๐ค Speaker | Original Blueprint Advocate
๐บ๐ธCalling America back to faith, strong families & wholesome living
๐พHomestead wisdom โข From consumers to producers.
Happy Birthday ๐ to this Vandy โ๏ธ cheering, Steak ๐ฅฉ eating BRUIN ๐ hooper! We hope you have a great day buddy and look forward to your Junior Season on Murray Lane!
@dustinkittle@AshleyPosey22 God bless the man & the woman willing to stand in the ring and fight the greed, apathy, self interest, and foolishness that has taken hold of the halls of decisions that are delivering blow after blow upon the citizen.
@PearsonSharp@mattvanswol So ironic you used a cell phone, computer and maybe spell check to write this...all which are tools just like AI. Oh the hypocrisy.๐
So very inspiring. Each and every one of us have opportunity to choose to steward what's in our hands to multiple going about doing what's good for others. Every single one of us...no mater how big or small it is.
Nobody in Walton County knew who was buying up the Panhandle. Timber companies sold him tract after tract. Sod farms. Played-out peanut fields. Pine that had been cut and cut again. The buyer was a timber and oil commodities trader, and he never told a single seller what he wanted it for.
He was buying it so it could NEVER be developed again.
Marion Clifton Davis grew up on the wrong side of the tracks in the Florida Panhandle. He summed up the whole childhood in one sentence: "I grew up with five other people in 300 square feet in a wore-out trailer on a dirt road."
He gambled his way out, hustling pool and poker from the time he was 16 until he was 30. It paid for a political science degree and then a law degree. He moved the winnings into land and mineral rights, and they turned into hundreds of millions of dollars.
He had spent his entire life climbing out of that trailer, and he got all the way to the top of it. Then he said this: "I finally made some money and it wasn't what it was advertised to be."
What changed him was a traffic jam. Stuck in a line of cars going nowhere, he read a high school marquee advertising a presentation on the Florida black bear. He pulled out of the line and walked in.
"I hate to confess to this. I didn't know Florida even had black bears at the time." He gave the two women running the presentation enough money to keep going for another two years, then asked them for a reading list and spent the next year working through Thoreau, John Muir, and a Harvard biologist named E.O. Wilson.
In 2000, he started buying. He spent roughly $90 million assembling more than 50,000 acres along the Choctawhatchee River, tract by tract, never tipping his hand until each deal closed. He named it Nokuse. It is the Muscogee word for black bear.
Then he did the thing no land man does. He took it apart. His crews thinned 22,000 acres of pulpwood pine and hand-planted EIGHT MILLION longleaf seedlings across 24,000 acres, scattered in deliberately random patterns so the forest would never come back in rows. They burned about 10,000 acres a year on purpose, because longleaf needs fire.
He told people it was a 300-year project.
In 2009 he spent $12 million of his own money on a 28,000-square-foot science center for Panhandle schoolkids. He named it for E.O. Wilson. Not for himself.
In November 2014, doctors found stage 4 lung cancer. He kept working. That June he sat down with a national radio crew and said it plainly: "I'm dying, as we all are. It's well advanced."
He got 15 years of the 300.
M.C. Davis died on July 11, 2015, eight months after the diagnosis. Not one tree he planted had grown tall enough to matter yet.
He spent thirty years learning how to take. He spent the rest putting it back.
Around here, thousands of Panhandle fourth graders get loaded onto a school bus and driven out to that center. Almost none of them ever find out who paid for the trip.
Then the bears came back.
They cross under US 331 now, through three wildlife underpasses finished in 2012, funneled in by a mile and a half of fence on both sides of the four-lane highway. The man who did not know Florida had black bears built them a way under the road. They den on land named after them.
Nokuse Preserve is 56,258 acres today, endowed and permanently protected, the largest private conservation project east of the Mississippi River. More than 3,800 gopher tortoises pulled off Florida development sites have been released there since 2006. In 2025 the E.O. Wilson Biophilia Center took in 5,500 students from 56 schools, and it charged none of them a dollar.
A longleaf pine can live 400 years. The seedlings put in the ground in 2004 are barely out of childhood, and the forest he was actually aiming at will not stand until sometime around the year 2300. He knew that when he wrote the checks.
M.C. Davis, a poor kid from a dirt road, spent everything he ever won on a forest he would never walk through.
Mainstream media is suddenly telling you to eat less protein.
"Protein restriction increases longevity."
"Eat less protein. Age better."
More than 50 news outlets ran with some version of the story.
I read the actual paper.
The headlines aren't telling you what it actually says.
@VisualCap Not sure I can have confidence in these numbers going forward. AI is causing major disruption in these fields and either replace jobs or augment them to the degree they will not be profitable as once was the promises of these educational standards.
This was tilmed yesterday at the community adoption event in San Diego, California. The dog is Duke, a 10-year-old German Shepherd being showcased for adoption. The veteran is Tech Sergeant James Parker, Air Force, walking through the parking lot heading into the store. Duke served with James in Afghanistan. When Duke retired from military service two years ago, James couldn't adopt him immediately-rental restrictions. Duke went into the adoption system. James had been searching for months through databases.
Yesterday, James was at the pet store buying supplies. Had no idea there was an adoption event happening. Duke was sitting with volunteers at the outdoor table.
Watch what happened. James walks through the parking lot. Duke's head snaps up. Sees James. Goes completely rigid.
Staring. Then breaks into a full sprint. Rips the leash from the volunteer's hand. Runs straight across the parking lot. Launches into James's chest. Both crash to the ground. Duke frantically checking James's face with his nose. Whining. Tail going insane. James wrapping both arms around Duke. Sobbing. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Everywhere." Volunteer told us: "Duke saw James and just took off. The recognition was instant. l've never seen anything like it." James adopted Duke immediately. Took him home yesterday. Several years after serving together. Found by complete chance in a parking lot. James told us: "I searched every database for months. Never expected to find him at a random pet store. But Duke found me." Sometimes the reunion you're desperately searching for happens when you're just buying dog food.
Happy Birthday America! ๐บ๐ธโค๏ธ
How amazing is this??
Trucks forming the American Flag!๐บ๐ธ
Beautiful!๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐ธ
Yes, Iโm a Black man, and I love America.
Happy 250th Anniversary to the greatest country in the world.
I donโt care who gets mad about it. I donโt care who tells me Iโm supposed to hate this country because of my skin color. I donโt care who thinks patriotism has a race.
You will never get me to hate America.
This country gave a foster kid like me a chance. I came from nothing, but because I was born in America, I was able to dream bigger, work harder, fight through every obstacle, build a life, and become the man I am today.
America is not perfect, but I thank God I was born here.
I love the flag. I love the freedom. I love the opportunity. I love the American Dream.
And Iโm not ashamed to say it.
So while some people spend today complaining, attacking this country, and trying to shame others for loving it โ Iโll be celebrating it.
Happy 250th Anniversary, America.
You can never get me to hate you. ๐บ๐ธ
I believe in America โ even as I face 30 years in prison for saving beagles from abuse.
Now Iโm not alone.
The DA just charged 47 more dog rescuers with felonies.
This 4th of July, weโre putting our freedom on the line for theirs.
Because freedom matters, for all of us. ๐บ๐ธ
Happy 250th Independence Day! ๐บ๐ธ
July 4th, 1776:
56 delegates from 13 colonies signed the Declaration of Independence, formally breaking ties with Britain and proclaiming the birth of a new nation grounded in liberty.
Penned primarily by Thomas Jefferson, it boldly declared the self-evident truth that all men are created equal and endowed by their Creator with unalienable rights to Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness. This radical document ignited the American Revolution and became the moral foundation of the freest, most prosperous nation the world has ever known.
Nobody is telling you how INSANE America's 250th birthday flyover schedule actually is.
Everyone's talking about "fireworks" and "a parade."
Nobody is talking about the fact that DC is about to run SEVEN STRAIGHT HOURS of military airpower starting 1:15 PM ET.
Not a flyover. A full-day aerial campaign.
โ VC-25B โ the NEW Air Force One โ leading the formation
โ Air Force tri-bomber wave โ three bombers in one pass
โ Stealth airpower slot โ B-21 speculation is real ๐
โ Blue Angels AND Thunderbirds โ same day, same sky
Every single branch is flying. Not one. ALL of them.
โ F-22 / F-35 demo teams
โ Navy F-35C + F/A-18 Super Hornet
โ MV-22 Osprey
โ Army + Coast Guard helicopters and fixed-wing
โ Golden Knights + Leap Frogs parachute jumps
This doesn't just beat past July 4ths. This changes what a "flyover" even means. Forever.
2025 gave you three jets and a few minutes over the White House.
2026 is giving you a full military fleet review from 1:15 PM until the largest fireworks show in American history at 10:30 PM.
This is not a celebration. This is the entire US military showing the world what it has.
Bookmark this. You're watching the biggest air power display over American soil in the country's 250-year history.
Follow and turn on notifications before it's too late.
If you ever feel like complaining about the heat just remember that the Continental Army under George Washington marched 75 miles in full wool uniforms over ten days in 100 degree weather before fighting the Battle of Monmouth.
American, remember who you are descended from.