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@RobProvince Is that a Chevy II ?

The convertible is better……

12-0 in @puma @PRO16G 15U. Played up 16U this weekend and we set a team game high of scoring 75points in 24 minutes. This team is special…. @Jersey_Aces Game 1-W: 20-63 Game 2-W: 17-47 Game 3-W: 16-75 Game 4-W: 30-58 Every game is called with 2mins left, so we only play 24min

@SharrellAnne2 @MustangSally_12 We will never forget... findagrave.com/memorial/17905…

HCQ, IVM, Quercetin and EGCG are all zinc ionophores. Meaning they all transport zinc into the cell where the zinc can stop the virus from reproducing. #Quercetin #IVM RT and Share

U.S. Forest Service law enforcement is now asking for the public’s help identifying a group of Indian nationals seen defacing Cathedral Rock in Sedona, Arizona, a sacred Native American site, with furious Americans demanding their immediate deportation.

Decoration Day. We place wreaths of wheat each year on the graves of family and friends. We have done this for decades as our tribute to service and remembrance. It was a tough sort this year but everyone will be grateful for the crop no matter what it looks like. Always the best

@manhattanmaker Congratulations! No words to describe the absolute joy you’ll receive. It’ll be the best job you’ve ever had. And by job, I don’t mean job. lol

I married an amazing woman who made me the man I am. She gave me two extraordinary boys. The first one we gave my name. He married an amazing woman. She has been a fantastic addition to our family. She and my son are going to give us the most wonderful gift, the gift of another generation. They are going to make themselves parents, their siblings uncles, and us parents grandparents. It makes all of our other accomplishments inconsequential. I can’t put in words how excited I am.

This is Edward. He was given 6 months to live after being found as a stray. His family was determined to give him the best few months possible, so they introduced him to the ice cream truck. That was 27 months ago. 14/10 #SeniorPupSaturday

Last Friday night, my children watched a man with a gun at his hip sit on the floor of a roadside motel and gently talk my husband through a panic attack. That was never part of the plan. We had been driving for eight hours. My husband, Tom, is a disabled veteran. Crowds unsettle him. Noise makes it worse. Long trips take a toll, but he does them for us. We had our three children with us, eleven, seven, and our one-year-old, along with Daisy, his service dog. Daisy is not there for comfort alone. She wakes him from nightmares, leans into him when his breathing turns shallow, and keeps him steady when old memories return without warning. We had booked a room in advance at a chain motel off the highway. I will not name it. This is not about blame. The moment we stepped into the lobby, the clerk’s eyes went straight to Daisy’s vest. “We don’t allow dogs,” she said. “She’s a service animal,” I replied. “We noted it in the reservation. My husband is a veteran. We have the documents.” I handed everything over. She barely looked before sliding it back. “Our policy is no animals. I’m sorry.” Beside me, I felt Tom begin to slip. His jaw tightened. His breathing sped up. Daisy pressed against his leg before I could even react. “We can’t leave,” I said. “It’s late. He can’t drive anymore. This is medical.” The clerk lowered her voice. “If I make an exception, I could lose my job.” My hands started to shake. The baby was crying. My son tugged at my sleeve and whispered, “Are we going to sleep in the car?” I stepped aside and called the non-emergency police line. “I’m not trying to cause trouble,” I told the dispatcher. “My husband is a disabled veteran with a service dog. We have a reservation, and they’re refusing us. He’s not doing well. We just need help.” About fifteen minutes later, an officer walked in. His name tag read Daniels. He did not raise his voice or touch his radio. He went straight to Tom, knelt down, and met him at eye level. Then he smiled at Daisy. “What’s her name?” he asked. “Daisy,” Tom said, his voice unsteady. “She’s a good girl,” the officer said. “Can you tell me what she does for you?” Right there on the lobby floor, Tom began to speak. Slowly at first, then with more strength. He talked about the nightmares, the weight of them, and how Daisy keeps him from getting lost in them. The officer listened without interrupting, as if nothing else in the room mattered. Only after that did he stand and walk to the desk. “Federal law allows trained service animals in places like this,” he said calmly. “Turning them away is not just unfair. It is not allowed.” He did not shame her. He simply explained. She called her manager. There were quiet apologies, confusion, and then, after a few minutes, a room suddenly became available. We were handed a key. But what stays with me is what happened next. He did not leave. He stayed while we gathered our things, speaking to Tom until his breathing slowed and his hands steadied. He asked about his service and thanked him in a simple, quiet way. When I finally broke down, he turned to me and said, “You did the right thing calling. You handled it.” When our baby reached out to him, he took her without hesitation and held her until she stopped crying. My oldest leaned close and whispered, “I didn’t know officers could be like that.” He joked with my younger child about the stickers on his bag, then bent to scratch Daisy behind the ears. “Some heroes,” he said, “have fur and leave a bit of a mess.” In a moment that could have gone very differently, he chose patience. He did not just settle a dispute. He gave my husband space to recover his dignity. He showed my children what steady, humane authority looks like. So wherever you are tonight, Officer Daniels, thank you. Thank you for seeing a person instead of a problem. Thank you for staying when you could have walked away. Stories about what goes wrong travel fast. I am sharing this one for a different reason.

$40 million.

We boycotting McDonald’s now fam ?

This amazing couple celebrated their 50th anniversary with us today! ❤️ Thanks to Zach Eflin for surprising them - or is that @editti22?

@DataRepublican Stefanik is a Swamp Creature. x.com/i/status/18996…

Stefanik was on NED’s board of directors and recently voted against Eli Crane’s amendment to defund NED. I’m a nope.

I just got off the phone with someone who served alongside Pete Hegseth in the 101st Airborne. What he told me should end every "he's just a TV guy" argument permanently. "Every officer I've ever respected had one thing in common. They weren't fighting for a paycheck or a promotion. They were fighting for something they believed was bigger than themselves. Pete is that guy. Always has been." Hegseth stood at West Point today and quoted Isaiah 6:8 to the graduating class. "Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, Whom shall I send? And who will go for us? And I said, Here I am. Send me." He didn't read it off a teleprompter. He delivered it the way a man delivers something he actually believes. He chose this moment knowing half the country would mock him for it. He chose this moment knowing the media would call it inappropriate. He chose this moment knowing it would dominate the headlines for the wrong reasons. He chose this moment knowing exactly what it would cost him — and said it anyway. A defense analyst I know who has covered Pentagon leadership for fifteen years put it this way: "The difference between Hegseth and every SecDef in recent memory isn't politics. They all had the same podium. The difference is he actually believes something." Read that again. Every Secretary of Defense had the same stage at West Point. Only one walked out and told the next generation of officers that service is a calling, not a career. I'll keep you updated. Turn on notifications.

Please pray for this little angel. I met this sweet dog on Skid Row with @joey_tuccio the other day, one of the many dogs he helps that Karen Bass allows to be tortured every day by vagrants. He was just run over by a car and is in emergency surgery. These people are sick.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐊𝟗 𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐫 This week, we honored the retirement of K9 Ruger with his final 10-10 over the radio. For nearly eight years, Ruger served alongside Deputy Rigel as an apprehension and narcotics detection K9 for the Placer County Sheriff’s Office. During his career, Ruger helped remove more than 32 pounds of fentanyl and 25 pounds of methamphetamine from our communities. He conducted 11 physical apprehensions and led to countless surrenders. Ruger’s impact goes far beyond statistics. He helped protect lives, remove dangerous individuals from our streets, and stood beside his partner with loyalty and courage every single day. Now, it’s time to trade the harness for endless toys, belly rubs, and well-earned family time. Thank you for your service, Ruger. Your titanium tooth, and your legacy, will never be forgotten. We also extend our deep thanks to Deputy Rigel, who served as Ruger’s handler over the past eight years. He’s now trading in the leash for a flight suit as his focus shifts to our Air Operations Unit with Falcon 30. 𝐊𝟗 𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝟏𝟎-𝟏𝟎. 🐾

In 1966 the northern bobwhite was one of the most common birds in the eastern United States. Its two-note call ("bob-WHITE") was the soundtrack of farm country from Texas to Massachusetts. In 1956, hunters harvested 2.5 million quail in Illinois alone. Populations have declined by roughly 81 to 85% across the continent since then. There's no single villain to this story. The cause is the entire shape of how we use land. Fire suppression turned brushy farm edges into closed-canopy forest. Industrial agriculture replaced the messy borders quail need with clean monoculture. Suburbs ate the rest. The places the birds could live disappeared. At this rate, a bird almost everyone's grandparents knew is a bird almost no one's grandchildren will. If you want to fix this, the answer is the same as it always is: messy edges, native grasses, less mowing, less spraying.

@Plebkrusejack4_ Ongoing organic soil additions = Hay improvements. Organic feed = livestock/wildlife improvement. Local sourcing, including human sme’s have been invaluable. Working towards hydrogenating our water source now. Look for the workaround.

That’s the difference between people who study nature and people who outsource truth to regulation. The water story always ends at mitochondria. What changed most on your farm after you stopped trusting the system?