Jack, Mike Cory and Steve a week after Jack’s open heart surgery. At this point, we didn’t think Jack would make it.

Amy is a “God Works in Mysterious Ways Believer.” Things don’t need to make sense for her to believe, they just have to “feel right.” Amy sees God’s hand in everything. I think such a deity would have too many hands, even in India. I chalk a lot more up to coincidence than my wife does.

Still, I tell people I’m a believer, too. Most who know me raise their eyebrows when I say that. Usually they allow me a conditional qualification. Because I think that religion needs to agree with proven science, I’m told that I’m a “believer of sorts.” It’s all an argument of semantics.