Gary Orrell

CNA Married to a wonderful & talented women. Grateful to God for the many blessings in my life. Treat all like you want to be treated. #EndALS #Godbless🇺🇸🇺🇦

[Selina Wang @selinawangtv]

Trump torches his own plan for Jay Clayton, his nominee for director of national intelligence, pressuring lawmakers to pass voting restrictions law

In a rebuke to Trump, Sen. Cotton says committee will proceed with Clayton hearing as scheduled

The question is whether Clayton shows up

At G7, Trump said he expects Bill Pulte to be in the role as acting director for "as long as it takes" @ABCNewsLive

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

A mother yelled at her 6 year old daughter when she found her outside in the rain, until she saw what was in her arms.

In May 2006, a mother started noticing her little girl spending more time than usual in the plastic dollhouse in the backyard.

At first, she thought it was cute.

Her daughter would take snacks outside, sit in the dollhouse, and stay there for long stretches like she had built her own tiny world.

But a few days later, during a hard rainstorm, the mother checked her daughter’s room and realized her bed was empty.

Panic hit instantly. She searched the house, called her name, checked every room, and then remembered the one place her daughter always ran to.

The dollhouse. She grabbed an umbrella and rushed into the backyard, already scared and angry, but when she opened the little door, she froze.

Her 6 year old daughter was sitting inside, soaked from the rain, holding a trembling stray dog in her arms.

The little girl was crying and looked up at her mother with hope, saying he was her friend, he had nowhere to go, and she was only trying to keep him safe. That’s when everything clicked. The extra food. The longer trips outside. The snacks that kept disappearing.

Her daughter hadn’t been playing house. She had been feeding a stray dog for nearly a week. The mother said her anger disappeared right there in the rain, because she realized her little girl had been hiding the dog not to be disobedient, but because her heart couldn’t leave him outside alone.

They adopted him soon after. Now the little girl still plays in the dollhouse, only she doesn’t have to hide her best friend anymore.

[Joyce Alene @JoyceWhiteVance]

To say nothing of abandoning “innocent until proven guilty”

[Aurora Borealis 🤫 @aborealis940]

Being a Ukrainian woman is fixing a trolleybus in a dress and high heels as if it's just another item on today's to-do list 💃🏻💅🏻

[Marc E. Elias @marceelias]

I don't say this often enough: Democracy Docket has the smartest, most engaged pro-democracy community. I am thankful everyday for each and every one of them.🙏

[Gary Orrell @GaryOrrell]

@Hoainguyen888 🌟🎶❤️

[💜Music is Love💜 @Hoainguyen888]

This was one of the most successful romantic pairings of the 80s.

Peter Cetera had just begun his solo career after leaving the legendary band Chicago.

Amy Grant was known primarily for her modern Christian music, but this song introduced her to a wider audience.

The combination of their voices was key to the song's success.

[Anton Gerashchenko @Gerashchenko_en]

Kirill Petrenko, Chief Conductor of the Berliner Philharmoniker and the winner of Denmark's prestigious Léonie Sonning Music Prize, will donate the entire prize money - DKK 1 million (€134,000) - to organizations supporting Ukraine.

"For me, especially as a Russian-born artist, it's really completely shocking that all these wars are going on, particularly now in Ukraine, where people are still trying to live their lives while protecting and defending their sovereignty and their future.

That's why I made the decision to donate the money to different organizations that are supporting Ukraine, particularly those helping children who lost their families during the war, and also to some organizations that are trying to restore cultural sites in Ukraine destroyed by the war - churches, orphanages, and other cultural facilities.

I think this is what is desperately needed right now," Kirill Petrenko said.

Thank you for standing with Ukraine!

📹: Léonie Sonnings Musikpris / Facebook

[Gary Orrell @GaryOrrell]

@Gerashchenko_en 💔💔💔

[Anton Gerashchenko @Gerashchenko_en]

"The kids came running in with tears in their eyes... Can you imagine how traumatic this is for them?" - a coach on the Russian strike on an equestrian sports school in Sumy region.

Three horses were killed, with one still trapped under the rubble. Among them was a horse that had recently returned from a national competition after winning an award.

More than ten other animals were injured.

Poor horses. Poor kids. Poor staff. This is heartbreaking.

📹: Radio Liberty

[Love Music @khnh80044]

Imagine opening your eyes and being greeted by this adorable little face ❤️🥹

[Gary Orrell @GaryOrrell]

@GlendaleFOP12 Sending prayers 🙏

[Glendale Arizona FOP Lodge 12 @GlendaleFOP12]

2nd Philly Police Officer who was shot on Saturday has been released from the hospital 🙏🏽

One to go....

Please keep praying and let's get our third hero home 🙏🏽

[💜Music is Love💜 @Hoainguyen888]

I want to give her and those lovely children all the best things in the world.🩷🩷🙏

[Kateryna Lisunova @KaterynaLis]

Very emotional moment from the interview with Zelenskyy. You should watch this.

JOURNALIST: Do you miss being an actor?

ZELENSKYY:?I miss being a good father.

JOURNALIST: When your children were little, what did you tell them the most? What was the thing that you told them the most when they were small?

ZELENSKYY: I love you.

JOURNALIST: And what do you tell them now that they're older?

ZELENSKYY: Oh, I miss you.

JOURNALIST: When was the last time you cried?

ZELENSKYY: I will try to do it after our interview. No, I mean this, between us. I'm a normal man and then there are a lot of different moments, between us, almost each day, a lot of losses on the battlefield and civilians, and there are absolutely crazy attacks on our people.

And I'm just, it's… I mean, It's very difficult really, when I give orders (medals). I said about it. It's always difficult for me when I give orders (medals) to the mothers and fathers, who lost their children. In such moments, really, I often cry.

JOURNALIST: Are you a hero?

ZELENSKYY: No.

JOURNALIST: So who is your hero?

ZELENSKYY:?My hero? My children, my army, our army, and Ukrainian people. So I'm a part… I'm also a Ukrainian, so I'm a part of our nation. But now our nation, I think, that our nation is absolutely heroic.

[Joyce Alene @JoyceWhiteVance]

Some women at a Turning Point USA summit talked about relinquishing their right to vote to create a “more conservative” country. Here’s why we can’t afford to laugh it off as ridiculous.
https://t.co/3dtpBdcO5T

[Iryna Voichuk @IrynaVoichuk]

❤️‍🩹The animals wounded in russia’s drone strike on a zoo in Kharkiv are recovering under the care of veterinarians.

The injured rodents have been moved to safety. An elephant that experienced severe stress during the attack is gradually improving.

[Marc E. Elias @marceelias]

Corporate America has turned its back on democracy and bowed down to Trump. When, in the future, it once agains becomes convenient for them to say they celebrate democracy we should not believe them.

In the meantime, we are on our own.

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

Second Lieutenant Almond Fisher should have been finishing college. Instead, on the night of September 12, 1944, he was crawling through French mud toward German machine gun nests that were tearing his platoon apart.
He was 22 years old. He had a choice: pull back and live, or move forward alone and probably die.
He chose forward. Again and again and again.
By the time the sun rose, Almond Fisher had single-handedly destroyed multiple fortified German positions, saved his entire platoon, and earned the Medal of Honor.
He didn't live to receive it.
September 1944. The Vosges Mountains, Eastern France.
The Allies had landed at Normandy three months earlier. Paris was liberated. But the war was far from over. German forces had retreated to heavily fortified defensive positions in the mountains of eastern France, determined to stop the American advance.
Lieutenant Fisher's unit—the 157th Infantry Regiment, 45th Infantry Division—was ordered to take a strategic hill near the village of Cleurie. Intelligence said it was defended. What they didn't know was just how heavily.

The Germans had turned that hill into a fortress. Machine gun nests dug into the slope. Interlocking fields of fire. Clear sightlines down the approach. It was a killing ground.
Fisher's platoon started climbing in darkness, hoping surprise would give them an advantage.
It didn't.
The moment they got within range, German machine guns opened fire. Tracer rounds lit up the night. Bullets ripped through the air at 1,200 rounds per minute. Men dove for cover. Some didn't make it.
The platoon was pinned down, unable to advance, unable to retreat. If they stayed where they were, the Germans would call in artillery and annihilate them. If they tried to pull back, they'd be cut down in the open.
They needed those machine gun nests destroyed. Fast.
Lieutenant Almond Fisher looked at the hill. At the muzzle flashes. At the impossible distance he'd have to cross under fire.
Then he started crawling.
Alone.
While his platoon provided covering fire, Fisher low-crawled toward the nearest German position—a machine gun nest spitting death downhill. Bullets snapped past his head. Dirt kicked up around him. Every instinct screamed at him to stop, to go back, to survive.
He kept crawling.
When he got close enough, Fisher pulled a grenade, counted, and threw it perfectly into the German position. The explosion silenced the gun. He moved to the next nest.
Same thing. Crawl forward under fire. Grenade. Move.
His platoon watched in disbelief as their 22-year-old lieutenant—barely older than some of the privates he commanded—single-handedly dismantled the German defenses one position at a time.
But the Germans weren't giving up. More machine guns opened fire. Fisher kept going.
By now, he'd been crawling and fighting for hours. His uniform was shredded. His hands were bleeding. And then, somewhere during one of his solo assaults, he was hit.
A German bullet tore through him. The pain must have been excruciating.
His men shouted for him to fall back. To get medical attention. To let someone else take over.
Fisher refused.
He was wounded, bleeding, and the only thing standing between his platoon and annihilation. So he kept fighting.
He crawled to another machine gun nest. Destroyed it. Moved to the next. Destroyed that one too.
The Germans couldn't believe what they were seeing—one American officer, alone, wounded, systematically destroying their defensive line.
Fisher's platoon, inspired by his insane courage, began advancing again. If their lieutenant could do this alone and wounded, they could damn well support him.
The battle became brutal close-quarters fighting. Germans and Americans struggling for control of the hill in the dark. Grenades. Rifles. Bayonets.
And through it all, Lieutenant Almond Fisher kept leading. Kept fighting. Kept refusing to quit.
He made it to the top of the hill. The objective was almost secured. His men were going to make it because of him.
Then a German bullet found him.

Almond Fisher, 22 years old, from Brooklyn, New York, died on that French hillside leading the final assault.
But his platoon took the hill. Because of him, they survived. Because of his suicidal courage, they accomplished a mission that should have been impossible.
The Medal of Honor citation reads:
"Second Lieutenant Fisher's extraordinary heroism, his determination to accomplish the mission assigned to him, and his magnificent display of courage were an inspiration to his men. His fearless leadership saved the lives of many of his comrades."
Saved lives. That's what it came down to. Fisher knew that if he didn't move forward, his men would die. So he moved forward, again and again, even after being wounded, even knowing he probably wouldn't survive.
He was 22. He should have been worried about exams, dates, what to do after graduation. Instead, he was crawling through machine gun fire to save men he'd known for months.
His family received the Medal of Honor on his behalf in 1945. His mother held the blue ribbon and star-shaped medal—the highest honor America can give—and knew her son had died a hero.
Almond Fisher is buried in Long Island National Cemetery, in a section reserved for Medal of Honor recipients.
Most people have never heard his name. There are no movies about him. No viral stories. He's one of thousands of young men who did impossible things in World War II and died before anyone could properly thank them.
But the men of his platoon knew. They went home, got married, had children, lived full lives—because a 22-year-old lieutenant refused to let them die on a French hill.
When people ask what heroism looks like, this is it. Not immortal warriors. Not superhumans. Just ordinary people who see their friends in danger and decide that saving them matters more than saving themselves.
Almond Fisher was 22 years old. He crawled alone toward German machine guns. Got wounded. Refused evacuation. Kept fighting.
And died making sure his men lived.
That's what a hero looks like

[UNITED24 Media @United24media]

🔴 BREAKING: Russian forces targeted people in wheelchairs with a drone in Nikopol.

An 87-year-old woman and her 51-year-old son were killed in the attack. Investigators are still working to identify a third victim.