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He was wounded twice in Vietnam, earned three Silver Stars for courage, and went on to command one of the most significant American military campaigns of the twentieth century. General Herbert Norman Schwarzkopf Jr., known to millions as “Stormin’ Norman,” became the face of Operation Desert Storm in 1991. Under his command American and coalition forces drove Iraqi forces from Kuwait. After 35 years in uniform he retired from the Army. On December 27, 2012, he passed away in Tampa, Florida, from complications of pneumonia. He was 78.
Born on August 22, 1934, in Trenton, New Jersey, Norman grew up in a family with a strong military tradition. He entered West Point and graduated in 1956. He completed two tours in Vietnam, first in 1965 and again in 1969. He was wounded twice and earned three Silver Stars. After Vietnam he continued through senior assignments. In November 1988 he assumed command of United States Central Command.
When Iraqi forces invaded Kuwait on August 2, 1990, Schwarzkopf planned and coordinated the military campaign. On January 17, 1991, coalition forces began Operation Desert Storm with a major aerial campaign. On February 24 the ground campaign began. He used a wide flanking maneuver known as the “left hook.” After approximately 100 hours of ground combat operations were halted on February 28 following the liberation of Kuwait.
Following the war he received a public welcome that contrasted sharply with the experiences of many Vietnam veterans. He retired in August 1991. In retirement he lived in Tampa with his wife Brenda and remained involved in charitable activities. He published his autobiography *It Doesn’t Take a Hero*. When he died he left behind Brenda and their three children.
Rest peacefully, General Schwarzkopf.
A mother woke up to find her home engulfed in flames with all six of her children still trapped inside.
She made it outside, then realized all of her kids were still in the burning house, so she turned around and went back in.
The smoke was so thick she had to get down low and crawl. She fought her way through the house and up the stairs while the fire spread around her.
Emma Schols kept going back for her children, getting them out one by one even as the heat became unbearable.
By the time it was over, all six of her children had made it out alive.
Emma suffered burns over 93% of her body saving her children, and said she would do it all again.
This is the type of mom the internet should be talking about.
Just nine days after a pickup truck drove onto a soccer field and killed a 6-year-old boy, his parents stood together at his funeral, holding hands as his father tried to describe how he imagines seeing his little boy again in heaven.
And what he shared about those hugs he misses so much is absolutely heartbreaking.
Many of you remember little Cole Adrian from my post. He’s the Kansas kindergartner whose life was taken October 17th when a truck drove onto a soccer field in Wichita.
His family gathered to say their final goodbye yesterday.
Just look at that sweet little face. It’s almost impossible to understand that his parents, Chris and Natalie, had to bury their little boy so suddenly.
According to reporting from Ad Astra Radio, his father recalled how Cole could turn even the simplest moments into the “best day ever.”
He loved soccer, laughter and giving those big, tight hugs that his family will forever miss.
And at his funeral, Chris shared an image of his little boy that speaks volumes.
As reported by The Guardian, he imagined Cole running through heaven’s gates, just as he’d watched him run across soccer fields, before wrapping his arms around Jesus for one of those hugs.
The community showed up for Cole in an extraordinary way.
Schools across McPherson closed so teachers and students could attend his funeral.
His family invited people to wear soccer jerseys, blue clothing or camouflage, reflecting some of the things Cole loved.
But behind all those tributes were two parents facing a lifetime without their son.
The crash also killed 35-year-old Nicholas Schafer and injured ten others. Police have been investigating what caused the driver to enter the field. No charges have been filed as of today.
But Monday wasn’t about the investigation.
Please join me in praying for Chris and Natalie, for Cole’s brother and sister, and for every family whose life was changed that afternoon
I hope they can feel how many people, even complete strangers, are grieving alongside them.
RIP.
At nineteen Kevin Hines believed his suffering would never end. On September 25, 2000, overwhelmed by severe mental illness, he jumped from San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge. But as soon as he began falling he regretted his decision. The hopelessness gave way to a desperate desire to live.
The impact when he struck the bay was devastating. Three vertebrae in his back were shattered. His spinal cord narrowly escaped permanent damage. He remained conscious and struggled in the freezing water. Then he felt something beneath his body helping him stay near the surface. When the Coast Guard arrived they pulled him from the water.
Later he heard that witnesses had seen a sea lion beneath him. Kevin came to believe the animal had helped keep him above water. He faced a long physical recovery and had to confront the mental illness that had brought him to the bridge. Recovery was neither quick nor simple. Gradually he began to understand that his life could hold something beyond the suffering he had experienced.
Eventually Kevin began sharing his story publicly. He became a well-known advocate for suicide prevention. He spoke at schools, conferences and public events. His message was that the way people feel during a crisis does not necessarily reflect how they will feel in the future. September 25, 2000, could have been the last day of his life. Instead it became the beginning of a different journey.
Edith Steiner lost 39 relatives during the Holocaust. Yet in the middle of one of the darkest periods in history she met the man who would stay by her side for the next seven decades. Their story began in 1944.
John Mackay was a 23-year-old Scottish commando who had already escaped from a prisoner of war camp in North Africa. He was part of a unit that intercepted a group of prisoners being marched away from Auschwitz. Among them was Edith, a 20-year-old Hungarian woman. She was one of the few members of her family to survive the selections carried out by Josef Mengele.
As the Nazi guards fled and the prisoners began to realize they were free, John noticed Edith. A few weeks later a dance was organized. John sent a friend to invite her to dance. Edith replied, “No, tell him if he wants a dance he must ask me himself.” John went to speak to her personally. He asked her to dance and she accepted.
When the war ended John brought Edith home to Scotland. They married on July 17, 1946. They ran the Atholl Arms Hotel in Pitlochry, raised their children Sharon and Peter, and watched their family grow to include seven grandchildren and five great-grandchildren. Their daughter Sharon said, “Their devotion to each other is so clear to everyone who meets them. It is an example of an incredibly rare and beautiful love.”
Even after more than 70 years of marriage John and Edith still held hands whenever they went out together. Edith passed away peacefully at the age of 92, a few weeks after their 71st wedding anniversary. John stayed beside her until her final breath. What began with a chance meeting and a dance became a marriage that lasted more than seven decades.
A mother was trapped on the third floor of a burning apartment with her 3-week-old baby, and thick smoke was filling the room.
With flames blocking their escape, she made a terrifying decision. She was going to drop her newborn nearly 30 feet to the ground, hoping someone below could save him.
It happened in the Bronx, New York. Tracinda Foxe was trapped inside her apartment with her baby boy, Eric, when a kitchen fire quickly spread. Desperate to save her son, she rushed to a window and began screaming for help.
Several workers gathered below, including 39-year-old Felix Vazquez, who could barely see through the thick smoke. When he realized the mother was holding a newborn, he positioned himself beneath the window as she prepared to let go.
Moments later, Eric came falling through the air. Felix lunged forward and caught the tiny baby in his arms, but when he looked down, he realized something was terribly wrong. Eric wasn’t breathing.
Felix, a former lifeguard, immediately began giving the newborn rescue breaths. After several terrifying moments, the baby suddenly coughed and began crying. He was alive.
Firefighters managed to rescue Tracinda from the burning apartment, and both mother and baby survived. Overwhelmed with gratitude, she later asked Felix to become Eric’s godfather.
Felix didn’t just catch a baby falling from a burning building. He gave that little boy a second chance at life.
Let’s give this incredible man the recognition he deserves.
For years scientists believed that the damaged chromosomes found in cancer cells were simply a result of the disease. Then in 1972 a 47-year-old mother of four named Janet Rowley found evidence that challenged that belief.
At the time Rowley was working part-time at the University of Chicago studying photographs of chromosomes taken from patients with leukemia. She brought the photographs home, cut out images of the chromosomes, and arranged the tiny pieces into pairs across her dining room table. Her sons knew better than to sneeze nearby.
While studying the photographs Rowley noticed something that others had missed. Two chromosomes appeared to have exchanged pieces. The same rearrangement kept appearing in patients with chronic myeloid leukemia. She had identified a specific genetic abnormality linked to a particular type of cancer.
Her discovery challenged the view that chromosome abnormalities were merely a consequence of cancer. Instead it suggested that changes in a cell’s genetic machinery could help cause the disease. Further research confirmed her findings. Decades later that discovery helped pave the way for imatinib, a targeted drug that transformed treatment for many people with chronic myeloid leukemia.
Her achievements earned her the National Medal of Science in 1998 and the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 2009. She died in 2013 at the age of 88. Janet Rowley had spent hours arranging tiny pieces of chromosome photographs on her dining room table. In those pieces she found a clue that changed cancer research.
PRAYERS UP right now, as Texans are lining highways and overpasses to honor the slain deputy, who was hit in a barrage of some 800 bullets, as his body makes its final journey home to a wife and 3 children— including a newborn.
He was 31.
The gunman unleashed more than 800 ROUNDS at law enforcement while helping serve felony warrants near Canton.
Behind that badge was a husband and father whose family had just welcomed another baby into the world.
His wife, Kyleigh, described Adam as brave, strong and kind. A man who laughed hard and loved even harder.
Now she’s facing the unimaginable task of raising their three young children without him.
And today, another heartbreaking chapter unfolds.
Adam’s body is being escorted from the Dallas County Medical Examiner’s Office to Eubank Funeral Home in Canton.
The procession will travel along I-35, Woodall Rodgers Freeway, I-45, Highway 175 and I-20.
The Van Zandt County Sheriff’s Office is asking Texans, firefighters and fellow officers to stand along the route and on overpasses to honor a man whose life was taken so violently.
RIP.
PRAYERS UP right now, as Texans are lining highways and overpasses to honor the slain deputy, who was hit in a barrage of some 800 bullets, as his body makes its final journey home to a wife and 3 children— including a newborn.
He was 31.
The gunman unleashed more than 800 ROUNDS at law enforcement while helping serve felony warrants near Canton.
Behind that badge was a husband and father whose family had just welcomed another baby into the world.
His wife, Kyleigh, described Adam as brave, strong and kind. A man who laughed hard and loved even harder.
Now she’s facing the unimaginable task of raising their three young children without him.
And today, another heartbreaking chapter unfolds.
Adam’s body is being escorted from the Dallas County Medical Examiner’s Office to Eubank Funeral Home in Canton.
The procession will travel along I-35, Woodall Rodgers Freeway, I-45, Highway 175 and I-20.
The Van Zandt County Sheriff’s Office is asking Texans, firefighters and fellow officers to stand along the route and on overpasses to honor a man whose life was taken so violently.
RIP.
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Outrage is growing after a White inmate in a South Carolina jail overseen by a Black administrator DIED OF THIRST on his cell floor... surrounded by FECES INCHES DEEP, with the water to his sink TURNED OFF.
He was drinking from his OWN TOILET to survive.
He wrote letters to his father begging for help, saying he was being tortured for being White.
His name was Gary "Bubba" Blair. He was 43 years old.
He was the caretaker for his elderly father. He had two nephews he loved dearly and a dog named Scrubby.
Why was he in jail in the first place?
In February, Bubba arrived at his sister's home wearing a sheriff's office golf shirt, a security badge, handcuffs, and pepper spray. Deputies arrested him for impersonating an officer.
A judge ruled he was not mentally competent to stand trial and ORDERED the state to place him in treatment on June 3.
The South Carolina Office of Mental Health never followed the order.
Bubba remained in that jail for 181 days waiting for a bed.
He died 51 days after a judge ordered him to get help.
In April, he wrote to his father:
"I've lost about 90 pounds so far. I'm starving to death in here; only two meals a day, that's it... you starve, and I also have to drink from my toilet and no mattress to sleep on, only a hard ground."
"I've been abused by staff and assaulted by everyone on the unit; I had to go 28 days without a shower... no help for a white man"
"The staff is very nasty to white inmates thanks to Troy Ellerbe and James Dixon."
Then in May, Bubba did something haunting.
He wrote a letter to a CIRCUIT COURT JUDGE pleading for help.
The letter had the wrong address. It was returned. It never got there.
Meanwhile, sources say the water to his sink had been SHUT OFF. His cell floor and walls were caked in feces INCHES DEEP. He was kept alone. Never let out.
Other inmates, who were allowed a few hours out of their cells, told reporters they saw Bubba drinking toilet water.
So they filled an empty potato chip bag with water and slid it through the food slot in his door!!!!!
Most of it spilled before it could reach him.
On July 24th, jailers found him dead on the floor.
49 days later, the autopsy was released.
Cause of death: profound dehydration due to WATER DEPRIVATION.
Manner of death: HOMICIDE.
The report also found bedsores on his HEELS, consistent with lying on a concrete floor for days.
Acute bronchial pneumonia.
Severe weight loss.
Physical evidence that he had been DRINKING TOILET WATER.
He had lost so much weight and was in such terrible condition that his sister and aunt went to the funeral home and did not recognize his body.
The sheriff fired the Black jail administrator 5 days after Bubba died, and won't say why.
Bubba Blair sang for seniors in nursing homes. He looked after his dad.
He deserved far better than dying of thirst on a concrete floor.
Say his name. Gary "Bubba" Blair.
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Crude can drop and diesel stay high because you don’t buy crude at the pump. You buy the finished fuel.
Wars knocked out diesel plants overseas. The world got short of diesel, so companies sold more of ours abroad and kept a fat cutoff at home. That’s why the gap looks like gouging: the barrel got cheaper, the truck fuel didn’t.
A 90-day export pause is one way to keep more of that fuel here. Whether it works is another fight. The chart is still right.
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18-year old Texas high school football player Aiden Craig tragically died after suffering a medical emergency during a physical fitness test while training to become a U.S. Marine.
Craig had recently graduated from Wylie High School, where he was a two-year varsity football player. The defensive end recorded 50 tackles, four sacks, six QB pressures and six tackles for loss during his senior season, earning Second Team All-District honors.
Just weeks after graduation, Craig enlisted in the Marine Corps. He was 47 days into recruit training when he suffered the medical emergency on August 1. He was hospitalized and died four days later on August 5. The Marine Corps posthumously awarded him the title of Marine.
His family is now honoring his memory by establishing an educational endowment through the Wylie ISD Education Foundation, hoping Aiden’s name and legacy will continue helping students in his community.
Thoughts and Prayers to Craig's family. Rest in peace .
