Nick Niedert

The neighbors I want in my life

Gas is 7.39 in California. It’s 3.19 in Iowa Same President, same world Different governors

🚨#BREAKING: Father of 22-year-old Logan Federico is screaming at Democrats in Congress after his daughter was dragged from bed, forced on her knees, and executed... ...by a man arrested 39 TIMES with 25 FELONIES!!! We need to hold judges & DAs responsible for releasing vicious murderers on innocent victims. Everyone who let this demon walk freely, should be in prison.

A father fought through a strong windstorm to save the tree his daughter planted before she passed away… a quiet reminder of a parent’s endless love 🥹

"Your language is inappropriate." "It's in your library!" You can't make this up.

Every day we wait, they suffer. Right now, there are kids praying for a rescue—for someone to step up, step in, and do something.  Are we actually going to protect these kids from further exploitation, or are we just going to keep talking about it?

🚨A missing 2-year-old in Avondale, AZ is found because moving company workers refused to ignore what they saw. The owner says staff were recently trained to spot human trafficking. This time, the training wasn’t theory, it changed the outcome.

I keep hearing she’s woke. Don’t care. No idea what his politics are. Don’t care. They both love America. The end.

Dear @usahockey after you finish your visit to @WhiteHouse mandatory team meal at @JimmysSeafood

The NBA canceled its game in Minneapolis today because the league felt it wasn’t safe to play. The NHL is currently playing in Minneapolis and had zero issues with playing its game. The NBA’s decision was 100% political. Good for the NHL on playing.

Hockey player Billy Garaffa was "dead" for 16 minutes on the ice during a game after he collapsed. While he was "dead," he experienced God. "I could smell the sweetest smell," Billy recalls. "I felt the Holy Spirit leading me." He describes leaving his body and then being enveloped in a peace and love so powerful it felt more real than life itself. "That felt like the real life," he says. Billy describes his near-death experience as a journey into God's presence, an encounter that left him forever changed. "He wants us to be in His presence. He wants to speak to you," Billy says.

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GOD BLESS THE UNITED STATES MILITARY.

Dear FBI Dir Kash Patel & POTUS, With all due respect, per Nick Shirley's video, if Minnesota Gov. Tim Walz & other officials aren't indicted on fraud, and if droves of Somalis aren't sent back to Somalia, then the 'rule of law' is dead and the MAGA promise is built on buIIshit.

Jesus Gotchu

I’ve been a mechanic for 30 years. I’ve seen it all. But last Friday, a woman pulled in driving a beat-up 2005 Honda Odyssey. It sounded like a bag of marbles in a blender. She had three kids in the back, all under the age of six. The car was packed with bags. Not grocery bags—suitcases. "It's making a noise," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I just need it to get to my sister's in Denver. That's 400 miles." I popped the hood. It wasn't good. Alternator was shot, serpentine belt was hanging by a thread, and the water pump was leaking. Parts and labor? Minimum $800. I walked back to the waiting room. She was counting change out of a Ziploc bag to buy the kids a soda from the vending machine. She looked terrified. "Ma'am," I said. She jumped. "Is it bad? I have... I have $60." I looked at her. I looked at the kids. I saw the bruise on her arm she was trying to hide with a long sleeve. I knew that look. She wasn't just visiting her sister. She was escaping. If I told her the truth, she’d be stranded here. I took a deep breath. "Well," I said, wiping my greasy hands on a rag. "It's a simple fix. Loose wire. And... uh... there was a recall on these belts. Manufacturer pays for it. You're actually lucky you came in." Her shoulders dropped about five inches. "Really?" "Yep. 'Standard Warranty Policy.' Takes about two hours. Why don't you take the kids to the diner next door? On me. We have a... coupon." I spent the next three hours replacing the alternator, the belt, and the pump. I filled the gas tank. I put new wipers on. I paid for the parts out of my own retirement jar. When she came back, I handed her the keys and a receipt that said $0.00. "You're good to go," I said. She looked at the receipt, then at me. She knew. You don't get a full tank of gas from a loose wire. She grabbed my hand, squeezing it hard. She didn't say thank you. She just whispered, "You just saved my life." I watched that van limp onto the highway, running smoother than it had in years. My boss walked up behind me. "You didn't charge her, did you? That's coming out of your paycheck, Mike." "Take it," I said, lighting a cigarette. "Best money I ever spent." Some repairs aren't about cars. They're about giving someone the mileage they need to start over. Anonymous

Did anyone else notice this about the movie “Home Alone”?

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