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Despite less than desirable sanitary accommodations, sleeping concrete floors with open windows, larger than life bugs (they'rehuge!), and bathing outside in a make-shift shower, I am excited to say I will be returning to Honduras with some folks from my Church this summer. Through the Baptist Medical & Dental Mission International ( www.bmdmi.org), we will again be ministering to the medical needs of the less fortunate people in the mountains of Honduras. This year, part of the team will help with the building a church in the small village of Maraita! I will go with a different perspective than last year. I will make a better attempt at communicating with the local people on an individual, personal basis, even though I don't speak their language. I will be content with the bathroom facilities. I will offer to help in the kitchen. I will not complain if a rooster decides to crow at midnight, 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. (he was really confused). I will try not to be overly concerned about a bad hair week and I will confess my blessings daily. After seeing the poverty and need first hand, I know that a short term effort like ours will hardly make a drop in the bucket. We won't be able to fix everything. But yet we still go and offer help, free medical services and, hopefully, introduce them to a loving God. Truthfully, I have no skills to offer -- medical, trade or otherwise. I don't possess communication skills either. So what do I have to offer? I give my time, my service and the love for Christ. As we serve the Honduran people, we become the hands and feet of God. They will still live in poverty after we leave, but I know one thing for certain - through hearing the Gospel preached, they will encounter a loving and merciful God and HE can change their world. We're just along for the ride -- Jesus is the One doing the work.

When our first daughter was born my wife and I decided that she would take time off from work to stay home. My wife was a teacher, and a very good one at that. She graduated from West Liberty in 2004. While she would never brag on herself, I will. She was actually the school wide co-valedictorian and the top graduate from the education department that year. She then went on to get her Masters in reading at WVU. While she was obtaining her Masters she worked with the Kaleidoscope program in Monongalia County. She was also fortunate enough to meet a very dashing, charming and handsome law student. While my wife loves staying at home, she devoted so much time to her education and her job that she needed to do something outside of the home in order to retain her sanity. In 2011 she got the opportunity to work as a Service Coordinator with an early intervention program called West Virginia Birth to Three. I, like many, had never heard of this program, but some form of it exists in every state. The program is administered by the West Virginia Department of Health and Human Resources along with the Bureau of Public Health and other organizations and is funded, in part, by the Individuals with Disabilities Act. West Virginia Birth to Three is an early intervention program that is designed to provide services to children in West Virginia who are under the age of three that have developmental delays in any of the following areas: cognitive development, physical development, communication development, social and emotional development and adaptive development. Children with certain diagnosed conditions are specifically eligible. In order to qualify, a child must first be referred to the program, which can be done by calling 1-800-642-9704 1-800-642-9704. While many referrals are made by pediatricians, anyone can make a referral. At that time, the child's family will be notified of the referral and will be asked if they are interested in working with the program. If they are interested an interim service coordinator meets with the family, discusses the child's needs, and sets up evaluations with specific practitioner (ex. speech therapist, physical therapist, etc.). After the evaluations are completed, a meeting is held to determine if the child is eligible for services. If eligible, the WV Birth to Three team works with the family to write goals that are specific to the child and determine what practitioners are needed to help reach the goal. The practitioners are all licensed and trained experts in their fields and many are the same therapists and counselors you would see if you went to the local hospital. Under the Birth to Three program, however, those therapists will actually come to the child's home on a regular schedule. The frequency of the sessions is primarily based on the child's specific needs. The therapists not only work with the children, but teach the family and care givers the things that they can do to help their child. The sessions can continue until the child turns 3 and transitions into another program such as public education, Head Start, or out-patient therapy or until the child no longer demonstrates the identified delays. There are many wonderful aspects to this program. As previously mentioned, WV Birth to Three comes to the family. All services are to be held in the child's natural environment (home, daycare, etc.). Furthermore, the program is not based on any financial requirements. Any child from any socio-economic class or home environment will qualify if they have the requisite delays. The overarching idea is that early intervention for development delays helps children overcome those delays and reach their fullest potential. The result is more children who are prepared to succeed in school and beyond. In addition to direct services for the child, the program also links families to needed community resources. These linkages include everything from accessing child care and transportation to finding support groups within the community to finding educational opportunities for the family and much more. Many people, however, may not be aware of this helpful program. Anyone who believes that a young child may need intervention services can make a referral to the program. The program is administered locally by Regional Administrative Units. The Region 1 RAU covers Brooke, Hancock, Marion, Marshall, Monongalia, Ohio, Tyler and Wetzel Counties in Northern West Virginia and is located at the Catholic Charities building in Wheeling. Programs like West Virginia Birth to Three receive little fanfare, but their reach is wide spread. Early intervention for development delays of any type is essential to help children reach their full potential as adults. When children reach their full potential there are fewer people who need services and assistance as adults. A little money spent now prevents a lot of money from being spent later. These days we have many arguments about the legitimate reach and size of government. Funding for programs like Birth to Three, however, is something that we should be fighting to preserve and support. The 2014 legislative session in West Virginia saw a significant cut in funding moving forward. I believe that was a mistake. If we don't take measures to protect and assist our children at an early age, we will spend more time and resources assisting or supporting them as adults.

Sometime before the end of this month, our new office in Moundsville is going to be up and running. The opening of that office will be something of a homecoming for me, as life and marriage took me away from my hometown for the past 13 years or so. Last week, I was down in Moundsville with Jim, Jamie, and the rest of the Bordas & Bordas "family" that will be staffing the new office, filming some new television spots. For those who have never been involved in a professional video production, it's generally 5 or 10 minutes of action followed by 45 minutes of sitting around while the crew sets and re-sets the equipment. During one of those 45-minute breaks, I got to thinking about all of the memories I had from growing up in Moundsville. For some reason, things that I hadn't thought of for years and years quickly came to mind, each new memory adding width to the smile that I'm sure had some of my co-workers wondering what in the world I was thinking about. It seemed the longer I sat and thought, the more old memories came flooding forth. I was surprised by how long it had been since I had thought of some of these things, and after several minutes of smiling and laughing to myself, I began to think that I didn't want to go another 20-30 years without thinking of these things again. So, I decided to do what my wife always tells me to do when I have things to remember: I made a list. It's a list I intend to keep, and hopefully add to as the years go by. I'm also hoping that in sharing it, I can bring a smile to the faces of some other Marshall County natives who may have forgotten what a tremendous privilege it was to grow up in a wonderfully unique community. So here, in no particular order, is a portion of my memory list: 1. Moundsville police officer Clyde Pettit cruising the City on his white Harley-Davidson motorcycle. It seemed as if every time a group of kids started thinking about doing something we probably shouldn't, Clyde and his motorcycle would make an appearance. 2. The sound of the whistle from the Fostoria Glass Works factory at noon and 4:00. That whistle always told me when it was time to get on my bike and head back to school after the lunch break at First Ward. 3. Going with my Dad to Mercer's store on Seventh Street (where United Bank now stands) to get the latest Batman or Superman comic book. In the summer, Mr. Mercer always had fireworks for sale in the "back room". 4. The trip to see the Grave Creek Mound at Christmas, with the lights wrapped all around, and the lighted tree on top. 5. Getting "cracks" from Mr. Hubbs (First Ward) and Mr. Miller (Moundsville Jr. High). Mr. Miller had holes drilled in his paddle to cut down on wind resistance. Lots of us felt the sting of that paddle, and it didn't hurt a single one of us in the long run. 6. Playing basketball against the wall during recess at First Ward School under the watchful eye of Walter "Red" Wilson. He taught me to shoot free throws-underhanded. 7. Sled riding from the top of Sycamore Ave. onto Center St., all the way down to Mulberry Ave.. Five blocks, and we never had to worry about traffic. 8. The noon dances at Moundsville Jr. High (lunch was a bag of potato chips and a  carton of chocolate milk), and swim dances at the Spurr Pool. You know how certain songs take you back to a particular moment in time? "Crystal Blue  Persuasion" by Tommy James and the Shondells takes me to the swim dances every time. 9. Sitting at the soda fountain counter at Beam's Drug Store and ordering a cherry Pepsi. 10. French fries to go from Bob's Lunch, served in a brown paper bag. With gravy.  I still don't understand how that bag didn't disintegrate within seconds. 11. Fast-pitch softball games at the East End, with Frog Garcia, Herb Blake, Gary Bonar, Rudy Zatezalo (our Zak's father), Norm Whitlatch, and manager P.I. Drake. 12. Hanging out at Reilley's Bowling Lanes in Glen Dale until Francis would kick us  out because we weren't spending any money. 13. The dominance of the John Marshall wrestling program in the 1970's. I had absolutely nothing to do with the wrestling team, but they certainly brought a lot of pride to our school. Coaches Bill Hinegardner and Ed Dugas, along with guys such as Ron Griffin, Ed West, Scott Lehasky, Ron Koontz, Gary Dobbs, Mike Cain and many others kept JM on the top of the WV heap for all three of my years there. 14. The excitement of having a big-time Hollywood movie filmed in our home town back in 1970. Jimmy Stewart, George Kennedy, Kurt Russell, and many other big name stars were on hand. Several scenes from the movie were filmed in what is   now our Moundsville office. The mural from the movie, reading "Merchants Bank of Glory" has been preserved. 15. Last but certainly not least: Sam and Alexandria Shaw. How many times did Alexandria ride her bicycle to our school, camera slung around her neck, to take a picture that Sam would put on the front page of the Echo (right beside "The Wood family recently returned from a vacation at Blackwater Falls. A good time was had by all, and Dad caught an 18-inch trout.")? If there was anything you needed to know about Marshall County or Moundsville, Sam Shaw was the man you asked. Those memories sure do bring me a lot of happiness. Hopefully, some of you will share your memories of Moundsville in the comments section that follows this blog, so I can add to my list. I know there are dozens of things I haven't thought about. For now, I'm just happy in knowing that Thomas Wolfe was wrong. You CAN go home again. Hello, Moundsville. I sure have missed you. It's good to be home.

On April 21 Boston, Massachusetts hosted the 2014 Boston Marathon, a year removed from the tragedy of last year's senseless bombing. The Boston Marathon, which is the oldest continually run marathon in the world, is held every year on Patriots' Day, which helps to commemorate the bravery and strength of the first Patriots who stood up to King George at Lexington and Concord in 1775. The bravery, strength and resilience of those directly affected by the bombings last year help to remind me that the qualities possessed by those first Patriots are alive and well today throughout our great country. Americans don't run from danger. When those bombs went off in the crowds last year many of the participants in the race ran toward the sounds of the explosions to see what they could do to help the wounded. Americans don't hide in fear from terrorists. Despite the actions of a few evil individuals, we rally together as Americans to let those sick and twisted individuals know that there is nothing that they can do to break our spirit or stop us from celebrating the freedoms that we have. Our stadiums and parks are full of families enjoying their time together and I was proud to see that this year's Boston Marathon enjoyed record attendance. Americans don't forget. There is nothing that we could say or do to truly heal the families of the people who died in those explosions and we should keep those families in our thoughts and prayers this week just as we celebrate the resiliency of the community around them and its willingness to retake that finish line for all of the positive things that the Marathon represents. While the events of last year have a special meaning for people who live around Boston, we should remember that Patriots' Day is not just a Boston holiday. It celebrates the birth of our nation and symbolizes the fact that then, as is true now, we are and always will be ready and willing to stand up for freedom and against terror and tyranny. Happy Patriots' Day.

In March of this year, due to some new hiring and the need to shuffle office staff in our Wheeling office I, together with Attorney Jay Stoneking, Marilyn Bell and Attorney Jason Causey were recently transferred to our St. Clairsville office located at 106 East Main Street. As a lifelong resident of Wheeling, West Virginia, I have always perceived St. Clairsville, with old Route 40 running through the middle of it, as a sleepy little town with very little going on. I suppose that is mainly due to the fact that Interstate 70 runs parallel to old Route 40 in this area and the Ohio Valley Mall attracts most shoppers away from the downtown area. I expected the streets to be quiet and the stores and restaurants to be empty of people. Boy was I wrong! Maybe it is because our office is located right across from the Belmont County Courthouse that the traffic whizzes by my window constantly. There never seems to be a lull. The streets are lined with "no meter" parking spaces and signs that post two hour parking only, and a very busy meter maid walks the sidewalks frequently and marks the tires of the parked cars and then two hours later revisits the same area to ticket the offenders. The parking spaces outside our office are very rarely empty. When one car pulls out another takes its place almost immediately. With the many small businesses and restaurants that dot its Main Street I am here to shout out to our friends, clients and neighbors: St. Clairsville is alive and thriving and is definitely the pulse beat of Belmont County. Never will I mistake it as a "sleepy little town" again!

I grew up baptized and raised as a Catholic. I attended Catholic Schools and went to Stations of the Cross every Friday during Lent but now that I am older, it all has a much deeper meaning to me and I attribute that to understanding the Holy Spirit. If you want to find out what I am talking about, go see the new movie Son of God to find your Spirit. If you've seen the Passion of Christ you'll know exactly what I mean. The Stations of the Cross are much harder for me to bear now. Those images flash  through my mind, but I sure do appreciate what this is all about as I've  known all along from the Apostle's Creed, but now I understand. I no longer just say the words. I feel them and appreciate them: Apostles' Creed I believe in God the Father, Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth. And in Jesus Christ, his only begotten Son, our Lord. Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary. Suffered under Pontius Pilate; was crucified, died and buried. He descended into hell. The third day he rose again from the dead. He ascended into heaven, and sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty. From thence he shall come to judge the living and the dead. I believe in the Holy Spirit. I believe in the holy catholic church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins; the Resurrection of the Body and the life everlasting. Amen. Why did this all happen? For you and for me. He suffered so greatly for our sins so that we would have a place in heaven. Appreciate this. My wish is for each and every reader to take a step back and look at Easter deeper this year. Find your Spirit and watch to see what a magnificent holiday this Easter season will be for you.

What if I told you that preventable medical errors were the third-leading cause of death in America -- behind only heart disease and cancer? That sobering statistic comes directly from a recent study published by the Journal of Patient Safety, which concludes that "the true number of premature deaths associated with preventable harm to patients was estimated at more than 400,000 per year." Take a moment to allow that statistic to sink in while noting that the study is not discussing just the number of deaths, or the number of deaths from medical errors that could not have been avoided. The study is talking only about preventable medical errors. Said another way, preventable medical errors account for "roughly one-sixth of all deaths that occur in the United States each year." As dispiriting as those statistics are, perhaps the most troubling aspect of the study was that getting a true grasp on the epidemic levels of malpractice was made difficult by what the author referred to as the "Wall of Silence" in the medical community. As the study stated in the starkest terms: "A recent national survey showed that physicians often refuse to report a serious adverse event to anyone in authority. In the case of cardiologists, the highest nonreporting group of the specialties studied, nearly two-thirds of the respondents admitted that they had recently refused to report at least one serious medical error, of which they had first-hand knowledge, to anyone in authority." Thus, it is reasonable to conclude that not only are medical errors out of control, the fact that so many doctors don't tell the truth about what is going on in our hospitals makes it difficult for us to identify the problems and fix them. If physicians and hospitals refuse to confront the issues facing them, what can we do? Ideally, the civil justice system would help us hold healthcare providers accountable for their errors. The rules applicable to civil cases would allow patients and their families who have been harmed by medical malpractice to discover the true nature and extent of what happened in a given situation and to seek justice in a public forum for their harms and losses. Unfortunately, however, a wide array of special privileges has been erected by the powerful insurance and medical industry that makes it hard for many families to seek justice. Something needs to be done to protect people in our hospitals. As another study published in Health Affairs estimated, one-third of hospital patients are victims of medical malpractice each year. I believe that we need to call on our health care institutions to honestly and seriously confront the dangers of medical malpractice within their walls. A good first step in the process would be to focus on accountability, transparency, and honesty when things do go wrong. I know from my experience representing families of those hurt or killed by medical errors that many of our issues could be addressed if hospitals and doctors were simply honest with their patients when it came to admitting a mistake. We should also think long and hard about whether the special protections our laws give to doctors and hospitals are really accomplishing a legitimate purpose instead of contributing to a significant and widespread danger that not only fails to protect patients, but keeps all of us from ever knowing the truth about the extent of a grave problem.

Bordas & Bordas is happy to call the friendly city of Wheeling, West Virginia home. The attorneys and staff of the firm are committed to giving back to the community that has given and continues to give so much to us. Below are just a few of the many recent philanthropic sponsorships that Bordas & Bordas is honored to be part of. The Junior League of Wheeling is a driving force in the community that is respected and known for its commitment and service. It is a non-profit organization comprised of women whose purpose is exclusively charitable and educational. The JLW is preparing for its annual "Affair with Wheeling Flair" on May 2 nd that includes food and drink, live entertainment, and prizes. Funds from this year's installment will go towards improving and renovating the Janie S. Altmeyer playground at Heritage Port. Bordas & Bordas is happy to contribute. Wheeling Health Right strives to provide access to free comprehensive and preventative medical care and medications to those who could not obtain it otherwise. They believe that all are entitled to health maintenance and care. The 21 st annual "Chef's Auction" will be held on May 2 nd and feature delicacies from the best chefs in the Ohio Valley. By helping to sponsor the auction, we are excited to give Wheeling Health Right the funding to continue to provide quality health care and medication to low income and uninsured members of our community. At the American Legion Boys' State, participants experience the rights, privileges, duties, and responsibilities of a franchised citizen. The training that the young men receive there aligns with practical city, county, and state governments and includes legislative sessions, court proceedings, law enforcement presentations, and more. The Legion is gearing up for its 77 th Boys' State this June. We are pleased to be aligned with such a longstanding and constructive organization and event. An organization that Bordas & Bordas is happily associated with is Harmony House. The association provides a safe haven for victimized children and their non-offending family members amidst the legal process. Harmony House is hosting the 10 th installment of the "Toast of the Vineyard" on September 20 th. Festivities include wine and specialty beer tasting, live entertainment, and a silent auction. Proceeds fund Harmony House's purpose and mission. The Ohio County Strings Association is comprised of teachers and parents that provide support to all of the Strings students within Ohio County. As a non-profit organization, they rely on the generosity of others to maintain the program. This past weekend, Ohio County Strings hosted the "Night at the Races" to help raise funds for music education. Bordas & Bordas sponsored this year's successful installment. Bordas & Bordas is honored to be involved with such outstanding organizations and events. We will continue to reach out to community partners who are passionate about making a difference. As always, we encourage everyone to support these very worthy causes in any way possible.

David Zamora, just 43, died Saturday of crush injuries at a drilling site in Belmont County, Ohio. The Big Foot Pad off Ohio 149 was the location of the incident. The Sheriff indicated this was the first such death in the county, but loss of life at drilling sites has become common regionally, with a Greene County man losing his life in an explosion earlier this year, and multiple explosions and deaths occurring in West Virginia. The drilling of the Marcellus and Utica shale has brought an economic boost to the area, but the unprecedented pace of the work and company haste to cash in has also led to too much tragedy. Workplace injuries, wrongful deaths, burns, and drilling-site injuries continue to rise as regulators fail to keep pace with the various end-runs around the safety rules that companies attempt in order to keep the gas flowing. David Zamora had only been in Ohio a very short time. He leaves a young son (10) behind and other devastated family members in Texas. Our hearts go out to them and our wish is that companies learn to hold the line on safety better than they have thus far. No exigency of operation should take precedence over doing the jobs safely and correctly. No more workers should have to die before this lesson is learned.

On March 19, 2014, Fred Phelps, founder of the controversial Westboro Baptist Church, passed away at the age of 84. Though his death was not unexpected, due to his advanced age and declining health, it still sparked a tremendous response from the American public and media. Unlike deaths of other widely-recognized public figures, Phelps' death was not met with tears or candlelight vigils of remembrance. Many Americans instead expressed feelings that ranged from indifference to delight. Unfortunately, expressions of celebratory emotions in response to Fred Phelps' death are the very best tribute that could be paid to a man who dedicated much of his life to advocating hatred and making active efforts to disturb the peaceful remembrance of deceased American citizens, particularly military servicemen, by staging loud protests at funerals nationwide. Furthermore, not only does applauding the death of Fred Phelps essentially honor his memory and legacy of hatred and disruption, it does nothing to combat hateful actions of the Westboro Baptist Church, or other groups with similar messages, or to help protect and preserve the rights of those citizens the WBC aims to harm and oppress. Media outlets have been fairly vocal in their responses to celebratory or joyful reactions to Phelps' passing, taking the position that to express delight or to picket or protest the funeral of Fred Phelps ( an event which will not even occur) is to give homage to the deceased founder's goals. Interviews with Christian leaders of different branches of Christianity have reminded us that it is directly contrary to Christian values to fight hatred with hatred, and that Christianity calls upon us to love even our enemies. Despite being the group most aggressively targeted by Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church, gay and lesbian rights organizations have also spoken out in opposition to a celebratory reaction to Phelps' passing. Many have been quick to remind Americans that there is an important difference between taking delight in the death of Fred Phelps, or any other WBC member or any other anti-gay activist, and taking delight in the end of the Westboro Baptist Church's hateful messages and actions. Phelps' death does not signify the end of hatred for the WBC or any others who share in the groups' mission or positions. Phelps' death does not guarantee any greater amount of respect or acceptance in the United States. And celebrating Phelps' death does not guarantee progress either. Regardless of your opinion about Fred Phelps, his death, the Westboro Baptist Church, and the church's messages and missions, civil society requires us to hold and share our opinions in a way that is respectful to all. Celebrating the death of human being is not a respectful way to express an opinion, and does nothing to advance the messages of tolerance, acceptance and love needed to undo damage done by Phelps and the WBC. People can, and should, continue to celebrate victories against hatred, bigotry, oppression and violation of human rights in the United States, but the objective should be proactive, rather than reactive. Instead of reveling in the death of Fred Phelps, we can take positive actions that help to reduce his footprint on our society. Take the time to listen to a person whose choices or lifestyle you may not quite understand. Resist the urge to make a negative, mean, or hateful comment, even when you may have been offended by another's words or actions. Write to your representatives in Congress advocating for human rights issues about which you feel strongly. Refrain from passing judgment or characterizing an entire group of people based on the actions of one individual member. Donate to an organization that helps those struggling with mental, physical or emotional problems beyond their control. But whatever you do, just remember that death is never a victory.

A few months back, my husband and I purchased a white leather sofa set that was absolutely gorgeous and placed it in our formal living room. After a mere three weeks of admiring these pieces, I noticed red ink smiley faces eloquently drawn on different spots of the larger sofa. As you can imagine, my face must have been as red as the ink! I immediately went to the source - my 4 year old, Shauney. She looked downward as she explained she found the red pen and just couldn't help but make these beautiful smiles on the blank slate she had before her and simply couldn't resist. Thankfully, the ink came out, and now you can hear my 4 year old recite the happenings of that day. "When I have a pen in my hand, I must think - what am I going to do, and use only paper for ink pens, just put it down." Over and over she will repeat this as she tells the story of that Saturday morning. Today, a few months later, I can chuckle a bit as I realize the temptation this huge white blank slate must have presented to my precious child and it has prompted me to reflect upon some of the things that these kids have gotten into over the years. They've all made an imprint in my memories some of which I am sure they prefer to forget. Let's start with my oldest, Samantha. She was cleaning her room to help Mommy and couldn't have been more than 5 or 6, if that, at the time. She dusted the entire bedroom with baby powder. In her defense she had good intentions. I mean, makes sense to me, after all, you put on baby powder after cleaning yourself in a shower, right? Charles, my 16 year old. As I hopped in the shower, he managed to get into the Hershey's syrup and squirted it on the living room pale gray carpet when he was just a wee tot. To this day, neither of us can figure out why he did this. Aleigha, my 13 year old. One summer day while I was at work, she went to play with my mother-in-law's neighbor. She was probably around age 6 or so. I received a nervous telephone call from my mother-in-law stating that Aleigha's friend seemed to think she could give Aleigha a little hair cut. Her bangs were mostly gone. When I arrived home from work that day, Aleigha was excited because she felt she had the look of the new Willlie Wonka. So, she loved her new look. No big deal...I mean, after all, at age 4 she wore a band aid in the center of her forehead as she simulated the look of the pop artist Nelly that year! Remember that? I am a bit perturbed as they always seem to find that few minutes as a window of opportunity to prepare these surprises for me. I've thought of so many things I could have written and submitted to the Reader's Digest section Laughter is the Best Medicine. Translating is a fun job too. Shauney will tell the big kids - stop coughing me. Translated, stop copying me. Charles fell to the ground in his full Steelers uniform one Sunday as his hero, Tommy Maddox, was seriously injured on the field, giving way to the beginning of a very successful career for Ben Roethlisberger. But, he could onlysee the end for Tommy and shouted, "I hate Ben Roffwisberger." That's right - said it just how I spelled it here. Years ago, my husband had an office in our house and almost daily, the Fed Ex man would come with a package. This day in particular, he had signed for his package noticing he still had on the nail polish he let Aleigha put on him the evening before. What a good man he is --  Hopefully, the Fed Ex man didn't really notice! So, many stories, so much fun. Looking back, I wouldn't change any of it. Somehow, someway, it works out. All is well! If you have a story to make us chuckle, share it, after all laughter is the best medicine and children can make the grumpiest of them all smile.

With the azaleas in bloom and green jackets on full display, The Masters Golf Tournament gets underway this week in Augusta, Georgia. While most of the traditions of the golf tournament billed as "A Tradition Unlike Any Other" will be gracing our television sets, there will be one notable absence this year --- Tiger Woods. For the first time since he was in high school some twenty years ago, Woods will not be teeing it up at golf's grandest stage. Instead, he will be at home recovering from back surgery, the latest in a string of setbacks that have occurred since Tiger last won a major tournament in 2008. It is almost inconceivable that Woods has not won a major in nearly six years. After all, he had become the most famous athlete in the world. He was a once in a generation type player who completely revolutionized the way that professional golfers are watched, paid, and play the game. He was the Babe Ruth, Muhammad Ali, and Michael Jordan of his sport. Yet, it all seemingly came crashing down on him both figuratively and literally when his car slammed into a tree in November 2009 after an incident at his home with his then-wife. Most of you know the story from there. It soon came to light that Tiger had not only been unfaithful in his marriage, but had been so in epic proportions. Woman after woman came forward stating that they had relations with him. Some reports indicate that there were well over 100 women. Tiger checked into an addiction clinic and ultimately made several other changes in his life, including firing his coach and caddie. Since that time, Woods has suffered numerous injuries, including those to his knee, Achilles, wrist, and back. He has failed to win a single major tournament. He has withdrawn from several other tournaments for various reasons. He has missed cuts in tournaments, something almost unheard of for him. And perhaps most shockingly, he has been accused of multiple rules violations, with some in the media and others going so far as to call him a cheater (on the golf course, not just in his marriage). Now, he has undergone back surgery and is missing the tournament that means the most to him for the first time in his career. All of this has led some people to state that God is punishing Tiger Woods for his infidelity and sexual escapades. While Tiger has certainly seemed to have quite a negative run of fortune in many ways, I would dispute that God is punishing Tiger for his behavior. First, Tiger was actually winning and wildly successful professionally when he was carrying on the way that he was. Just because we didn't know about his actions until November 2009 doesn't mean that God didn't know until then. God knew all along. Second, Tiger is still the number one ranked golfer in the world. And third, and most importantly, I don't believe that God is a merciless God who looks to inflict harm after harm upon us because of our transgressions. Just as we are sometimes disappointed with the actions of our own children, God is sometimes disappointed in our actions. But, at the same time, just as we would never inflict harm after harm upon our own children just because they disappoint us, God too acts in that manner. He continues to watch over us, want the best for us, and love us no matter how badly we may behave. Tiger Woods is no different than the rest of us. We all have ups and downs in our lives. We all face health issues at some point. We all make our fair share of mistakes. Despite that, God loves us. So, I feel confident in saying that whatever Tiger Woods has had to battle, it isn't because God is punishing him. It's because he is human.