up and yelled, Are we all alright? Not one of the boys would come near me.
Every six weeks or so, one of the girls and, yes, it’s usually Marilyn, sends an e-mail out to our fellow staff members here at Bordas & Bordas about getting together to get something to eat at Drover’s Inn and Restaurant and to (invariably) talk and talk and talk. Not everyone makes it each and every time there is a get-together but it only takes two to say, “I’m in.” I think the anticipation of going is high and since it is usually a week in advance, or more, that this get’s set into motion, someone usually mentions it by asking who’s going, when are we going and then counting down the days. Some of us drive alone but others take turns at car-pooling but once we’re on our way it seems to be non-stop talking to the restaurant, while we’re at the restaurant and even on our way home. Since our favorite haunt is Drover’s in Wellsburg which takes about 35 minutes or so to get to from Wheeling, there is a lot of chatting going on during our evening out.
One morning, I woke up to find three inches of snow on my car and a forecast that predicted another three to four inches by evening, followed by temperatures dipping below zero, then more snow. Wonderful! This means that the chances of the snow on the ground melting before the next blast of snow was nil. With a lot of grumbling and whining, I slipped on my heavy coat, gloves and boots and went out to begin the tedious job of shoveling my walkway and then “sweeping” the snow off my car to prepare to go to work. Back in the house, I eat a quick breakfast, shower, get dressed, again don my heavy coat, gloves and boots and trudge out into the blustery morning to go to work, saying a prayer that I would make it down the hill safely as I drive slowly down the treated, but still slippery roads of North Park. I finally make it to the bottom of the hill with a grateful sigh and turn cautiously onto Route 40 making my way down Wheeling Hill toward my office that is located out the pike. As I park in the lot, I again say another small prayer that I won’t fall and break a hip or both wrists trying to catch myself when I fall, and begin to walk tentatively along the treated, but still slippery roads and sidewalks into my office.