Alayna Allen

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@Seraphinaf5 71

[Aaron Torres @Aaron_Torres]

Biggest winner of 2026: West Virginia

WVU makes the College World Series.

"Country Roads" becomes the official anthem of the World Cup and summer of 2026 in general.

America is Appalachia. Appalachia is America.

Love ALL of you 🇺🇸🇺🇸

[Catturd ™ @catturd2]

People who live moral Christian lives don’t have to tell people they do 24/7.

Everyone in their lives know they do without them ever saying a word.

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@elonmusk For the love of money is the root of all evil.

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

Rain chain

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@dbongino My birthday is the 4th and this is the best gift I could get. Welcome back!

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@dbongino Thank you for your service this past year. So glad you’re back tho. Love and support from Middletown Maryland.

[Elon Musk @elonmusk]

Powerful words

[JAS @JazJazzmine]

“If you visit someone and you notice dust on their chandelier, don’t ever go back”

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@fopminui 1995 I was 20 or 21, I was driving home from college and my car broke down. A trucker stopped, tried to help then offered me a ride to the Big Sandy’s truck stop about 10 miles away. He was so kind and I have always been grateful for his help.

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@catturd2 My boys always keeping watch over me.

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@Not_the_Bee @Ryanmariebach78 I agree. Look into project management roles in tech ops, it could be across any industry of interest - relationships cannot be replaced.

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@itsrosesm Mary and Nellie
My great grandmothers were Adeline and Madgie

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@oelma__ Opal

[US Homeland Security News @defense_civil25]

FROM THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES:

Whereas it is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favor…

And whereas both Houses of Congress have by their joint Committee requested me “to recommend to the People of the United States a day of public thanksgiving and prayer to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many signal favors of Almighty God especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness.

Now therefore I do recommend and assign [the last Thursday of November] next to be devoted by the People of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being, who is the beneficent Author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be—

That we may then all unite in rendering unto him our sincere and humble thanks—for his kind care and protection of the People of this Country previous to their becoming a Nation—

For the signal and manifold mercies, and the favorable interpositions of his Providence which we experienced in the course and conclusion of the late war—for the great degree of tranquillity, union, and plenty, which we have since enjoyed…

For the peaceable and rational manner, in which we have been enabled to establish constitutions of government for our safety and happiness, and particularly the national One now lately instituted—for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed; and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge; and in general for all the great and various favors which he hath been pleased to confer upon us.

And also that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations—

And beseech him to pardon our national and other transgressions—to enable us all, whether in public or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually—

To render our national government a blessing to all the people, by constantly being a Government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed—to protect and guide all Sovereigns and Nations (especially such as have shewn kindness unto us) and to bless them with good government, peace, and concord—

To promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the encrease of science among them and us—and generally to grant unto all Mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as he alone knows to be best.

Given under my hand at the City of New-York [on] the third day of October in the year of our Lord 1789.

—George Washington

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

@catturd2 My dad would agree!

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"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

[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

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[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

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[Alayna Allen @AlaynaAllen24]

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