Judge Pat DeWine Endorsed by Ohio Chamber of Commerce

Notes Judge DeWine’s judicial philosophy “guided by principle of judicial restraint”

Columbus – Earlier today, Judge Pat DeWine was notified by the Ohio Chamber of Commerce that its political action committee is endorsing his campaign for Ohio Supreme Court. In announcing the endorsement, Andrew E. Doehrel, President and CEO of the Ohio Chamber remarked that “Judge DeWine’s judicial philosophy is guided by the principle of judicial restraint”, and that Judge DeWine has written a number of opinions that support economic competitiveness in Ohio.

Speaking of the endorsement, Judge DeWine stated, “I am honored that the Ohio Chamber of Commerce has endorsed my campaign for the Ohio Supreme Court. The Chamber has long been a champion for thousands of small businesses in our state. I am pleased that it has recognized my commitment to a stable and predictable legal environment, fairness before the law, and judicial restraint.”

The Ohio Chamber of Commerce joins a growing number of groups, including the Ohio Farm Bureau and the Ohio State Medical Association, that have endorsed Judge DeWine.

The full press release from the Ohio Chamber of Commerce, as well as more information on the organization, is included below.

Ohio Chamber PAC Endorses O’Connor, Fischer, and DeWine for Ohio Supreme Court

The Ohio Chamber of Commerce Political Action Committee (OCCPAC) announced today its endorsement of Chief Justice Maureen O’Connor for re-election and the election of Judges Pat Fisher and Pat DeWine to the Ohio Supreme Court.

“During her tenure on the Supreme Court, Chief Justice Maureen O’Connor has demonstrated a strong commitment to interpreting laws and applying them as written, rather than legislating from the bench,” said Andrew E. Doehrel, President and CEO of the Ohio Chamber. “That commitment is critical for having a fair and predictable legal environment in Ohio, and we are pleased to again endorse her.”

Chief Justice O’Connor was endorsed by OCCPAC in 2002, 2008 and 2010. Her diverse background as an attorney, judge, prosecuting attorney and lieutenant governor have served her well as Ohio’s chief judicial office holder. The chief justice is running unopposed in November.

Judge Pat Fischer is running for the open seat created by the upcoming retirement of Justice Judith Lanzinger. “Judge Fischer’s judicial philosophy is consistent with the Ohio Chamber’s longstanding preference for candidates who do not attempt to legislate from the bench,” said Doehrel. Judge Fischer has spent more than two decades as an attorney in private practice. “Judge Fischer believes judges should enforce the constitution and statutes as written,” Doehrel continued. “We are proud to endorse a candidate who seeks bring consistency to the judicial process.”

Judge Pat DeWine is running for the open seat created by the upcoming retirement of Justice Paul Pfeifer. “Judge DeWine’s judicial philosophy is guided by the principle of judicial restraint, which OCCPAC agrees with,” Doehrel commented.

While serving on Ohio’s First District Court of Appeals, Judge DeWine has written a variety of opinions that resulted in favorable decisions which support economic competitiveness in Ohio in areas of law such as medical malpractice, discrimination, insurance, employment and workers’ compensation.

Justices on the seven-member Supreme Court are elected on a non-partisan basis to six-year terms. Their decisions can have a significant impact on Ohio’s economy, influencing the cost of goods and services, health care, education, and the general costs of running a business. The Ohio Chamber has been a leader in educating Ohioans about the importance of the court and is committed to performing this responsibility again in 2016.

The Ohio Chamber of Commerce is a champion for Ohio business so that our state enjoys economic growth and prosperity. With over 8,000 members, we have been the voice of business since 1893.

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Dear Friend,

As many of us take a moment today on George Washington’s birthday to consider and remember his extraordinary life, I wanted to pass along an editorial I had the pleasure of reading over the weekend written by Justice Antonin Scalia’s son, Christopher. I think George Washington would have been extremely proud not only that Justice Scalia interpreted our constitution the way in which it was written, but also that he was an exceptional family man (8 children, 36 grandchildren!) with a deeply held Christian faith that guided both his personal and professional life.

I have included the editorial below – I hope you take a moment to enjoy it.

Best,
Pat

My father, Antonin Scalia
By Christopher J. Scalia February 19 / Christopher J. Scalia is Antonin and Maureen Scalia’s eighth child and the father of two of their 36 grandchildren.

This past week, my eight brothers and sisters and I have been sharing memories of our father, Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia. We’ve told stories most of us have heard a million times, but that carry new meaning now. As proud as we are of his legacy as a jurist, of course it’s his presence in our personal lives that we’ll miss the most.

My own most vivid memories of Dad are set at the kitchen table. Someone once said to my brother, “You must have the most fascinating dinner conversations.” We always get a good laugh out of that one. It’s true that we’d often discuss law, history and politics. But Dad’s running gags ensured our kitchen would never be mistaken for a salon. Poor conversationalists got it worse than an unprepared lawyer during oral arguments: If anyone said “um,” Dad would lead a chorus of “ummmmmmms” to spotlight this oratorical shortcoming. Sometimes the umming would spiral into a rendition of “Thus Spoke Zarathustra.” (After his confirmation hearings, we were more than happy to point out that he had often said “uh” to the senators.)

Even when dinner conversation proceeded “um”-free, it could still descend into another of Dad’s favorite pastimes: crumpling his napkin into a ball and throwing it into one of our glasses. Counterattacks were futile, equipped as he was with a narrow wine glass.

Most nights after dinner, he’d go into his study to work. There, he was a distant figure, to be left alone to read and write. Sometimes when I came home late at night, his reading lamp would be on and I could see him through the window, leaning back in his chair with headphones on, listening to Bach as he drafted an opinion. Once inside, I’d knock on his door, say good night, then leave him to his work.

During one college break, he let me write my honors thesis in his study. Though thrilling at the time, in retrospect I was just a boy trying on his father’s suit.

My dad had a rich tenor voice, perfect for reading stories to his grandchildren – his rendition of “The Night Before Christmas” was an annual tradition – and for leading singalongs at parties (he also led on the piano) and on long car rides (the less said about our family’s cross-country drives, the better).

He drove us to Mass every Sunday. He brought with him his well-worn Roman Missal, its pages wrinkled from holy water and packed with decades-old prayer cards. His behavior during Mass was not always restrained. If he disagreed with a priest’s point during a sermon, he would lean forward, look toward my mother, and frown or shake his head. That was his dissent from the homily. On the other hand, if he liked a sermon, he’d tell the priest as much afterward. We all saw how important Mass was to him, his eyes closed, head bowed as he moved deep into prayer during the consecration and after Communion.

He was stricter than we would have liked, and I don’t mean with his originalism. We could have done without the weekends he made us work in the yard. I once tried to beg off mowing the lawn by pointing out that I had a cross-country meet that weekend. So he did it himself – after reminding me that a Supreme Court justice probably had better things to do, too.

Dad loved opera and classical music. He’d play conductor with the radio as intensely as a teenager playing air guitar. He enjoyed the Great American Songbook, too, plus country and bluegrass, and in recent years he and my mother came to know the musician Ricky Skaggs. And there was the steel pan band at my wedding reception. Amazed by the instrument’s sounds, Dad peppered the drummers with a million questions. It didn’t hurt that they played some Sinatra.
He loved the Yankees. My mother loves the Red Sox. This conflict makes their 55 years together almost as impressive as his friendship with Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

For many years, we played a touch football game at Thanksgiving. We called it the Scalia Bowl. It generally went well for about 30 minutes before someone – often Dad – would contest a call or debate the proper interpretation of a rule. Many games ended with one of us storming off the field in disgust. Luckily, no media were there to cover the event.

I used to worry that Dad might die without knowing how much we all loved him and how proud we were of him. I worried that regret would haunt us, that we’d wish we’d had the courage to tell him how we felt. But I think we did a good job of showing our love and pride. It turns out that the pain we feel now is as simple, direct and sharp as the sort of sentence Dad is famous for: We will never see him again.

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