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We grew up on the same songs, the same airwaves, and the same kind of music that brings people together. 📻 We are so excited to announce the Raised On Radio Tour—two voices, two stories, and the songs we were raised on.   SEE YOU THERE! 🎶 @metheridge   🎟️ Fan Club presales begin Tuesday, March 10th @ 10am local. General onsale begins Friday, March 13th @ 10am local.   Visit Wynonna.com or MelissaEtheridge.com for info, tickets and VIP packages! 6.24 - Vienna, VA 6.25 - Williamsburg, VA 6.27 - Chautauqua, NY 6.28 - Bethel, NY 6.30 - Huber Heights, OH 7.03 - Terre Haute, IN 7.05 - Waite Park, MN 7.06 - Chisholm, MN 7.09 - Grand Junction, CO 7.11 - San Diego, CA 7.12 - Irvine, CA 7.17 - Lincoln, CA 7.18 - Rohnert Park, CA 7.19 - Reno, NV 7.21 - Saratoga, CA 7.23 - Bend, OR 7.24 - Seattle, WA 7.25 - Airway Heights, WA 7.28 - Bonner, MT 7.30 - Salt Lake City, UT 8.02 - Morrison, CO 8.04 - Rogers, AR 8.05 - Albertville, AL 8.07 - Atlanta, GA 8.08 - Beaver Dam, KY 8.09 - West Allis, WI 9.11 - Allegan, MI

FRIDAY: @BillMaher welcomes Gov. @JoshShapiroPA, @Scaramucci and @lloydblankfein to Real Time @HBO! Reply with a question and join the conversation after the show on #RTOvertime.

Behind the scenes at Fremantle Presents 🎬 Bringing the best in TV to Leicester Square. Featuring special guests Catherine Zeta-Jones, Billy Idol and Edith Bowman. #FremantlePresents #MadeByFremantle #LondonScreenings #Television

Nashville, TN! Threads: My Songs in Symphony comes to the @nashvillesymph next Thursday, March 19, 20 & 21. Hear classics like “Jolene,” “Coat of Many Colors” and “I Will Always Love You” reimagined with the power of a live orchestra. Get your tickets now! dolly.lnk.to/Threads-Nashvi…

“Please don’t stop praying and hoping with us.” today.com/news/savannah-…

Country music superstar Dolly Parton is now lending her name to a new cause: advancing pediatric health care in her home state. The East Tennessee Children's Hospital announced Thursday that it will now be known as Dolly Parton Children's Hospital. abcnews.link/L7I1c6n

A duck chose a school as home & returns every year to lay her eggs. When they hatch she leads the ducklings through the corridors to the courtyard lake. It’s now an annual ritual with children staying silent out of respect. Respect is beautiful.

First time in the Europe/UK and it’s with the best of the best. Can’t wait to see y’all soon with @codyjohnson. Sign up for Gold Chain Nation to get pre-sale access. Tickets on sale Friday join.thechorus.com/parkermccollum/

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A dog was diagnosed with depression after suffering a miscarriage, and vets decided that working with kids at a local school would be good for her. She has never been happier.

Be kind for no reason, it costs nothing and means everything

Mini therapy horse plays keyboard to distract child during cast procedure

I can see the light of a clear blue morning 💛 dolly.lnk.to/LightOfAClearB…

Thank you for all the birthday wishes and the love for “Light of a Clear Blue Morning.” And special thanks to my friends @laineywilson, @MileyCyrus, @reba and @IAMQUEENLATIFAH for lending their incredible voices to the song. 💖 dolly.lnk.to/LightOfAClearB…

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A man adopted this dog whose shelter card declared his love for water, so he brought him to this place.. This was his reaction.. 😊

Houston, we are coming home! Never gets old being able to say we are playing @RODEOHOUSTON….see y’all on March 20 🔥 Join Gold Chain Nation to get pre-sale access on January 12: join.thechorus.com/parkermccollum/

I wake up with new dreams every day 🦋

Dreaming of a white Christmas.. 😊

"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