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    <h3 class="title">"False Words are not only Evil in Themselves, but they infect the Soul with Evil" -<em>Plato</em></h3>
    <h4 class="titlesmall">UPDATE: September 28, 2007</h4>
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    <p>I recently returned from visiting my daughter and grandson in Amsterdam, 
      Netherlands; during which time I met with a lawyer and counselor with the 
      World Court in The Hague. Why am I mentioning it and what relevance does 
      it have to the subject matter presented on this web site &#8211; www.justiceatwhatprice.com? 
      As I continue, you will not only see the relevance, but you will feel the 
      pain he and others are experiencing as a result of &#8220;despicable acts&#8221; 
      by those referenced in previous updates.</p>
    <p><strong><u>For the record:</u></strong> the gentleman of whom I speak and 
      with whom I met in the Netherlands shall remain nameless, until such time 
      as he may allow me to acknowledge his persona.</p>
    <p>For the purposes of this update (and potentially one and possibly two additional 
      updates) and in order to accurately project insights made during my European 
      travels and for my convenience, I shall refer to this gentleman as &#8220;Al&#8221;.</p>
    <p>Al, a former resident of Central Massachusetts, a former resident of the 
      Washington, DC area, and now a resident of the Netherlands, was made aware 
      of the issues and complaints filed against me by the Mangsen&#8217;s from 
      relatives here in Central Massachusetts. Approximately a year ago, Al contacted 
      me asking if I would share documents referenced on this web site with him; 
      as he could not believe what I was dealing with. Among the documents provided 
      was the actual audio tape of the conspiracy clearly delineated during the 
      December 9, 2003 meeting of the State Board of Funeral Directors and Embalmers.</p>
    <p>I guess I ought to clarify for you why Al was interested in these issues 
      all the way over in the Netherlands. You see approximately 8 years ago, 
      early on in my employment at Nordgren Memorial Chapel, I received a phone 
      call early one morning from a gentleman with whom I sang in the Choir during 
      the annual Sunday of Orthodoxy services signifying the beginning of Lent. 
      The gentleman was crying (almost uncontrollably) as he told me his 2 year 
      old grandson died a short time earlier in his crib at home, and could I 
      come immediately? I stated, &#8220;I would be there in 20 minutes, and had 
      the parish priest been notified?&#8221; His response, &#8220;The Good Father 
      is here with us&#8221;.</p>
    <p>I arrived at the residence and was greeted outside the home by the grandfather 
      as we hugged and cried together for a few moments. After a time, he was 
      able to inform me that his grandson had awakened at about 4:30AM, at which 
      time his mother went into his room, covered him, and he went back to sleep. 
      When his parents went into his room at 6:15AM he wasn&#8217;t breathing 
      &#8211; and had died.</p>
    <p>Together, we walked into the house &#8211; now filled with relatives &#8211; 
      the majority crying hysterically, while the priest was comforting the mother 
      and father as best he could. As I entered the living room area, an eerie 
      silence filled the room. I immediately acknowledged the parish priest and 
      hugged the mother and father of the baby &#8211; the 3 of us crying while 
      we embraced each other. At that moment, I felt their pain and no longer 
      was the funeral director, but a family member. I took the mother and father 
      into the room where the baby laid in his crib, already having been pronounced 
      by paramedics; and I placed the baby in the arms of the mother and father 
      as they sat together on a bench adjacent to the crib. As I got up to leave 
      the room, I instructed the father to come into the next room when it was 
      time for me to take their son to the funeral home to be prepared to join 
      the Good Lord &#8211; and I left the room.</p>
    <p>About 15 minutes later (it seemed like hours), the father came out and 
      said, &#8220;Phil, we&#8217;re ready&#8221;. I asked the father if he wished 
      to carry his son to the waiting funeral home vehicle with me, to which he 
      responded, &#8220;Can I?&#8221; While all family members were instructed 
      to wait inside the home, the father, mother, parish priest and I walked 
      together to the vehicle with the father carrying his infant son. I took 
      the young lad, stated he would be with me, and I would return in four hours 
      to discuss arrangements with them.</p>
    <p>I conducted the funeral at NO cost to the family, with the only expense 
      incurred by them being the cost of purchasing a family lot in the Orthodox 
      Section at Hope Cemetery and the cemetery&#8217;s cost of opening and closing 
      of the grave.</p>
    <p>&#8220;What does all this have to do with Al, you ask?&#8221;</p>
    <p>Al was present that tragic morning and was a great uncle to that young 
      boy that died in his crib. Al was so taken by the approach I took and the 
      comfort I provided he and his family just by my presence that emotional 
      morning, that when he was informed by family members of allegations and 
      accusations made against me by the Nordgren folks and the State Board, he 
      just needed to learn more.</p>
    <p>During our discussions of the past year, Al reminded me of something that 
      so moved me several years ago, and something he would never forget. For 
      you see, the young mother and father of this beautiful boy, who left this 
      life so unexpectedly and without notice to return to the Good Lord, would 
      soon be the parents of a second child as the mother was pregnant at the 
      time of the death of her son. The young parents were soon to be the parents 
      of a beautiful little girl. Upon leaving the hospital after the birth with 
      their new found joy, the young mother directed her husband to drive home 
      via Lincoln Street in Worcester. Perplexed, but not wanting to question 
      his wife, the father drove up Lincoln Street. When they approached 300 Lincoln 
      Street, the wife asked her husband to turn into Nordgren Memorial Chapel. 
      The husband then knew why 300 Lincoln Street was the destination. </p>
    <p>Together, the young couple exited their vehicle with the new baby girl 
      in the arms of the mother, and together the three of them entered Nordgren 
      Memorial Chapel. Without stopping, they walked directly into the office 
      and by chance I was in the office at the time. With tears in their eyes 
      and a slight smile on their faces they introduced me to their new daughter 
      and together we hugged once again. </p>
    <p>The young mother then said, &#8220;Before I could bring our new bundle 
      of joy home, I needed to show her to you and to let you know we are alright 
      and will be O.K. You have meant so much to us and always will&#8221;. Together, 
      we walked to their car, hugged once again, and off they went with their 
      new born daughter to begin their life anew.</p>
    <p>Al said to me, &#8220;Phil, I have never witnessed a situation or set of 
      circumstances where &#8220;the power of presence&#8221; was more important 
      or had such &#8220;profound significance&#8221; as it had when you entered 
      the room that tragic morning several years ago and I met you for the first 
      time. I thanked Al for his comments, but quite frankly, until he contacted 
      me a year or so ago to learn why I was unable to practice as a funeral director, 
      I did not recall who Al was or remember him. <em>I Do Now!</em></p>
    <p>I spent the best part of a day with Al in the Hague; several hours more 
      than I had anticipated answering questions as a result of the voluminous 
      documents that I had forwarded to him and that he had reviewed during the 
      previous 12 + months. His overall impression was &#8220;shock and dismay&#8221; 
      at the failure of government to see through the obvious charade that the 
      Mangsen&#8217;s and their attorney with the support and cooperation of the 
      State Board Chairperson (Kazlauskas) and the Division of Professional Licensure 
      Investigator (Bresnahan) to fabricate facts that did not exist in order 
      to achieve their desired objectives. Al likened it to the Duke University 
      case and the actions of the District Attorney, Mike Nifon.</p>
    <p>Al turned his focus to the Administrative Hearings Counsel (Anne Colleton) 
      in the matter, whose participation was clearly to act as a judge, hear all 
      the facts and testimony from the prosecution and defense, and make a judgment 
      based on the credibility of the verifiable evidence gathered by Investigator 
      Bresnahan. Additionally, Administrative Hearings Counsel Colleton had the 
      obligation and responsibility to determine the credibility of the accusers, 
      their rationale and ulterior motives, and the accuracy of their statements 
      vs. testimony of witnesses. </p>
    <p>Al pummeled me repeatedly with questions concerning the actions and statements 
      made by Colleton during the Administrative Hearings after reading the official 
      record documented by a court reporter. &#8220;This woman (Colleton) was 
      out of line time and time again&#8221;, stated Al. He then identified no 
      less than a dozen instances wherein Colleton&#8217;s statements and/or actions 
      were suspect, inappropriate, and blatantly biased and prejudiced. Al then 
      asked for a copy of the audio tapes of the administrative hearings, for 
      he wanted to hear for himself the discussions and discourse of each of the 
      instances referenced above. Al was unaware of the fiasco concerning the 
      inaudible audio tapes of six (6) of the seven (7) days of hearings (one 
      day of hearings tapes are still missing) and that the Division of Professional 
      Licensure and specifically Colleton charged me $172.00 for inaudible audio 
      tapes of the testimony of all witnesses in the proceedings. </p>
    <p>&#8220;Thank God, you had a court reporter documenting the proceedings, 
      or you would have NO RECORD moving forward as you seek justice,&#8221; said 
      Al. You could see in Al&#8217;s eyes and his mannerisms that he was truly 
      troubled by what he had read, what he had heard as a result of his unending 
      questions of me during the past several hours, and the resulting decisions 
      and actions of Commonwealth of Massachusetts elected and appointed officials. 
    </p>
    <p> &#8220;Phil, when I read on the web site your statement concerning the 
      <em> <strong>Conspiracy, Corruption, Incompetence, and Cover Up</strong></em> 
      by the State Board and Division of Professional Licensure, on the surface 
      I could only consider it a bit &#8216;over-the-top&#8217;. After reviewing 
      the complaints, reviewing your responses, reviewing the transcripts of testimony 
      presented, reviewing all supportive documentation, reviewing the process 
      afforded you, and now speaking with you; it is apparent to me and any objective 
      observer that not only was there an obvious conspiracy, not only is there 
      blatant corruption, not only is incompetence running rampant throughout 
      the State Board and Division of Professional Licensure; but you have an 
      obligation to expose this injustice even though it may well mean loss of 
      positions for many, fines for others, and potentially incarceration for 
      one obvious corrupt investigator&#8221;.</p>
    <p>You would think that Al&#8217;s validation of and support of the conclusions 
      I have presented herewith during the past 2 1&#8260;2 years would be a source 
      of comfort to me. But it wasn&#8217;t. I began to tremble a bit, and Al 
      asked, &#8220;Are you O.K.?&#8221; I responded, &#8220;It is not now nor 
      has it ever been my desire to see anyone hurt or be hurt as a result of 
      their unjust statements, actions, assertions, allegations, and now decisions. 
      My only intent from the outset was for these people &#8211; the Mangsen&#8217;s, 
      their advisors, and all state personnel to be honest with themselves and 
      for the lies to go away. It is clear (or should be to all) the Mangsen&#8217;s 
      wanted me out of Nordgren Memorial Chapel (apparently they felt my usefulness 
      was no more) since they now had majority ownership of the funeral home. 
      The State Board became so engrossed in the lies and distortions without 
      verifying the facts that nothing made sense other than a conviction at any 
      cost.&#8221;</p>
    <p>Seeing how hurt I was and yet the compassion I had for those involved, 
      Al asked if I had ever visited the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican in Rome. 
      I stated, &#8220;I had not!&#8221; Al asked if I had a half hour more to 
      spend with him; and if so, he would make a call to rearrange plans he had. 
      I indicated I would make the time. After making a phone call which seemed 
      to last forever (as my curiosity was getting the best of me), Al returned 
      and the conversation turned to and was focused on the Sistine Chapel &#8211; 
      <strong><em>The conversation to be the subject of the next update scheduled 
      for October 8, 2007.</em></strong></p>
    <p>In concluding this update, I present to all of you who I have identified 
      as co-conspirators in one fashion or another in this charade as more and 
      more light is shed on your participation, the words of the late Dr. Martin 
      Luther King, Jr. &#8211; and I quote,</p>
    <p><strong><em>&#8220;Take the first step in faith. You don&#8217;t have to 
      see the whole staircase. Just take the first step.&#8221;</em></strong></p>
    <p>The relevance of this statement will be crystal clear to you in the next 
      update scheduled for <strong>October 8, 2007</strong>.</p>
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