Our Connection to Pro Football

Paul and Heath Evans at the 2007 Next Level Weekend in Mobile

I played park league football at Crawford Park in the late fifties and early sixties. I was fast and could catch most any pass thrown in my direction. I loved the game and thought about playing high school, but I discovered girls and they did not bruise me as badly as defensive players did (or at least I thought so at the time).

I remember the Houston Oilers coming to Crawford Park to practice. They were the size of Goliath and about as mean and ugly. I did not know people could throw or kick a ball so far. I went home that night and dreamed of playing in the pro ranks. As I already told you, girls interrupted that vision.

Later in life, I have befriended several prominent pro football players because of my connection with Christ. Six players now know me personally and I know them and I especially know their heart for the Lord.

Myron King, cornerback for the Cincinatti Bengals, was one of my former paramedic students and also worked for me as a paramedic for a medical services contract I had with DuPont in north Mobile County. Myron is one of the most awesome guys you'll ever meet. He is humble. In fact, he is so humble, I didn't even know he played pro football until after he graduated from my paramedic class. I wish I had that humility. If I was Myron, I would still be paying for a billboard reminding people of my glory days. If I had been David and slew Goliath, Psalms 1 would have be titled "How to select smooth stones to kill giants in your life." Psalms 2 would have been "Slingshot your way to glory." I tell you the truth, humility is not my best characteristic.

My pastor at Cottage Hill Baptist Church came to us from West Plam Beach. While there, he pastored a young man named Heath Evans. Heath went on to play at Auburn, Seattle Seahawks, Miami Dolphins, and New England Patriots. He shared the backfield in Seattle with one of my all time Alabama favorites, Shaun Alexander. Pastor Thomas encourage them to put on a football camp for our little players here in Mobile and to share the good news of Jesus Christ along the way. I remember nearly two hundred kids raising their hands accepting Christ as their Lord and Savior after Heath, Shaun, and Pator Keith gave the invitation. Health and Shaun preached our Sunday service that week. It truly was a "Next Level Weekend" as the event was called.

Hurricane Katrina caused the event to be cancelled the following year as Shaun and Heath could not fly in due to the weather. I felt sure Satan knew the impact these two guys are having on the kingdom and did all he could to keep them away. They did make it again last year.

Shaun asked the kids during lunch and after a hard workout at Ladd-Peeples stadium all morning how many times they thought he kissed his wife before they got married? They jumped up and shouted 10, 100, 1,000s of times. Shaun replied, “None!” I punched Dennis Hayford, our Minister of Sports Outreach and said, “Wow, I can’t touch that!” Dennis nodded, “Me neither.” Shaun told these kids that it was more important to him to be obedient to God than to satisfy his fleshly desires. When the pastor said, “You may kiss the bride,” that was the first time Shaun had ever kissed his wife. Now that is a man of integrity.

Later that Saturday evening Sharon and I got to sit on a couch at pastor’s house and talk one-on-one with Shaun and Heath. Both of these guys are spiritually bigger than they are physically big on the football field, and they are huge in that arena. Shaun has a joy about him that surpasses money and fame. If he had been the rich ruler Jesus asked to sell all you have and give it to the poor and follow me, Shaun would have been that camel that went through the eye of the needle. He would choose being poor here on earth to store his treasure in heaven. What is phenomenal is the Shaun’s diet is basically Doritos’s and coke. He is truly gifted.

Heath, on the other hand, worked very hard to get to the pros and maintains that ethic to stay in the pros. He was extremely disappointed by having to leave Shaun to go to Miami. God moved him from Miami to New England and he is making an impact on and off the field.

I got to play golf with Heath and Alex Lincoln (San Francisco 49’s) last year. That was a sight seeing these muscle bound guys swatting at a golf ball. When they did hit it, they hurt it. Even in the midst of frustration with a silly game, never once did Heath or Alex lose sight of the presence of a holy God in their life. I truly experienced the truth that Jesus was the most important person in their lives.

This year our camp changed to a “Seven on Seven” event for high school athletes from the Gulf Coast. We had teams from Mississippi and Mobile. We are loaded with talent in Mobile and the surrounding areas. Shaun decided to stay home this Summer and give all of his time to his family. Once again, he shows great integrity.

Heath once again shared his faith with these young men and 224 of them accepted Christ as their Lord and Savior. Halleluiah! I talked at length with Heath about his foundation that will impact the lives of many children and families who are being affected by sexual abuse. He has the call from God to make a difference in this arena too. I’ve added a link to Heath’s foundation. Please support it and get involved too. More than likely there is a child in our neighborhood being abused right now. That child may think there is no hope. We know better (Jeremiah 29:11).

Now we have a new connection to the Green Bay Packers and Defensive End Kabeer Gbaja-Biamila (KGB) via the Leap of Faith-Lambeau event on 7-7-2007 at Lambeau Field. Kabeer is a walking testimony to the Lord Jesus Christ. He is only 4.5 sacks away from breaking Reggie White's record for most sacks. Reggie was quite the man, but now Kabeer is God's man in Green Bay.

Maybe I should have focused on football instead of girls, but hey that is water under a very old bridge. The good news is God got me closer than I thought I could ever get to pro football. It is encouraging to see these fine young men represent Christ in a very dark arena. Please pray for all of them!

Why I Golf

If one does not play the game, then golf appears to be a stupid game that maybe should not even be listed as a sport. Again, that is for those that don’t play the game. As for the rest of the world, golf is a marvelous sport that one never masters.

I first started golfing because I was getting too old for softball and other action sports that could leave you with at least a sprained ankle. Many guys my age opt for fishing. Here is how I fish. I drive to Pensacola and visit Joe Patti’s Seafood Market. I always catch grouper, pompano, dolphin (mahi mahi), and other delicacies that slept in the Gulf of Mexico last night. They are cleaned, filleted, and wrapped in white paper. I don’t have a boat payment, huge gas bill to fill the boat, and a lot of “friends” who go fishing on the boat I don’t have. I get my shrimp, oysters, and crabmeat from my brother-in-law Greg at Lad and Dad’s Meat and Seafood Market here in Mobile (best ever). So much for my adventures in fishing (plus I am usually the guy “chumming” as I get nauseated when deep sea fishing.

Sharon had to attend a medical conference at Doral while Paul HAD TO PLAY GOLF on the Blue Monster. It is a tough job, but someone has to do it.

Golf is incredibly challenging. You hit a small hard ball with a club ill designed to do so from a tee box 400+ yards from a hole in the ground a little bit larger than a coffee cup. You have four shots to make it in par. Last Thursday I make it in 2 shots. My second shot was with a 7-wood from 187 yards out. At that instant, I made all the proper moves and loaded up my backswing like Tiger Woods and unleashed a line drive that found the cup like a heat-seeking missile finds its target. Of course, the next hole was an awakening as I knew Tiger’s number one world ranking was not in jeopardy, even though I almost birdied that par five hole.

Paul's tee shot on #9 hole of the Blue Monster at Doral CC in Miami. So close to a hole-in-one.

I played many sports and I have to say golf is the best game I ever played. As great as a game golf is, it is not the reason I love it so much. I have deeper reasons.

I gave my granddaughter Payton Brooke Fulford a set of junior golf clubs two years ago for Christmas. They sat in her room untouched until this year when she said, “Grand Paul, I think I would like to learn how to play golf.” She had to say no more.

I set up her first lesson with Duke, the head pro at Spring Hill College Golf Course. Duke was amazed at Payton’s natural posture and ability to hit a draw the first time she ever hit a golf ball. He seriously believes if she dedicates herself to the game, we could be watching her on Sundays at the LPGA. Now that cranks my tractor!

I befriending Chad Applin and volunteered to assist him with the golf team at Cottage Hill Christian Academy. Payton made the team and we had a marvelous time practicing and playing. We continue to take lessons and Duke believes in her more each time she hits the ball. I do too. She is a natural. We go out and play and I don’t give her anything as it won’t be long before she will be beating me like a drum.

The great news is that a female athlete in high school can get a free ride to college if they can consistently shoot in the low eighties. If they can shot in the low seventies, they can name the college they want to play for and get a college education at no cost. That is good news for her mom and me.

God is so good. He put me in a position where I am now also assisting another golf coach, this time on the college level. I am now working with Steve Hodges at Spring Hill College. I will be the assistant coach for the men’s team. Could it be that God already knows Payton Brooke will be a big time college star and he is preparing me to be her guide? I pray so as she is such a great kid and the world needs to see how wonderful she is too (even though I love hogging her for myself).

2006-2007 Middle School Team Members

The following are the CHBS Middle School students which are on the CHCA Golf Team:
Joshua Bethea, Grant Davis, TJ Dressler, Payton-Brooke Fulford, Tre' Larsen, Gabi Oubre', Adam Spiller.

Gospel Outreach League Fellowship (G.O.L.F.)

God laid this title on my heart in 2003. That fall, I started a golf league through Cottage Hill Baptist Church as an outreach ministry. Sharon and I felt it would honor God if we gave away one of our timeshare weeks to our condo located in Maui on Kapalua Golf Course. The winner each year gets that one-week vaction as the grand prize.

We tee off at 8:00 AM on the last Friday of each month at Spring Hill College Golf Course. We play the 36-Point System where we subtract a player's handicap from 36 to determine how many "points" he or she must pull to breakeven. Players get four points for a birdie, two points for a par,and one point for a bogey. Usually a player has excess points (around plus 4 to 8) and becomes the winner for the month. After play, we have a badger burger and hot dogs for lunch while either I or one of our staff at CHBC shares our testimony and the good news about Jesus Christ.

Anyone can play. Just show up between 7:00 - 7:30 AM on the last Friday of the month to get registered. The fee is only $35 and that includes lunch and prizes. We have golfers shooting anywhere from 68 to 108 so come on down and play a round with us.

One must play in eight of the tweleve events to be eligible for the grand prize and other annual awards. Monthly awards are gift certificates in the SHCGC Pro Shop for merchandise.

Now you know why I love golf!

Sharon is Online

Sharon is online every evening and mostly all day on Saturdays. She is not surfing the web or shopping, she is going to school. She completed her first year of online education at USA to be masters prepared in nursing administration.

The ivory tower finally leaned a little in favor of the adult student making it much easier for her to obtain her masters degree. She only goes to campus on a rare occasion she needs a reference book from the library. Most all of her resources are also found online. She has nurses from all over the South enrolled in her classes. Most of her assignments are writing papers. I’ve asked for a corner of her degree as I am suffering too as her face is usually stuck in front of her computer screen.

I am extremely proud of her. She has a 4.0 GPA. Imagine that, great looking and smart too! Not a day passes by that I don’t thank God for blessing me with her. She has completed 5 of the 11 courses required. Please pray for her as she spends many hours at work as the Director of Case Management and then comes home and spend many hours getting her Masters in Nursing Administration.

We pray that we will be able to have a social life after graduation, until then, please understand school takes precedence over most everything except God, family, and career.

Leap of Faith-Lambeau

Lambeau Field was constructed in 1957. They have never allowed a religious event to be held there in the fifty year history of this famous football stadium in Green Bay, Wisconsin. Sharon and I were a part of the team that conducted the very first faith-based event called "Leap of Faith-Lambeau." We, along with twenty-five other members of Cottage Hill Baptist Church, were missionaries on this incredible event held 7-7-2007. The theme of our event was repentance and the call was for Americans to get back to honoring God in their words, actions, and deeds.

My mentor, Dr. Kerry L. Skinner, was the keynote speaker. Repentance is his life message and if you were to invite him to speak to a group, the message would be just a Jesus’ first message, “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is near.” Matthew 4:17. In fact, his doctorate was entitled “The Joy of Repentance.” It is an awesome book that can be purchased at http://www.bcinstitute.com/books.htm I also recommend you get the workbook he coauthored with Dr. Henry Brandt called “The Heart of the Problem.”

One does not have to go far to see the need for repentance. Does Hardees’s really need a woman in a “oh my gosh, hide the kids” sexual TV commercial scene to sell a hamburger? Does Hollywood have any limits to how far the envelope is pushed? Does a man in the most powerful position in the world have to stand up and lie by saying, “I did not have sex with that woman?” Does his wife not divorce him because God helped her forgive him or it would hurt her own political ambitions? How far can we slide down this slippery slope until we cannot turn back?

Over 10,000 people attended the event at Lambeau Field. We made some observations. There is a giant “G” on top of the stadium and scoreboard. Why not a “GB” We believe the “G” stands for God, not Green Bay. Andy Lapins, a young evangelist with Transfired Ministries out of Redford, Michigan gave the Gospel invitation and over 750 people invited Christ to be their personal Savior and Lord. Rodney Mills, his wife and other musical talent from Mobile, Alabama led the inspired music. Although it was a hot day, the sun did not drive anyone away.

We may never know exactly the effects of this event. I had the job of capturing the event with digital photographs. Here are some expressions of people worshipping a God that is truly worthy.


Leap of Faith-Lambeau 1 - Praise God!


Leap of Faith-Lambeau 2 - The Joy of Repentance


Leap of Faith-Lambeau 3 - Best Scoreboard Ever


Leap of Faith-Lambeau 4 - Best Music!


Sharon with few team members from Cottage Hill and "KGB" Muhammed-Kabeer Olarewaju Gbaja-Biamila. He is a former follower of Islam who discover the truth (John 14:6) and now is as solid of a Christian as you will ever meet.


Sitting in a box high above the stadium with Kerry and Elaine Skinner before the event began. They are truly our best friends in Christ!


Sharon never misses an opportunity to shop. This time for a "cheesehead" for her brother Greg.














Asking for forgiveness of sins is common, but repentance is rare. Kerry taught a simple five-step process for repentance:

Step 1 - I confess, "I am wrong. I have sinned."

Step 2 - I say to God, "I am sorry. I have sinned."

Step 3 - I ask, "God, forgive me of my sins."

Step 4 - I ask, "God cleanse me of my sins."

Step 5 - I ask, "God, empower me."

Of course, you may always call on Sharon and me to help you through this process. The first time is like cleaning a house that has dirty dishes everywhere and clothes lying all over the floor, etc. The next time (which will be tomorrow), you may dirty a dish or two and it is much easier to clean your house this time. Remember, it is not a hard job for God to clean your house. If you are worrying if this is too small for God, then ask yourself, "Is anything big to God?"

Please pray that repentance will spread as a result of Leap of Faith-Lambeau!

Paul Shares Death Experience with Spring Hill Medical Center Management Team

Paul was invited back for the third time this year to speak to Vice Presidents, Directors, Supervisors, and other managerial staff of Spring Hill Medical Center. His message is powerful and helps people to deal with so much death and dying as is seen in the medical profession.

Doctors, nurses, paramedics, and allied health practitioners keep mental statistics on their own performance over the span of their careers. These well-educated and highly-trained professionals drop everything they are doing when the "code" is sounded over the hospital's intercom system or EMS communication network. They rush in to revive life to a body when the heart fails to beat. They pump on chests and blow into mouths to mimic what the body should be doing on its own. They push cardiac drugs into the bloodstream and apply electrical shocks to the heart muscle in extraordinary effort to save life. When all this effort works they put another notch on the staff in their medical caduceus insignia and wear a smile that lasts until the next code is called, at least that is how it appears outwardly.

Secretly, and very much inwardly, they weight the wins to the losses as if the dead themselves are grading their performances. Unfortunately, the losses far outweigh the wins. Baseball players get paid millions to play a game and are graded by batting averages, with greatness falling in the 0.300-0.400 range. A medical professional can lose one "game of life" and never overcome the loss. It is a heavy burden to carry that few understand outside the ranks of these professionals.


SHMC Retreat at Five Rivers facilities on the Causeway.



Paul shared how he, a former medical professional, laid on an ER stretcher surrounded by a team of experts desperately fighting the odds to "save" his life on February 12, 1990. This was a unique event as these expert medical professionals were all Paul's former students. He had trained the EMTs and paramedics that responded to his home address. He taught the nurses and physicians at the ER in specialty courses such as the American Heart Association's Advanced Cardiac Life Support (ACLS) course. The scene was extra tense as the student is not suppose to have to render care he or she learned from the teacher on the teacher in a real life scenario.

The environment was charged even more by an audience of onlookers who viewed the blow-by-blow account. These were former paramedic partners, EMTs and coworkers who taught emergency medical courses with Paul at the University of South Alabama. These medics had a radio relay set up that reached all the way to Baton Rouge to give former students now working in the field an ongoing report of outcomes from this therapy or that procedure.

Within minutes upon arrival at the ER, Paul viewed the ECG monitor and saw his heart go from a sinus bradycardia (slow heart rate of 32) to ventricular tachycardia (over 200 beats per minute). The team scrambled to combat this rapid increase in heart rate. His heart quickly converted to ventricula fibrillation (heart is electrically haywire with no pumping action)and the team prepared to give Paul electrical shocks to the chest equalling 3,000 volts of energy. The scene was intense as the drama unfolded.

I was registering Paul into the ER. My counterpart at my sister hospital where Paul was taken came and took me by the arm. I thought Paul was recovering and she was taking me back to see him. Instead, Suzanne detoured me to the "Grieving Room." As a nurse manager of an ER, I knew what this meant. That meant Paul had died and she had to break the bad news to me. I instantly cried out, "NO! NO! This can't be, I didn't get to kiss him goodbye!" Friends and family gathered in the lobby praying mightily to an awesome God to save Paul's life.

In the midst of all the surrounding chaos, Paul experienced the most awesome event of his life. He had actually welcomed death as the pain was too intense to bear. He shared with the good people of Spring Hill Medical Center that seconds after his heart went into ventricular fibrillation that his soul came up out of his "carcass" and that he could see his former students frantically working on his lifeless body to restore life.

Paul's soul didn't hang around to see the effort being expended. His soul quickly ascended through the ceiling of the ER into a vastness. But, before he arrived at the destination he was heading to, he found himself back on the stretcher of the ER. His heart had only stopped for 33 seconds, but it felt like much more time to Paul. The pain stopped immediately at death and this was an opportunity for him to get a second wind and gain the strength to fight death once more. Within a minute or two after returning to this life, the intense pain returned to Paul's chest. Two hours later, after much medical team effort, morphine, and cardiac medications, Paul's heart once again fibrillated and stopped pumping blood.

This time, once again, his soul ascended from his body. He completed the vast journey this time and wound up in the arms of a Holy God in heaven. He was bathed in a light that was too bright to describe with words. He felt totally healed, even to the point that his hair felt good (which he has never experienced before or after his near death). He never felt such love, security and comfort. He reached eternity. He saw life on the other side of death.

Suddenly, while still in the arms of Jesus, he once again found himself instantly back in the hospital and on the ER stretcher, but this time with an assurance that he would be just fine. He managed to raise his head and stabilize the frantic scene by exclaiming, "Guys, I'm okay, but you really need to calm down." The room cheered in laughter.

Paul was able to tell the medical professionals of Spring Hill Medical Center that he no longer tells anyone that he resuscitated over 500 people from death in his paramedic career, nor did he suffer the feelings that he lost thousands more people whom he did not resuscitate. The fact of the matter is that he didn't save anyone, nor did he lose anyone. Jesus made it completely clear that who lives and who dies was not Paul's choice but rather God's.

That freed Paul up from years of suffering inwardly from seeing so much death. Paul relayed to these medical professionals that the key to surviving the practice of medicine was not by judging their code performances on outcomes. If a person died, it was not their actions that caused it. Paul can prove that the drugs and defibrillations he received while he was clinically dead were not what restored his life. It was God's decision to allow these procedures to produce the results He wanted. God is in control of outcomes, not doctors, nurses, and paramedics!

Paul also shared that heaven is a place that he did not want to leave. For the first time ever, he really understood Philippians 1:21 "To live is Christ and to die is gain." Eternal life in heaven is not punishment, rather a reward. It is a promotion. Death of a Christian should be a celebration as nothing on earth compares to being in the light of a Holy God, bathed in an unconditional love that supersedes our understanding.

You could almost see the managers as they received comfort from years of dealing with death and dying. Paul ended by saying, "One day you may hear that I have died. Don't believe it, I've just changed addresses!"

Paul is completing his book, "The Joy of Dying" and will share to everyone all the exact details of this amazing day and his life after death.

Paul is also inviting everyone he knows, right now, to his funeral sometime in the future (date to be determined). Paul wants to put the "fun" back into funerals. He is planning his own celebration of life and promotion to heaven in death. He will break every tradition and make it a true celebration. If you know Paul, you know his love of food and it will be a major feast for one thing. He will also demand that no one leaves and follows a hearse to a lonely cemetary to see his carcass laid to rest (how morbid is that). He is not in that carcass that is in that casket, but rather his has transcended into heaven. Let the dead bury the dead. Those that are alive will stay behind at the church and truly celebrate Paul's life.

Since he knows himself better than anyone else, he plans to preach his own funeral. It is a top secret project that he is working on and even I cannot see the script he is writing. I do know that he wants everyone to know the truth, Jesus is alive and well and has prepared a place for them in heaven. He has been in the presence of Jesus, one-on-one on February 12, 1990. He knows God's heart and will share it at his funeral, whenever that may be. Know this, Paul Ezelle is living his eternal life right now. If you are around him, you will hear about his best friend, Christ Jesus.

Don't wait to celebrate Paul's life at his funeral. Call him today. He has time for you.

Hawaii 2007

Every time we vacation in Hawaii we say the next time we're buying one way tickets and staying for good. It truly is paradise lost. This was an incredible time for relaxation for Sharon as she gives so much to her church, her job, her family...not to mention that I am a full time job too.

Here are a few photos of our most recent trip to Oahu and Maui:




Our timeshare condo in the background (it was a real special deal) and a few of the neighborhood girls...(Sharon is the one with the lighter tan)



Best way to shop for coconuts!



Diamond Head in the background at Waikiki Beach in Honolulu.



Magnificent blue water!



Totally relaxed in Oahu!



Ain't that sweet!



Lets go shopping!



Tryouts for the hulu review...


The hulu review (we didn't make the team).


We are planning on going back early 2009 and taking Sharon's mom and dad, brother (and his family) and our kids and their families. Now that will be a great family reunion. Will they allow that many Alabamians in Hawaii at one time?

Don't leave this life without seeing Hawaii, it will be as close as one can get to heaven before one dies.

Grand Paul and Sharon

Each of our four grandchildren have more grandparents than one expects to have. A long long time ago that may have seemed an oddity, but unfortunately, today, is quite common. Since my first marriage ended in divorce, my two children from that marriage ended up with a new set of step-parents on both the paternal and maternal side of their family. This creates a need for unique names for dad and mom. I remember being called "Daddy Paul" so not to be confused with "Daddy Don." When my children had children, I rapidly stood first in line and took the name "Grand Paul" which was not really original. Grand Paul is the common name for grandpa in France. With a name like Monsieur Ezelle, it worked fine for me. They all call Sharon "Sharon" as she probably will never fit into that "grandma" image.

I'll have to agree with countless thousands before me that life would be much simpler if we could just fast forward to the grandparent part of our life. Grandchildren are our true reward for not eating our young as so many in the animal kingdom do. God knew best when he created man to be separate from animals. I know you think your grandchildren are the best, but that is simply because you don't know mine.

Here is a "more than a baseball card" rundown of the greatest kids to ever breath air (From oldest to youngest):


PAYTON BROOKE FULFORD

I thought my daughter Jennifer Lynn was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen when Dr. Marston came out and got me from the waiting room at St. Joesph's Hospital in Tampa and escorted me to see my first born for the first time. She glowed with a radiance beyond description. She was as perfect as one could expect a newborn to be, beautiful skin, excellent tone, incredible physique, and my little girl. I knew she was a gift from God even before I knew God. she spoke her mind, even with her first cries that still ring so joyously in my mind. She has always brought me joy, but none so much as my first grandchild Payton Brooke.

I was out of town when Payton Brooke was born (doing that Harry Chapin's "Cat's in the Cradle" thing) and had to rush home to see this bundle of joy and happiness. Holding her for the first time was again a confirmation that God was good (and this time I did really know God on a personal basis). It was obvious He knew me too and blessed me once again. Sorry Jenn, but PB (peanut butter)passed you by at first sight and became the new apple of my eye.

Like her mom, PB is very intellectual and achieving scholastically. She has incredible ability to recite anything from Bible verses, to songs all the way to full-length plays. Her first acting job at Cottage Hill Baptist Church was a little tedious for the other actors as PB not only learned her lines, but theirs too, and reminded them when they deviated from the script. She had to learn what improvisation meant before she drove everyone batty. I will not be even slightly surprised if she becomes and actress. If that happens, she won't qualify for the "dumb blond" rolls. I'm sure she will also be more concerned in glorifying God than in pleasing the world.

I am convinced there is nothing PB can't do. She is extremely athletic and excels at any sport she tries, and she has tried them all with the exception of organized football. She will soon be a black belt in Taekwondo and, like Mr. T., I "pity the poor fool" who believes she is dainty. Like the best of those trained in martial arts, she has incredible restraint and probably will just let them think she is dainty.

Some of the greatest times of my life has been the time we share together in golf. She is my reason to be a golf coach. The first time she set up to hit a golf ball was a picture of the perfect stance and posture and could have been published on the cover of Golf Digest. She has an incredible ability to repeat her swing exactly the same way each time, which is a major factor and key to greatness in the game of golf.

Amazing opportunities are available to female high school seniors who can shoot in the low eighties. Many colleges will offer them full rides just to get them on their golf team. I believe PB will be in the low seventies and will have all the big schools salivating over getting her on their roster when she gets to the twelfth grade. Not only will she have a great college career, she will be playing in the LPGA one day, just you wait and see.


TRENTON GRIFFEN FULFORD
Infectious: "Tending to spread from one to another." (Webster's Unabridged Dictionary)

Infectious Smile: "See photo of Trenton Fulford" (Webster's Unabridged Dictionary)

No joke, his smile is the most infectious thing we've every seen! Our combined medical experience encompasses 67 years of experience...that is time enough to see many infections.

He also has mastered, at a ripe old age of six, when to incorporate the smile and when to throw down the "Mr. Pitiful" expression. He plays Sharon and me like an X-box, 24/7. Of course, that is okay because we allow ourselves to be playable (to an extent). He genuinely runs in the living room when we visit and yells at the top of his voice "Grand Paul and Sharon" and makes us feel most welcomed.

He is a good boy, with the biggest heart and best personality. He loves to laugh and lets me know when I am and am not funny. He is the kind of kid that you can lay in the grass with and make hundreds of imaginary images from the clouds filling the sky. You may not see what he sees, but he really does see them and it is just fun watching him create.

He has a future that will be hugely depended on his intellect. He will probably outshine my son Jay, who was a prodigy entering college at 15 and law school at 19. I would not be surprised if Trenton does not even start out as a clerk in Jay's law firm. Like Jay, Trenton loves to read and is inquisitive about everything.

Unfortunately he has great charm too and already is a "chick" magnet. This is being called cute now at this age but we pray that his focus turns to be a lover of God and vowing to be pure in His eyes. Any Delilahs out there need to know that our little Samson's strength in not in his hair but in the God we love.



HELEN EZELLE

The first recipient of the Turner-Ezelle Brain Trust is this incredible gift from God who captured our complete attention the minute we first saw her. Unfortunately, we just don't get to see her often. We cannot comprehend those grandparents that complain about being used as babysitters by their children. We would love the opportunity to see our son's children that often. Actually it is a rare treat for us to get to visit and the time is always way too short. We love the fact that both our daughter and daughter-in-law choose to be stay at home moms and pour their lives into our grandchildren. Caroline is an incredible role model from Helen and if Helen grows up to be like her it will bless our hearts tremendously.

We replay Helen's every move over and over in our minds when traveling back home from Birmingham and then view instant mental replays on a daily basis thereafter. I have a feeling she will be invited for a command performance either to the White House or some foreign king or queen as she has that presence, a command performance presence. When you are in her presence, she commands your full attention and embraces you with exquisite grace. The world is her canvas and she will paint quite a picture with her life.

TURNER EZELLE

Turner is a group of genetically identical cells cloned directly from his dad. This was a legal form of cloning. If one could chose the cells to use to clone a son, then Jay's cells would be the premium selection. Jay was the perfect child from the day he was born. He, in fact, slept all night the first night we brought him home from the hospital and continued to never be a problem all his life. He is the son that you turn to God and say daily, thank you Jesus, what did I ever do to deserve such a gift from you. You overachieves in all he does and brings joy continuously.

Turner, so far, has mimicked Jay. Our only time in his presence was shortly after he was born and in that "sleep 23 hours out of a 24 hour day" mode. The rest of our knowledge is secondhand, but reliable. His pictures say much. He will be an incredible child, boy teenager and man. It is going to be fun to see him tackle the world with the same enthusiasm as Jay. Watch out world, here he comes...