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Parents, PLEASE check your kids’ Halloween candy. I just found a Snickers bar filled with Nathan MacKinnon's Olympic Gold Medal wide open miss
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Brock Faber’s return to play protocol has been cleared. No timetable yet, but he can start skating in a few days
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Someone recreated “Lose Yourself” by stitching together 187 random movie clips to form the lyrics.
[🎞️ Ross Thompson / RjSuspect]
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#Vikings star Kicker Will Reichard was reportedly given the “N-word” pass last year by JJ McCarthy right before the last game of the season.
Despite having the pass and team approval, Reichard has YET to use it and is instead, “saving it for a rainy day.”
WOW. 👏👏👏
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Michael McCarron accidentally knocked over this dude’s beer, so he came back & handed him a 20
Legend
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Replying to @mikeysmith
Is race the issue, or explicitly stating that she is using her position in the Congress to represent the interests of a foreign nation?
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On January 8, 1888, 19-year-old Kate Kampen gave birth to her son, Henry Royal Kampen, alone in a freezing sod cabin on the Dakota prairie. Her husband, Wilhelm, had left the previous day to travel 23 miles to Parker for coal and food, unaware that their baby would arrive while he was gone. With their supplies nearly exhausted, the coal bin empty, and no doctor or midwife nearby, Kate faced an unimaginable situation. She wrapped her newborn in every scrap of cloth she could find, climbed into bed, and held him against her bare skin, using her own body heat to keep him alive. She had no way of knowing that an even greater danger was approaching.
On January 12, the devastating Children’s Blizzard swept across the Great Plains, bringing ferocious winds, blinding snow, and temperatures plunging far below zero. Hundreds of people were caught in the storm, and 235 lives were lost. Wilhelm was stranded in the open prairie when the blizzard struck. After his horses collapsed, he stumbled toward shelter and eventually crawled into a barn, where he survived for three days by huddling among pigs for warmth. Meanwhile, Kate remained in the cabin, holding Henry close through the freezing nights, with no fire, no help, and no certainty that her husband would ever return. For days, her own warmth and determination became her newborn’s only protection against the deadly cold.
When the storm finally passed, Wilhelm made his way home, frostbitten and barely able to stand, but alive. He built a fire, and the cabin slowly warmed again. Kate and Henry had survived against extraordinary odds. The couple went on to raise seven children, build a life on the prairie, and Kate lived into her nineties. Her story is a powerful reminder that courage does not always announce itself with grand gestures. Sometimes, it is a frightened young mother lying in the darkness, refusing to let go of her child. The world may never know the names of countless ordinary heroes, but their extraordinary acts of love and survival deserve to be remembered.



























