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The silence of
listening
Lilac sunlight on
the edge of words
unspoken
she sighs
a leaf drifts in
his eyeline
The Power of Fragility
footsteps in the rain
#DimpleVerse
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⚡ TEAM NEWS ⚡ A refreshed City lineup for tonight's last league game of the year.
KO 7.45pm against Sligo Rovers at the Showgrounds.
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A New Orleans-style jazz funeral rolling down Bishop Street tonight 🎺 In Your Space Circus give Walter, the skeleton from Derry's coat of arms, a send-off full of circus, live music and pure mayhem.
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In 1952, an English teacher named Cecil Dormand secretly paid for a dirt-poor 11-year-old to take a drama course.
He never told him and the boy didn’t find out until decades later.
By then, he was a knight, that little boy’s name was Patrick Stewart.
He was born into a poor family in Mirfield, a small mill town in Yorkshire and his father came home from World War II a violent man, and he was violent toward Patrick’s mother.
Young Patrick learned exactly when to step between his father’s fist and his mother.
An English teacher put a copy of Shakespeare in his hand and told him to get up and perform.
He never stopped and left school at 15.
By 19 he was completely bald... most agencies told him he'd never make it because of that.
In 1987, the LA Times called him an “unknown British Shakespearean actor” when he was cast as Captain Picard.
Then he became one of the most famous faces on Earth.
You’ve probably heard that part.
Here’s the part you haven’t:
He spent decades as a patron of Refuge, sheltering women and children from domestic violence.
But he never stopped trying to understand his father.
He dug up a 1940 newspaper clipping that said his dad had come home with severe shell shock.
He went to France and walked the ground where his father’s unit was pinned down under bombing for hours.
He learned his father had PTSD, and nobody ever helped him.
So Patrick became an ambassador for Combat Stress, a charity that helps veterans.
In 2013, a young woman at a Texas convention told him she was a survivor of domestic violence.
He asked, “My dear, are you okay?”
Then he hopped off the stage, held her, and told her: “You never have to go through that again, you’re safe now.”
At Dragon Con, a Make-A-Wish girl dressed as Spock came to meet him.
2,000 people were waiting for him to speak... he sat down and talked with her for 15 minutes, making all of them wait.
He told her that since they were friends now, whenever she saw him on screen she could wave and say, “Hello Patrick.”
After 9/11, he felt helpless, so he brought his one-man A Christmas Carol back to Broadway for a full week of charity shows.
He played every character himself and donated every cent.
In 2019 he did it again, and every dollar went to feeding hungry New Yorkers.
In 2017, he fostered a pit bull named Ginger, who had been rescued from a dogfighting ring.
She was his first dog in more than 50 years.
He couldn’t bring her home to England, so he found her a family.
Then he kept fostering more.
When he said he was done with Star Trek so many people told him the show had gotten them through the hardest times of their lives.
So he wanted to see if Picard could do it one more time.
Rest in Peace, Sir Patrick 🖖
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🇫🇷💔 The 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧-𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 of former footballer Jean-Pierre Adams who played for Nice, Paris Saint-Germain and Nîmes with 22 caps for France.
In 1982, Jean-Pierre Adams entered hospital for a routine knee operation.
But he never regained consciousness. An anaesthetic error left him in a coma that lasted 39 years.
Throughout those decades, his wife Bernadette cared for him at home - feeding him, washing him and talking to him every day.
Adams died in 2021, aged 73.
One of football’s saddest stories, and a reminder of Bernadette’s extraordinary devotion to her man.
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Don't miss this chilling #Halloween installation on the #Derry Walls. Fittingly it is right beside Hangman's Bastion where executions took place. Peter McCartney’s terrifying 'Parade of Phantoms’ relates how a cloven-footed man was said to frequent this spot on Magazine St...
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Upper Tier Now On Sale 🏟️ Tickets are now available for Derry City sections of the Upper Tier at the Aviva for next week's cup final.
Get yours now 🎟️
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In the middle of World War Two, German soldiers in southeastern Poland started avoiding a cluster of villages.
They wouldn't go in. They wouldn't take people out for forced labor. They put up warning signs and stayed away.
They believed the area was infected with typhus.
It wasn't. Two doctors had invented the whole thing.
The man behind it was Eugene Lazowski, a young Polish doctor working for the Red Cross in the town of Rozwadów. He was watching the Nazi occupation tear his country apart. Executions. Deportations. People shipped off to labor camps, many never coming back.
He wanted to stop it. He had no weapons, no army, and no way to fight.
What he had was medicine.
His friend and fellow doctor, Stanisław Matulewicz, had discovered something strange. If you injected a person with a harmless, dead strain of a certain bacteria, their blood would test positive for typhus.
They wouldn't be sick at all. But on paper, they'd look like they had one of the most feared diseases of the war.
And the Germans were terrified of typhus. It spread fast, it killed, and it could tear through an army. When the Germans found it, they quarantined the area and kept their distance.
Lazowski realized what that meant. If he could make enough people look infected, the Germans would leave the whole region alone.
So he started injecting his patients.
He chose carefully. He sent the blood samples to German labs for testing, exactly as the rules required. The results came back positive. Again and again.
The Germans declared an epidemic zone. Villages were quarantined. Soldiers kept out. People who would have been seized for forced labor or worse were left alone, because nobody wanted to go near them.
Lazowski had to be careful. If too many cases looked fake, someone would ask why nobody was dying. So he spread out the injections over time and kept the outbreak believable.
Eventually the Germans did get suspicious. They sent a team of doctors to inspect.
Lazowski met them with food and vodka and played the gracious host. He guided them toward the sickest looking, dirtiest patients he could find, in the most crowded rooms. The German doctors, worried about catching typhus themselves, took a few samples and left in a hurry.
The tests came back positive.
The fake epidemic lasted until the end of the war. Estimates say it may have protected around 8,000 people.
Lazowski also secretly helped Jews from the nearby ghetto, giving them medical care at enormous risk.
After the war he moved to the United States and became a professor of pediatrics in Chicago. For decades he barely talked about what he'd done. Late in life he finally wrote a memoir. He called it My Private War.
He died in 2006.
He never fired a shot. He beat the Nazis with a needle and a lab test.
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The tiniest act of kindness is more valuable than the greatest intention.
🤖 Made with AI
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Rossnowlagh Beach Donegal showing the damage to the car that was caught out by the tide yesterday. Thankfully the occupants are safe.
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Replying to @DerryNow
@DerryNow @NWSharingZone Today's recoloured c1975 photo is a view of a dilapidated looking Waterloo Place from Strand Rd. The traffic island on the left was home to one of the city's underground toilets the other ones were in Carlisle Sq (l don't remember there being any others)
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This funeral eulogy just turned into a full grammar masterclass and the daughter is NOT okay. 😭
The vicar kept interrupting with corrections the entire time. 😂
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11 years ago today, Arsenal beat Pep Guardiola’s Bayern Munich 2-0 in the Champions League to end Bayern’s 12 game win streak.
Mesut Özil’s 94th minute goal was so tight that the commentator didn’t even realise it had been given.
Arsenal had 0 points from their first 2 group games going into this match.
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League Closer 🎬 On Friday we finish our Premier Division campaign away to Sligo Rovers. KO 7.45pm.
Tickets available now 🎟️
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