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"This morning, during first period, my kids could tell that I was a little off. When they asked why I wasn’t acting normal I explained to them that my wife’s father had passed away this weekend and that I was worried about her. They all said they were sorry and then we got started on our work. While standing at my door giving hugs and high fives at dismissal to 2nd period one little girl put something in my hand. She told me “This is for your wife. I know it was real expensive when my daddy died and I don’t really want ice cream today anyways.” I wish the world would pay more attention to children. We could learn a lot from them."
Credit: Price Lawrence
I wish the world would pay more attention to children. We could learn a lot from them."
So true.
Credit: Price Lawrence
I wish the world would pay more attention to children. We could learn a lot from them."
So true.
Texican
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"An elderly woman came into my station today and gave me $3 in change to put on her gas pump. A police officer was standing behind her and happened to hear the amount and saw she was using a cane, struggling to walk back to her car.
He went outside and told her to sit in the car as he would pump the gas for her. After a few minutes of getting to know one another he realized she was really struggling and didn’t have any gas or money left. The $3 will only get her so far. He told her to hang tight- came inside and put her another $20 out of his pocket. He went back and finished pumping and she told him her husband had recently passed away and she’s stuck paying all their bills and is behind every month.
This $20 really helped her! She would of most likely ended up running out of gas. Nowadays there’s so much negativity towards police officers. No one respects them. We hear all the complaints and “bad” stories. I’m not saying every officer is perfect, I’m sure some are at fault at times. We all make mistakes- but we should all respect, appreciate, and thank them for what they do. Leaving your family everyday to try and make sure everyone’s else’s is safe can be tough. Think about it- who do you call when you’re in danger? Who’s running in harms way as you’re running away? To all the men and women in blue I THANK YOU for your service!"
Credit: Seth Kazz
Kindness from LEO's is more common than most realize.
Texican....
He went outside and told her to sit in the car as he would pump the gas for her. After a few minutes of getting to know one another he realized she was really struggling and didn’t have any gas or money left. The $3 will only get her so far. He told her to hang tight- came inside and put her another $20 out of his pocket. He went back and finished pumping and she told him her husband had recently passed away and she’s stuck paying all their bills and is behind every month.
This $20 really helped her! She would of most likely ended up running out of gas. Nowadays there’s so much negativity towards police officers. No one respects them. We hear all the complaints and “bad” stories. I’m not saying every officer is perfect, I’m sure some are at fault at times. We all make mistakes- but we should all respect, appreciate, and thank them for what they do. Leaving your family everyday to try and make sure everyone’s else’s is safe can be tough. Think about it- who do you call when you’re in danger? Who’s running in harms way as you’re running away? To all the men and women in blue I THANK YOU for your service!"
Credit: Seth Kazz
Kindness from LEO's is more common than most realize.
Texican....
Texican
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What life-changing lesson has your son or daughter taught you?
In July 2019, I underwent surgery to remove a 99% blockage from my carotid artery. I didn’t suffer a great deal of pain in the hospital. What I did suffer from was nausea from the anesthetic and that general feeling of…misery.
Even though my husband was there to lend support, my daughter was the one who knew how to comfort. This isn’t a black mark against my husband. Most people don’t know how to comfort.
She rubbed my hands then she massaged my feet speaking softly and soothingly the entire time. She lifted my head and brought a cup of water to my lips for a sip.
She sat on a chair at the head of my bed and just touched my arm.
The human touch is life giving. It connects in a way that words fail to do. And that’s what my daughter taught me. More than words, the human touch is what soothes and comforts.
Here’s my “Florence Nightingale”. Everyone needs one from time to time
In July 2019, I underwent surgery to remove a 99% blockage from my carotid artery. I didn’t suffer a great deal of pain in the hospital. What I did suffer from was nausea from the anesthetic and that general feeling of…misery.
Even though my husband was there to lend support, my daughter was the one who knew how to comfort. This isn’t a black mark against my husband. Most people don’t know how to comfort.
She rubbed my hands then she massaged my feet speaking softly and soothingly the entire time. She lifted my head and brought a cup of water to my lips for a sip.
She sat on a chair at the head of my bed and just touched my arm.
The human touch is life giving. It connects in a way that words fail to do. And that’s what my daughter taught me. More than words, the human touch is what soothes and comforts.
Here’s my “Florence Nightingale”. Everyone needs one from time to time
Texican
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Did you ever adopt a shelter pet that nobody else wanted?
Yes. This Sir Walter Raleigh.
We needed a companion for our very active pit bull so we took her to the shelter for a meet and greet. The first 2 they showed us were OK but there wasnt the bonding we were looking for. We were going to leave when they said they had 1 more we should look at. They warned us that he had been previously adopted and returned twice before. He was not mean or aggressive, just an undisciplined active hound. We didnt know what to expect. They brought him out and our pit ran to him like a long lost brother. It was clearly love at first sight. There was no doubt he was the one. Raleigh has been with us now for three years and he is an amazing, loving friend. It hasnt always been real easy, but I would never even think about taking him back. He and our pit, Victoria are inseparable.
Yes. This Sir Walter Raleigh.
We needed a companion for our very active pit bull so we took her to the shelter for a meet and greet. The first 2 they showed us were OK but there wasnt the bonding we were looking for. We were going to leave when they said they had 1 more we should look at. They warned us that he had been previously adopted and returned twice before. He was not mean or aggressive, just an undisciplined active hound. We didnt know what to expect. They brought him out and our pit ran to him like a long lost brother. It was clearly love at first sight. There was no doubt he was the one. Raleigh has been with us now for three years and he is an amazing, loving friend. It hasnt always been real easy, but I would never even think about taking him back. He and our pit, Victoria are inseparable.
Texican
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This is our little Lucy (Lucretia Jill). We found her in a shed on school property at 10 days old, weighing only 6 ounces, but shrieking her head off. We nursed her through her early weeks, with the intention of adopting her out when she was 8-weeks old—after all, we already had 9 cats!
Unfortunately, at 8 weeks old she looked pretty similar to what you see here, and not everyone saw her as “cute.” Those round eyes stayed with her as she grew, and she always looked startled. My friend who worked in animal rescue did her best, compiling and circulating a collage of Lucy’s ‘best photographic angles,’ but we did not get a single person interested in her!
So, as these things tend to go, she became our Number 10. The third picture is her full-grown.
Our little Lucy died 2 months ago at 10 years of age, after battling Lymphoma for a year. She was a quirky, loving little girl, and full of personality! There was never a dull moment with her around—and that shrieking that helped me find her when she was 10 days old was her trademark sound—always.
And perhaps now, on Quora, she can get the attention she deserved so many years ago.
Unfortunately, at 8 weeks old she looked pretty similar to what you see here, and not everyone saw her as “cute.” Those round eyes stayed with her as she grew, and she always looked startled. My friend who worked in animal rescue did her best, compiling and circulating a collage of Lucy’s ‘best photographic angles,’ but we did not get a single person interested in her!
So, as these things tend to go, she became our Number 10. The third picture is her full-grown.
Our little Lucy died 2 months ago at 10 years of age, after battling Lymphoma for a year. She was a quirky, loving little girl, and full of personality! There was never a dull moment with her around—and that shrieking that helped me find her when she was 10 days old was her trademark sound—always.
And perhaps now, on Quora, she can get the attention she deserved so many years ago.
Texican
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Seventy five years of friendship!.
that’s a bond cutting through generations.
Beautiful!!!
The ladies above are world war 2 female seargents V. Thier names are Mityoshina and Zalko. They are former students of the Moscow state Theatrical institute and were at the war front from the first days of war.
They have been awarded the medal for 'military services' bravery and courage.
that’s a bond cutting through generations.
Beautiful!!!
The ladies above are world war 2 female seargents V. Thier names are Mityoshina and Zalko. They are former students of the Moscow state Theatrical institute and were at the war front from the first days of war.
They have been awarded the medal for 'military services' bravery and courage.
Texican
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What brings a smile to your face no matter what you're going through?
This picture of my grandmother. She was 88 years old, and I think of her life and all she willing gave for me as well as others and I have to smile.
She was not just any grandmother but a grandmother who willingly gave up her friends and money to raise her 3 grandchildren, myself being 5 years and my brothers 4 and 1 year. She was 73 when the Judge legally gave us to her.
She decided, after living in Texas, things might be better for us to move away. She packed our things and put them in storage telling them once she found a home, she would send for them.
One night we happened to spend the night in a hotel in Arkansas across from a real estate office. The next morning, she walked across the street and the next thing we knew she was taking us to look at our new home. We loved it. By this time, she was in her 80’s, and I was 12 and my brothers were 11 and 8 years old.
Our new little town in Arkansas had 4,388 people in it. (I drove by that sign every day for years!) We loved the new country home on 40 acres as we city kids became country kids. She had a barn built and purchased two horses and we were so happy! She grew beautiful Irises, and we grew a garden and enjoyed eating the
fruits of our labor.
The first Sunday we joined a little country Baptist church not far from us. That little church became our second home.
God allowed our grandmother to live to be almost 97 by a week. I was 32 yrs. old when she went to heaven, and it was the hardest day of my life. Yet, I knew she was only absent, not gone
This picture of my grandmother. She was 88 years old, and I think of her life and all she willing gave for me as well as others and I have to smile.
She was not just any grandmother but a grandmother who willingly gave up her friends and money to raise her 3 grandchildren, myself being 5 years and my brothers 4 and 1 year. She was 73 when the Judge legally gave us to her.
She decided, after living in Texas, things might be better for us to move away. She packed our things and put them in storage telling them once she found a home, she would send for them.
One night we happened to spend the night in a hotel in Arkansas across from a real estate office. The next morning, she walked across the street and the next thing we knew she was taking us to look at our new home. We loved it. By this time, she was in her 80’s, and I was 12 and my brothers were 11 and 8 years old.
Our new little town in Arkansas had 4,388 people in it. (I drove by that sign every day for years!) We loved the new country home on 40 acres as we city kids became country kids. She had a barn built and purchased two horses and we were so happy! She grew beautiful Irises, and we grew a garden and enjoyed eating the
fruits of our labor.
The first Sunday we joined a little country Baptist church not far from us. That little church became our second home.
God allowed our grandmother to live to be almost 97 by a week. I was 32 yrs. old when she went to heaven, and it was the hardest day of my life. Yet, I knew she was only absent, not gone
When I was in sixth grade, our spaniel had four puppies, which she kept in a small open shed in our back yard. Shortly thereafter, a mother cat made four trips to the shed. Each time, she brought a kitten. She then left and never came back. Our dog raised all eight babies. Of course, when they grew a little they started playing. The puppies cried because the kittens used their claws!
I never knew why the mother cat brought the kittens. Was she unable to nurse them for some reason? How did she find an adoptive home for her babies? When I am raptured, I am going to find out from Yeshua. Actually, I have a long list of questions saved up for him.....
I never knew why the mother cat brought the kittens. Was she unable to nurse them for some reason? How did she find an adoptive home for her babies? When I am raptured, I am going to find out from Yeshua. Actually, I have a long list of questions saved up for him.....
Texican
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What is something that a teacher should never say to a child?
When I was 12, my grandpa died. My little brother and I missed class for the funeral. The next day after school, my brother, who never cries, stormed into the house. Tears streaming down his face. Eyes, face, everything red. Tear stains on his cheeks.
The teacher had said class was so much better without him. That everyone was happy he was gone for the day. She then asked the class to raise their hands if they liked it better without him. Everyone raised their hand. Except my brother's best friend who got sent into the hall for disobedience.
I cannot think of a worse sight than seeing a 9 year old crying. He was heart broken over my grandfather. He was devastated by the kids at school. My parents were beside themselves with anger, grief, and pain.
My dad stormed up to the school the next day and the teacher apologized. But frankly, she should have lost her job.
This is the same school who forced my brother to take meds for adhd. Something he didn't have. My parents fought to get him tested. Eventually the school agreed. Everyone said my brother was lazy or dumb. He was neither: he tested at or just below a genius IQ. He was bored, he would sit and read the dictionary in class and the same teacher told him there was no way he could retain the information. He did it anyway.
My little brother is now 30. He has a bachelor's in logistics, working on his masters . He works for the air force, making quite a bit of money. He has a nice life: 2 kids, and a wife, he makes enough for her to stay at home.
He did okay for himself in spite of the fact mutiple people told him he wouldn't amount to much.
My brother.
When I was 12, my grandpa died. My little brother and I missed class for the funeral. The next day after school, my brother, who never cries, stormed into the house. Tears streaming down his face. Eyes, face, everything red. Tear stains on his cheeks.
The teacher had said class was so much better without him. That everyone was happy he was gone for the day. She then asked the class to raise their hands if they liked it better without him. Everyone raised their hand. Except my brother's best friend who got sent into the hall for disobedience.
I cannot think of a worse sight than seeing a 9 year old crying. He was heart broken over my grandfather. He was devastated by the kids at school. My parents were beside themselves with anger, grief, and pain.
My dad stormed up to the school the next day and the teacher apologized. But frankly, she should have lost her job.
This is the same school who forced my brother to take meds for adhd. Something he didn't have. My parents fought to get him tested. Eventually the school agreed. Everyone said my brother was lazy or dumb. He was neither: he tested at or just below a genius IQ. He was bored, he would sit and read the dictionary in class and the same teacher told him there was no way he could retain the information. He did it anyway.
My little brother is now 30. He has a bachelor's in logistics, working on his masters . He works for the air force, making quite a bit of money. He has a nice life: 2 kids, and a wife, he makes enough for her to stay at home.
He did okay for himself in spite of the fact mutiple people told him he wouldn't amount to much.
My brother.
Texican
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What has your spouse done that completely blew your mind?
Just a few days ago…..
We have a very elderly dog. Multiple, serious health problems. She’s far outlived even the most optimistic expectations and still enjoys a quality of life, when awake, that frankly I envy.
But…we are starting to find “accidents”. A dog bed with urine. The occasional pooplette or poop. It happens to humans and it happens to dogs. When I was young my dear grandfather told me once, “ shit washes off”. My mother and grandmother were horrified to hear me repeat that, but it was a perspective new to me, and one I still appreciate. Shit does wash off.
Dear Little Bit of course sleeps with us. So, when my dear husband woke up to find, well, a bit of dog shit on his blanket, (the dog I had already taken outside, but I did not see the poop in the dark), he, without saying a word about it, cleaned up the poop n put the blanket to be washed with the next wash of “accidents” and dog beds. I only knew because I r
an the next load.
I have never loved him more.
That’s Little Bit on the bottom, oh, about ten years ago
Just a few days ago…..
We have a very elderly dog. Multiple, serious health problems. She’s far outlived even the most optimistic expectations and still enjoys a quality of life, when awake, that frankly I envy.
But…we are starting to find “accidents”. A dog bed with urine. The occasional pooplette or poop. It happens to humans and it happens to dogs. When I was young my dear grandfather told me once, “ shit washes off”. My mother and grandmother were horrified to hear me repeat that, but it was a perspective new to me, and one I still appreciate. Shit does wash off.
Dear Little Bit of course sleeps with us. So, when my dear husband woke up to find, well, a bit of dog shit on his blanket, (the dog I had already taken outside, but I did not see the poop in the dark), he, without saying a word about it, cleaned up the poop n put the blanket to be washed with the next wash of “accidents” and dog beds. I only knew because I r
an the next load.
I have never loved him more.
That’s Little Bit on the bottom, oh, about ten years ago
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Jan 19
Two young men gave so freely and without hesitation to help us out.
“We were in Athens yesterday and Avery had to go to the bathroom really, really bad. She & I ran into the closest place which was a Subway in downtown Athens. We ran straight to the bathroom and the employee got my attention and told me the bathroom was only for paying customers. I didn’t have my wallet with me and I told him I was sorry, I didn’t have my wallet and we would leave. Without hesitation these 2 young men spoke up and said they would buy a cookie for Avery so she could be a “paying customer” so she could use the restroom.”
“I was so grateful, thanked them profusely and dashed in the restroom with Avery. We came back out and they were still there, so I thanked them again and started talking with them. Turns out they both play on the UGA football team. (Go Dawgs) We had a great conversation and exchanged some laughs, and talked about football. To some it may seem like a small act, but I was so thankful and impressed that these 2 college kids who don’t have kids of their own gave so freely and without hesitation to help us out. The world needs MORE of this! Thank you Latavious & Jaylen!!
Fine young men who asked for nothing in return and a great example. A much needed ray of sunshine. Reminds me of Andy Stanley’s sermon “What does love require of you”? Food for thought.
Go Dawgs!!”
"What the world needs now is love sweet love"
Credit: Christie Williams Myers
Two young men gave so freely and without hesitation to help us out.
“We were in Athens yesterday and Avery had to go to the bathroom really, really bad. She & I ran into the closest place which was a Subway in downtown Athens. We ran straight to the bathroom and the employee got my attention and told me the bathroom was only for paying customers. I didn’t have my wallet with me and I told him I was sorry, I didn’t have my wallet and we would leave. Without hesitation these 2 young men spoke up and said they would buy a cookie for Avery so she could be a “paying customer” so she could use the restroom.”
“I was so grateful, thanked them profusely and dashed in the restroom with Avery. We came back out and they were still there, so I thanked them again and started talking with them. Turns out they both play on the UGA football team. (Go Dawgs) We had a great conversation and exchanged some laughs, and talked about football. To some it may seem like a small act, but I was so thankful and impressed that these 2 college kids who don’t have kids of their own gave so freely and without hesitation to help us out. The world needs MORE of this! Thank you Latavious & Jaylen!!
Fine young men who asked for nothing in return and a great example. A much needed ray of sunshine. Reminds me of Andy Stanley’s sermon “What does love require of you”? Food for thought.
Go Dawgs!!”
"What the world needs now is love sweet love"
Credit: Christie Williams Myers
Texican
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What is the kindest thing a pet has done for you?
My dog gave her life to save my son.
Cindy, my dog, was six years old and she was the most home-loving and obedient dog. I loved her and she knew it. When my son was born, she was immediately very protective over him. She’d sit beside his pram for hours, popping her front legs up onto the pram every now and then to make sure he was ok.
My son was almost three years old. We lived near a busy road and we were super vigilant at always child-proofing the front door - without exception. My son, as young children can be, was into everything. We’d often find him in the kitchen at 4 am with a concoction of cereal, milk, dry dog food, eggs, etc all mixed up on the kitchen floor. He was that kind of child - into everything. He also watched everything we would do and try to mimic us in his own unique way, often with highly amusing consequences.
One morning, again around 4 am, he somehow managed to ‘escape’ through his bedroom window. To rewind a little, Cindy knew not to go outside (apart from the garden) without us. We could have left the front door open all day (when my son was visiting with grandparents) and she’d never venture out. She also knew that our son wasn't allowed to go through the front door without us, evidenced by her pushing at him if he fiddled with the front door handle. She didn't know that it was double locked. This day, she followed my son through the window.
At 5 am, the police woke us knocking on the door. Their words were - “your son was nearly killed but your dog copped it”. They then reiterated what the lorry driver had said…
He told them that he was driving along in the dark and in the distance he could see something ‘light coloured’ moving on the road. As he got closer, he could see a dog at the side of the road barking and barking at the ‘light coloured’ something. At the last moment, he realised that this was a child and was about to swerve. He said he could see the dog, still barking and glancing between the truck and the child. While the driver was braking, the dog ran out into the road, jumped at the child’s back and threw him out of the path of the lorry and at the same time, the lorry hit the dog and killed her.
According to the police, the driver said that he'd never believe what he saw unless it was with his own eyes. He said that the dog definitely knew the danger which is why she was barking so anxiously. He said “that dog just saved that kid’s life and it knew what it was doing.”
That was 39 years ago and I still miss Cindy every day. She was a rough collie (a lassie dog) and I can understand why this breed was chosen for the movies.
This is my lovely girl…
The quality of next one is awful. This is Cindy with my son when he was a baby.
My dog gave her life to save my son.
Cindy, my dog, was six years old and she was the most home-loving and obedient dog. I loved her and she knew it. When my son was born, she was immediately very protective over him. She’d sit beside his pram for hours, popping her front legs up onto the pram every now and then to make sure he was ok.
My son was almost three years old. We lived near a busy road and we were super vigilant at always child-proofing the front door - without exception. My son, as young children can be, was into everything. We’d often find him in the kitchen at 4 am with a concoction of cereal, milk, dry dog food, eggs, etc all mixed up on the kitchen floor. He was that kind of child - into everything. He also watched everything we would do and try to mimic us in his own unique way, often with highly amusing consequences.
One morning, again around 4 am, he somehow managed to ‘escape’ through his bedroom window. To rewind a little, Cindy knew not to go outside (apart from the garden) without us. We could have left the front door open all day (when my son was visiting with grandparents) and she’d never venture out. She also knew that our son wasn't allowed to go through the front door without us, evidenced by her pushing at him if he fiddled with the front door handle. She didn't know that it was double locked. This day, she followed my son through the window.
At 5 am, the police woke us knocking on the door. Their words were - “your son was nearly killed but your dog copped it”. They then reiterated what the lorry driver had said…
He told them that he was driving along in the dark and in the distance he could see something ‘light coloured’ moving on the road. As he got closer, he could see a dog at the side of the road barking and barking at the ‘light coloured’ something. At the last moment, he realised that this was a child and was about to swerve. He said he could see the dog, still barking and glancing between the truck and the child. While the driver was braking, the dog ran out into the road, jumped at the child’s back and threw him out of the path of the lorry and at the same time, the lorry hit the dog and killed her.
According to the police, the driver said that he'd never believe what he saw unless it was with his own eyes. He said that the dog definitely knew the danger which is why she was barking so anxiously. He said “that dog just saved that kid’s life and it knew what it was doing.”
That was 39 years ago and I still miss Cindy every day. She was a rough collie (a lassie dog) and I can understand why this breed was chosen for the movies.
This is my lovely girl…
The quality of next one is awful. This is Cindy with my son when he was a baby.
Texican
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What is the most heart-touching moment with your pet?
Several months after getting my younger dog for a playmate for my older dog they decided to take off on a grand adventure. We live in the river bottoms and were experiencing some flooding at the time. They ended up on the other side of the floodwater. The young dog came home after 4 days, exhausted and famished. I took her on a leash the next day to look for her “sister". We walked about 2 miles before she headed through the thicker woods to a clearing with a fallen tree. She walked back and forth on top of that tree, looking, and then came to me, put her head down against my side with a heavy sigh like “she said she would meet me here, I don't know where she is". That was heartbreaking. I had to carry her most of the way home because she just gave up.
Yes, the older dog was found 4 days later, exhausted and very happy to see her “daddy"
Several months after getting my younger dog for a playmate for my older dog they decided to take off on a grand adventure. We live in the river bottoms and were experiencing some flooding at the time. They ended up on the other side of the floodwater. The young dog came home after 4 days, exhausted and famished. I took her on a leash the next day to look for her “sister". We walked about 2 miles before she headed through the thicker woods to a clearing with a fallen tree. She walked back and forth on top of that tree, looking, and then came to me, put her head down against my side with a heavy sigh like “she said she would meet me here, I don't know where she is". That was heartbreaking. I had to carry her most of the way home because she just gave up.
Yes, the older dog was found 4 days later, exhausted and very happy to see her “daddy"
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How did a dog change your world?
When I was 5, I would curl up in the lap of my dog while I slept. When my mom came in to get me up, my dog growled at her. I never understood why until much later.
I was taken away by the police due to abuse and my dog was protecting me. I spent the next 3 years in several foster homes. I don’t remember much, except the dogs. Every home that had a dog, it was the dog that I latched on to. It was the dog that accepted me for who I was when everyone I knew abandoned me.
Later I was adopted. They also had a dog that became my best friend.
As I grew up, I always had a dog by my side. I am now a fully grown adult with children of my own and we all agree, our dog is their favorite sibling and our best kid…lol. This is Grubbs:
He is my emotional support animal. And I need him as much as he needs me. Due to my childhood traumas, I carry tremendous pain and he is the best medicine for me.
When I look back at my life, I can’t say one dog changed my world, rather dogs made my world worth living in. I could never express my gratitude enough. Thank Dog I’m even here today!
When I was 5, I would curl up in the lap of my dog while I slept. When my mom came in to get me up, my dog growled at her. I never understood why until much later.
I was taken away by the police due to abuse and my dog was protecting me. I spent the next 3 years in several foster homes. I don’t remember much, except the dogs. Every home that had a dog, it was the dog that I latched on to. It was the dog that accepted me for who I was when everyone I knew abandoned me.
Later I was adopted. They also had a dog that became my best friend.
As I grew up, I always had a dog by my side. I am now a fully grown adult with children of my own and we all agree, our dog is their favorite sibling and our best kid…lol. This is Grubbs:
He is my emotional support animal. And I need him as much as he needs me. Due to my childhood traumas, I carry tremendous pain and he is the best medicine for me.
When I look back at my life, I can’t say one dog changed my world, rather dogs made my world worth living in. I could never express my gratitude enough. Thank Dog I’m even here today!
Texican
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What are the sweet memories of a tough time when your family was there for you?
I had prepared myself to spend Thanksgiving alone.
My husband and I had separated within 8 months of moving 500 miles away from my hometown. My little boy would be with his father on Thanksgiving, and I’d be alone.
Like many families, we held Thanksgiving at our parents’ house. This year, everyone would be there except me.
Then, the unexpected happened. Mother called to say she and Dad were coming to spend Thanksgiving with me! I was stunned. They sacrificed spending the holiday with their other three children, their spouses and grandchildren to be with me.
Mother and Dad were this age on that occasion.
You have to know my Dad for the next part. First of all, I must have mentioned (very much in passing) that I had a dead tree in my front yard that was listing somewhat precariously in the direction of the house.
After we ate Thanksgiving dinner…and I mean Dad was swallowing his last bite…he got up from the table, hustled out the backdoor and got his chainsaw out of the trunk of their car.
Mother and I looked through the window as Dad took down that tree and cut it into pieces then stacked it for burning in my fireplace.
Well, it didn’t end there. I must have also mentioned my leaky faucets. Let me just say I learned to be a little more careful about my “mentionings” from then on.
Dad returned the chainsaw to the trunk then carried his rather impressive toolbox into the house. No room was left unchecked. No stone left unturned. Every single thing that needed fixing, got fixed.
You see, Dad knew this about his second daughter, actually all three of his daughters. We three sisters were terrible with tools and fixing things. The word, pathetic, comes to mind. I didn’t have much money then and he knew I couldn’t afford to hire someone to come in. I suspect that was one of the reasons they came out.
The following day, Steve returned home and the four of us went to Longwood Gardens about an hour away. It was lovely! We had a grand time.
Dad took this photo of Steve the day we went to Longwood Gardens.
Truly, I could write a book about the times my parents helped all four of their children. This is just one example of their generosity.
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Parents love for their children knows no bounds.
Texican....
I had prepared myself to spend Thanksgiving alone.
My husband and I had separated within 8 months of moving 500 miles away from my hometown. My little boy would be with his father on Thanksgiving, and I’d be alone.
Like many families, we held Thanksgiving at our parents’ house. This year, everyone would be there except me.
Then, the unexpected happened. Mother called to say she and Dad were coming to spend Thanksgiving with me! I was stunned. They sacrificed spending the holiday with their other three children, their spouses and grandchildren to be with me.
Mother and Dad were this age on that occasion.
You have to know my Dad for the next part. First of all, I must have mentioned (very much in passing) that I had a dead tree in my front yard that was listing somewhat precariously in the direction of the house.
After we ate Thanksgiving dinner…and I mean Dad was swallowing his last bite…he got up from the table, hustled out the backdoor and got his chainsaw out of the trunk of their car.
Mother and I looked through the window as Dad took down that tree and cut it into pieces then stacked it for burning in my fireplace.
Well, it didn’t end there. I must have also mentioned my leaky faucets. Let me just say I learned to be a little more careful about my “mentionings” from then on.
Dad returned the chainsaw to the trunk then carried his rather impressive toolbox into the house. No room was left unchecked. No stone left unturned. Every single thing that needed fixing, got fixed.
You see, Dad knew this about his second daughter, actually all three of his daughters. We three sisters were terrible with tools and fixing things. The word, pathetic, comes to mind. I didn’t have much money then and he knew I couldn’t afford to hire someone to come in. I suspect that was one of the reasons they came out.
The following day, Steve returned home and the four of us went to Longwood Gardens about an hour away. It was lovely! We had a grand time.
Dad took this photo of Steve the day we went to Longwood Gardens.
Truly, I could write a book about the times my parents helped all four of their children. This is just one example of their generosity.
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Parents love for their children knows no bounds.
Texican....
Texican
Live Free & Die Free.... God Freedom Country....
Have you ever met someone where something just didn't seem right about them?
Yes. I was selling something on Craigslist and, like an idiot, I allowed him to come to my home to do the sale. This was at least ten years ago, and I can’t even remember exactly what I was selling, or the details, but I do recall that I just got a creepy feeling from him. I met him at the front door and kept the glass storm door between us. We spoke for a couple minutes and I went to retrieve the for sale item. When I returned, he’d pulled the storm door open a couple inches and was moving to come in. I grabbed the door handle and yanked it shut, saying loudly at the same time, “No!”
My two dogs apparently heard my tone of voice and came dashing from another room. (They were bouvier des flandres and weighed 140 and 160 pounds. See photo below.)
(Image from google)
Olivia, the smaller of the two, hit the full glass door at high speed, the glass broke, and she landed on the guy, pushing him down the steps. Maddie, the larger dog, was one step behind. I caught her by the collar and yanked, yelling her name and “Down!” She held back. I called Olivia off and the guy picked himself up and ran off.
He posted something on Craigslist about me being a b*tch and having rabid killer dogs. Obviously, I deleted it.
A couple months later, he was arrested for rape. He met his victim via Craigslist. There was a lot of press about it at the time.
I was right and so were my dogs. He was a creep.
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That is why you need furr buddies.
Texican....
Yes. I was selling something on Craigslist and, like an idiot, I allowed him to come to my home to do the sale. This was at least ten years ago, and I can’t even remember exactly what I was selling, or the details, but I do recall that I just got a creepy feeling from him. I met him at the front door and kept the glass storm door between us. We spoke for a couple minutes and I went to retrieve the for sale item. When I returned, he’d pulled the storm door open a couple inches and was moving to come in. I grabbed the door handle and yanked it shut, saying loudly at the same time, “No!”
My two dogs apparently heard my tone of voice and came dashing from another room. (They were bouvier des flandres and weighed 140 and 160 pounds. See photo below.)
(Image from google)
Olivia, the smaller of the two, hit the full glass door at high speed, the glass broke, and she landed on the guy, pushing him down the steps. Maddie, the larger dog, was one step behind. I caught her by the collar and yanked, yelling her name and “Down!” She held back. I called Olivia off and the guy picked himself up and ran off.
He posted something on Craigslist about me being a b*tch and having rabid killer dogs. Obviously, I deleted it.
A couple months later, he was arrested for rape. He met his victim via Craigslist. There was a lot of press about it at the time.
I was right and so were my dogs. He was a creep.
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That is why you need furr buddies.
Texican....
Texican
Live Free & Die Free.... God Freedom Country....
Woman Helps Man Who Suffered Head Injury From Bike Accident
“I met a man today. His name is Marcus. On my lunch break, I had the urge to go get Slimjims and off I went because I just had to have them. On my way there, I noticed a man laying in the road and a bicycle. Everyone was going around him and I immediately pulled over and jumped out of my car.
He was trying to keep his head off the hot road but was talking about his neck and back hurting. His foot looked to be broken as well as it was stuck between the wires in the back wheel of his bicycle. He had been hit by a car and I sat there with him, had him rest his head on my leg while one hand kept his head still and the other blocked the sun from his eyes. Paramedics and fire rescue showed up and I stayed...and was even able to help get him into a neck brace and onto a back board.
Once he was on the stretcher, I grabbed his backpack and told the EMT his mom had called and to please let her know which hospital they were taking him to and we parted ways.
Originally, my coworker took this photo to show our boss as proof in case we were late back to work.. I had no intention of keeping it but I love how natural it was for me and how calm I was able to keep him...and it makes me SO MUCH MORE excited to get into the fire academy.
So Marcus, if you see this, I hope you are okay and have a speedy recovery.”
Credit: Tiffany Mills
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What a caring young woman.
“I met a man today. His name is Marcus. On my lunch break, I had the urge to go get Slimjims and off I went because I just had to have them. On my way there, I noticed a man laying in the road and a bicycle. Everyone was going around him and I immediately pulled over and jumped out of my car.
He was trying to keep his head off the hot road but was talking about his neck and back hurting. His foot looked to be broken as well as it was stuck between the wires in the back wheel of his bicycle. He had been hit by a car and I sat there with him, had him rest his head on my leg while one hand kept his head still and the other blocked the sun from his eyes. Paramedics and fire rescue showed up and I stayed...and was even able to help get him into a neck brace and onto a back board.
Once he was on the stretcher, I grabbed his backpack and told the EMT his mom had called and to please let her know which hospital they were taking him to and we parted ways.
Originally, my coworker took this photo to show our boss as proof in case we were late back to work.. I had no intention of keeping it but I love how natural it was for me and how calm I was able to keep him...and it makes me SO MUCH MORE excited to get into the fire academy.
So Marcus, if you see this, I hope you are okay and have a speedy recovery.”
Credit: Tiffany Mills
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What a caring young woman.
Texican
Live Free & Die Free.... God Freedom Country....
Credit goes to Amy Wadford
"I’m not sure who this man is and I’m sure he just wanted to eat his meal in peace, but Brekken had other plans. We took all six kids to eat at Fernando's and all Brekken wanted was to eat with him. He was continuously crying and as I got up to take him to the car, this man asked to get him. Brekken instantly stopped crying and sat and ate chips and salsa and had conversation with him until he was ready to go.
Brekken was completely content and told him bye like he had known him his whole life. It’s the small things! So, if you know him, please tell him again I said thank you. He didn’t have to do what he did but completely made Brekken’s whole day.
"*Update: His name is Darius West.
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Kindness knows no bounds.
Texican....
Texican
Live Free & Die Free.... God Freedom Country....
Biddy Bridget Mason (1815-1891)
She was born into slavery and "given" as a wedding gift to a Mormon couple in Mississippi named Robert and Rebecca Smith. In 1847 at age 32, Biddy Mason was forced to walk from Mississippi to Utah tending to the cattle behind her master’s 300-wagon caravan. She "walked" from Mississippi to Utah. That's 1, 618.9 miles!
After four years in Salt Lake City, Smith took the group to a new Mormon settlement in San Bernardino, California in search of gold. Biddy Mason soon discovered that the California State Constitution made slavery illegal, and that her master's had a plan to move them all to Texas to avoid freeing them.
With the help of some freed Blacks she had befriended, she and the other Slaves attempted to run away to Los Angeles, but they were intercepted by Smith and brought back. However, when he tried to leave the state with his family and Slaves, a local posse prevented them from leaving.
Biddy had Robert Smith brought into court on a writ of habeas corpus. She, her daughters, and the ten other Slaves were held in jail for their own safety to protect them from an angry and violent pro-slavery mob until the Judge heard the case and granted their freedom.
Now free, Mason and her three daughters moved to Los Angeles where they worked and saved enough money to buy a house at 331 Spring Street in downtown Los Angeles. Biddy was employed as a Nurse, Midwife, and Domestic Servant. She was one of the first Black women to own land in the city of Los Angeles.
She had the intelligence and boldness to use part of her land as a temporary resting place for horses and carriages, and people visiting town paid money in exchange for the space. That particular area was considered the first "parking lot" in Los Angeles.
Knowing what it meant to be oppressed and friendless, Biddy Mason immediately began a philanthropic career by opening her home to the poor, hungry, and homeless. Through hard work, saving, and investing carefully, she was able to purchase large amounts of real estate including a commercial building, which provided her with enough income to help build schools, hospitals, and churches.
Her financial fortunes continued to increase until she accumulated a fortune of almost $300,000. In today's money, that would be $6M. Her most noted accomplishment is the founding of the First AME Church in California. In her tireless work she was known for saying "If you hold your hand closed, nothing good can come in. The open hand gives in abundance; even as it receives."
Biddy Bridget Mason died on January 15, 1891 at the age of 76. On March 27, 1988, ninety one years after her death, a special occasion event was given in her honor by members of the church she helped founded. Mayor Tom Bradley was among the dignitaries in attendance. Black women are legendary.
Black History is American History
She was born into slavery and "given" as a wedding gift to a Mormon couple in Mississippi named Robert and Rebecca Smith. In 1847 at age 32, Biddy Mason was forced to walk from Mississippi to Utah tending to the cattle behind her master’s 300-wagon caravan. She "walked" from Mississippi to Utah. That's 1, 618.9 miles!
After four years in Salt Lake City, Smith took the group to a new Mormon settlement in San Bernardino, California in search of gold. Biddy Mason soon discovered that the California State Constitution made slavery illegal, and that her master's had a plan to move them all to Texas to avoid freeing them.
With the help of some freed Blacks she had befriended, she and the other Slaves attempted to run away to Los Angeles, but they were intercepted by Smith and brought back. However, when he tried to leave the state with his family and Slaves, a local posse prevented them from leaving.
Biddy had Robert Smith brought into court on a writ of habeas corpus. She, her daughters, and the ten other Slaves were held in jail for their own safety to protect them from an angry and violent pro-slavery mob until the Judge heard the case and granted their freedom.
Now free, Mason and her three daughters moved to Los Angeles where they worked and saved enough money to buy a house at 331 Spring Street in downtown Los Angeles. Biddy was employed as a Nurse, Midwife, and Domestic Servant. She was one of the first Black women to own land in the city of Los Angeles.
She had the intelligence and boldness to use part of her land as a temporary resting place for horses and carriages, and people visiting town paid money in exchange for the space. That particular area was considered the first "parking lot" in Los Angeles.
Knowing what it meant to be oppressed and friendless, Biddy Mason immediately began a philanthropic career by opening her home to the poor, hungry, and homeless. Through hard work, saving, and investing carefully, she was able to purchase large amounts of real estate including a commercial building, which provided her with enough income to help build schools, hospitals, and churches.
Her financial fortunes continued to increase until she accumulated a fortune of almost $300,000. In today's money, that would be $6M. Her most noted accomplishment is the founding of the First AME Church in California. In her tireless work she was known for saying "If you hold your hand closed, nothing good can come in. The open hand gives in abundance; even as it receives."
Biddy Bridget Mason died on January 15, 1891 at the age of 76. On March 27, 1988, ninety one years after her death, a special occasion event was given in her honor by members of the church she helped founded. Mayor Tom Bradley was among the dignitaries in attendance. Black women are legendary.
Black History is American History