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I am a 5th generation Southern Californian who grew up in an orange grove and in Hollywood. I fled my home state in 2020.
Los Angeles is burning right now because of what We the People have allowed rich people to do. Here is what has happened: 1🧵
When I’m told I need to deliver a death notification, the weight of it hits me immediately. My chest tightens, my stomach sinks, and my heart skips a beat. I know I’m about to share news that will change someone’s life forever.
When I arrive at the home, I knock on the door and take a step back. I often see the family through a window, walking through their living room. They wave or smile at me, trying to greet me warmly. That moment is incredibly hard because I can’t smile back—I know I’m about to bring them the darkest moment of their life.
When they open the door, they usually ask, “What’s wrong? What happened?” That’s when I begin by confirming their name and if I’m at the correct address. Once I know I’ve got the right person, in the right place, I notice something I’ve seen many times before—they start taking small steps back, almost fading away from me. I don’t think they even realize they’re doing it. I think it’s their body trying to create distance from an unwelcome moment, knowing deep down that something devastating is about to be said.
Then, I deliver the most difficult words anyone could ever hear:
“It’s my sad responsibility to tell you that your son has died in a crash.”
“It’s my sad responsibility to tell you that your daughter has died in a crash.”
“It’s my sad responsibility to tell you that your mother has died in a crash.”
“It’s my sad responsibility to tell you that your father has died in a crash.”
In those moments, I often see one of three reactions:
1. They collapse. Some fall to the floor, crying in a way that’s impossible to describe. I kneel beside them, and often, I cry with them.
2. They go silent. Others stand frozen, their faces blank as they try to process what I’ve said. They’re lost, unsure of how to move forward.
3. They push me away. Sometimes, I’m told to leave or forcefully pushed back as they yell, “No! Don’t say that!” But I stay because no one should face that moment alone.
These moments stay with me and the family involved.
Tonight is a night meant for celebration—a time to welcome the new year, look forward to fresh opportunities, and start anew. It shouldn’t begin with tragedy and heartbreak.
Please make safe choices tonight. Don’t drink and drive. Use a designated driver. Protect yourself and your loved ones from the pain of ever having to face this kind of moment.
Be safe,
Trooper Ben
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The four Goldberg brothers, Lowell, Norman, Hiram, and Max, invented and developed
the first automobile air-conditioner.
On July 17, 1946 , the temperature in Detroit was 97 degrees.
The four brothers walked into old man Henry Ford's office and sweet-talked his secretary into
telling him that four gentlemen were there with the most exciting innovation in the auto
industry since the electric starter.
Henry was curious and invited them into his office.
They refused and instead asked that he come out to the parking lot to their car.
They persuaded him to get into the car, which was about 130 degrees, turned on the air conditioner,
and cooled the car off immediately.
The old man got very excited and invited them back to the office, where he offered them $3 million for the patent.
The brothers refused, saying they would settle for $2 million, but they wanted the recognition by having
a label, 'The Goldberg Air-Conditioner,' on the dashboard of each car in which it was installed.
Now old man Ford was more than just a little anti-Jewish, and there was no way he was going to put
the Goldberg's name on two million Fords.
They haggled back and forth for about two hours and finally agreed on $4 million and that just
their first names would be shown.
And so to this day, on all Ford motor vehicles, the air conditioner controls show --
Lo, Norm, Hi, and Max -- on the controls.
I'll show myself out but I want my like! 🤠
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There has been a massive explosion at the Dow Chemical Plant in Plaquemine, Louisiana. Emergency crews and other agencies are currently responding to the situation. Officials are urging nearby residents to stay indoors and take shelter until further notice. Although there have been multiple explosions, authorities have not detected any chemical leaks resulting from the fire at the Dow chemical plant.
On The 14th of June 1946 a baby boy was born In the Jamaica district of Queens, New York.
In 1995 his car had a flat tire. A black man walking by noticed the owner was wearing a suit, so he stepped in and fixed the flat.
"How can I repay you?" asked the gentleman. "My wife has always wanted some flowers," the man says.
A few days later, the man's wife received a beautiful bouquet of flowers with a note saying, "thanks for helping me. By the way, the mortgage on your house is paid off."
A United States Marine spent 7 months in a Mexican prison on a minor charge. He was beaten.
After he was returned to America, the man from Queens sent him a check for $25,000, "To get you started."
A black bus driver saved a suicidal girl from jumping off a bridge. The man from Queen sent him a check for $10,000.
A rabbi's critically ill son needed to get from NYC to California for special care but no airlines would fly him.
The generous man from Queens used his private jet to fly the child.
This kind man from Queens did many other quiet acts of kindness over the years.
You may know him?
His name is Donald Trump.
I'm voting for him on November 5, 2024.
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