We call my cousin Marshall the Bionic Man. Rheumatoid Arthritis has left him with 2 knees, 2 shoulders, and 1 hip all made of titanium. Add to that a couple of skiing accidents in the 1960s and a thumb lost to a saw mill in 1983, and he's truly claimed his moniker. He's still the best water-skier around, causing anchored boaters to gawk at his wake-skipping steely-faced flair. Here he is at the wheel, tugging our other cousin, Will, on this beautiful Saturday afternoon.