Last Wednesday night, my brother Wade fell while playing hockey, broke his fibula and blew out the ligaments that held the tibia in place. They had to take him into surgery imediately and put 4 screws in his leg. He is doing alright, but is in a bit of pain. His plan was to leave camp this coming weekend, but God obviously had different intentions for him. He cannot put any pressure on that leg for 10 weeks, so for now he is staying with us on our couch and I am kinda glad to not have to say goodbye to him just yet.