Judy Lucas

This old lady handed her bank card to the teller and said "I would like to withdraw $10". The teller told her "For withdrawals less than $100, Please use the ATM." The old lady wanted to know why... The teller returned her bank card and irritably told her "These are the rules, please leave if there is no further matter. There is a line of customers behind you." The old lady remained silent for a few seconds and handed her card back to the teller and said "Please help me withdraw all the money I have." The teller was astonished when she checked the account balance. She nodded her head, leaned down and respectfully told her "You have $300,000 in your account but the bank doesn't have that much cash currently. Could you make an appointment and come back again tomorrow.?" The old lady then asked how much she could withdraw immediately. The teller told her any amount up to $3000. "Well please let me have $3000 now." The teller kindly handed $3000 very friendly and with a smile to her. The old lady put $10 in her purse and asked the teller to deposit $2990 back into her account. The moral of this story is, Don't be difficult with old people, they spent a lifetime learning the skill.!!

@catturd2 Had a paper route and babysat. Thanks to a bike I was able to do both jobs.

Bingo.

@NHLBlackhawks A fan favorite!! #2

Hockey Hall of Famer on the goal horn tonight!🚨

"My name's Harvey. I'm 68. I work the night shift at TravelCenter truck stop on I-40. Pump diesel, ring up snacks, clean showers. Same blue vest for thirteen years. Truckers fuel up, grab coffee, hit the road. Most are gone in fifteen minutes. But I see who stays parked. Like the trucker who'd been sitting in his rig for three days. Engine off. Never came inside except for bathroom. No food, no shower, just sitting. Fourth morning, I knocked on his cab. "You okay, buddy?" He rolled down the window. Looked exhausted. "Broke down. Waiting on parts. Can't afford to eat and fix the truck both. Truck wins." "When'd you eat last?" "Tuesday." It was Friday. I went inside, made him a hot dog, brought chips and coffee. "Store policy. Can't sell day-old stuff." It wasn't day-old. But he was starving. He cried eating that hot dog. Started noticing others. The female trucker sleeping in her cab because shower credits cost too much. The rookie driver rationing gas station food because rookie pay barely covers fuel. Truckers choosing between eating and making deliveries on time. I began keeping food. "Expired" items still perfectly good. When truckers looked desperate, I'd "find" extras they could have. Word spread on the CB radio. "Harvey at the I-40 TravelCenter helps drivers." Then something unexpected. A trucker I'd fed years ago made it big, started his own company. Came back, left $1,000. "For drivers who are where I was." Now our TravelCenter has a "Trucker Relief Fund." Other truck stops copied it. Fifty-three stops across nine states. I'm 68. I scan Slim Jims and pump diesel fuel at a highway truck stop. But I learned, truckers deliver everything we need to survive. And they're often starving, broke, sleeping in their cabs because one breakdown destroys them financially. Watch your lot. Someone's been parked three days without moving. Someone's choosing between fuel and food. Find the expired snacks. Offer the shower credit. Sometimes a $4 hot dog is what keeps a trucker from giving up on a road that already gave up on them." Let this story reach more hearts.... By Mary Nelson

@jwelge96 We can’t get the game. Will you post scores?

About 20 minutes from kickoff in Class 4A final, Montini vs. Rochester.

@MrPitbull07 What a great story!

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces. But I see everything. Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments. One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?" "6:15," he said, confused. "Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it." He blinked. "You... you can do that?" "I can now," I said. Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?" "Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing." He cried. Right there in the parking lot. Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic. But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!" "Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel." He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us." The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over." Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it. But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note, "Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends" People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket. I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece." So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones. Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees. It's not glamorous. But it's everything." Let this story reach more hearts.... Credit: Mary Nelson

@FourFeathersPod Hello Pat!

Great to hear from an old friend.

HOLY S'HT 🚨 (Rep) Regan Deering (IL) rips Democrats We are now seeing progress in removing criminal illegal aliens from our state, we shouldn't need the Federal Govt to enforce our laws, but politicians in out state are busy demonizing law enforcement, and inciting violence against them You should be working to repeal the trust act, and end the Sanctuary state laws She should be the Governor

BJ Prickster and Brandon Johnson you invited the cancer into our state. Stop crying about a crisis you started. Oak Brook Mall is located in a high-end Western suburb of Chicago. 120 “peaceful” illegals were arrested in 18 months for stealing! @BenBergquam @RealAmVoice

Megyn shares her encounter with Marlo Thomas and how she "totally underestimated her."

⁦@ajpierzynski12⁩ You’re not a total Loser

@SoxOn35th So sad for him and his family. The Sox family loved your winning spirit!

We lost a legend yesterday 😞

@IDOTDistrict1 Will you please reevaluate the timing of the lights at Oak Brook Road/31st Street & Midwest Roads? The traffic traveling North & South is too short which causes long backups and people going through red lights. Thanks!

@IDOTDistrict1 Will you please reevaluate the timing of the lights at Oak Brook Road/31st Street & Midwest Road? The lights for the traffic traveling North & South is too short. Thanks!

@RaymondALopez The Chicago suburbs are way ahead of you already!

We need to incorporate this in our policing toolbox!

@WheelerKaitlynn @GovPritzker Do the right thing for the female athletes in Illinois

Justice served! with a side of long-overdue apology letters. Let’s hope other states are taking notes.

@lacherbauer @aldermanscott24 Please run for a higher office in Chicago! I miss going to sporting events in the city with our kids and grandkids. Well said @aldermanscott24

Cities must be safe & attractive for all ages. Alderwoman Monique Scott prefers her daughter, a Stanford admittee, hangout in orderly suburban Oak Brook than chaotic teen-takeover Downtown Chicago. @aldermanscott24 is an MVP on Chicago’s City Council.

@stevestone Sounds like a lot of our dads - The Greatest Generation

My father never went to college. He went to war in the Pacific. He was kind and patient. He was a Teamster who became a jukebox repair man. He taught me how to become a man. I think about him everyday. The World lost him 12 years ago. He was special to everyone he met. What a guy

@SMUMNAthletics @NFCAorg @SMUMNFastpitch Congratulations John! P

Saint Mary's softball coaching staff earns @NFCAorg Region IX Coaching Staff of the Year in DIII! @SMUMNFastpitch #PROTECTTHENEST | #D3sb saintmaryssports.com/news/2025/6/4/…