Dear @WhiteHouse, my name is Rodney Smith Jr., founder of Raising Men & Women Lawn Care Service in Huntsville, Alabama. Through our 50 Yard Challenge, over 6,000 kids across the country have signed up to mow free lawns for the elderly, disabled, veterans, active-duty military, first responders, and single parents. With America celebrating its 250th birthday this year and me also being born on July 4th, I wanted to humbly ask if a few kids from our program and myself could travel to Washington, D.C. to help mow the White House lawn for this historic celebration.
More than anything, I want these kids to see how a simple act of service something as ordinary as mowing a lawn for someone in need can lead to extraordinary places. What better lesson in community service than showing them that helping others can take them all the way to our nation’s capital? I’d also love to bring my American flag-themed mower in hopes that the President might sign it, so I can later auction it off and donate 100% of the proceeds to a nonprofit supporting veterans. It would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to highlight the importance of service, patriotism, and the impact young people can have when they choose to make a difference. 🇺🇸
Why does Mary look younger than Jesus in Michelangelo's Pietà?
The answer is one of the most beautiful in art history...
Mary is holding the body of her 33 year old son, but she looks 20. Critics noticed it the moment the sculpture was unveiled in 1499. The mother of a man who has just been crucified would have been in her late forties or early fifties. Michelangelo had carved her as a girl.
His own biographer, Ascanio Condivi, was the one who finally asked him why. The answer Michelangelo gave is preserved in Condivi's Life of Michelangelo and has been repeated for centuries: "Do you not know that chaste women stay fresh much more than those who are not chaste? How much more in the case of the Virgin, who had never experienced the least lascivious desire that might change her body?"
Most modern critics treat this answer as a half-serious deflection. Michelangelo was famous for his sharp tongue and refused to explain himself to people he considered beneath his intellect.
The deeper answer is older, and it lies inside one of the greatest poems ever written. In the final canto of Dante's Paradiso, Saint Bernard of Clairvaux begins his prayer to the Virgin with one of the most extraordinary lines in Italian literature:
"Vergine madre, figlia del tuo figlio."
"Virgin mother, daughter of your own son."
Michelangelo, who knew Dante by heart, was carving that line into stone. Mary is younger than Jesus because Jesus is older than the universe... because she gave birth to her own creator.
But there is another reading, simpler than either of those, and it is the one I find myself thinking of today. Every mother who has held her child has held them at every age at once. The infant is still inside the toddler. The toddler is still inside the teenager. The young man on her lap, even dead, is also the boy she nursed and the baby she first carried home.
And maybe that's why Michelangelo did not carve Mary as the years had aged her. He carved her as love had kept her: outside of time, outside of grief, holding her son the way she had always held him...
Happy Mother's Day.
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In 1863, on a remote Greek island, a worker digging in the ruins of a 2,000 year old sanctuary stopped and shouted to the French diplomat supervising the excavation:
"Monsieur, we have found a woman."
What he had found was not a woman. It was a giant marble torso. No head. No arms. But a pair of broken wings...
She is the Winged Victory of Samothrace, carved around 190 BC.
The statue depicts the goddess Nike, the personification of victory in the ancient Greek world. She is shown alighting on the prow of a warship: the moment of triumph caught in stone.
The marble is so finely worked that the fabric of her tunic appears wet, pressed against her body by an invisible wind, while heavy folds billow behind her as if still moving.
She originally stood high above the Aegean Sea, in the Sanctuary of the Great Gods on the island of Samothrace, set at a deliberate angle to be seen from afar...
Charles Champoiseau, the French vice-consul who supervised her excavation, sent her to Paris in pieces. Around 110 fragments were recovered. The head and arms were never found. He thought the grey marble blocks scattered around her were the remains of a tomb, and left them on the island. It took twelve more years before Austrian archaeologists realized those blocks were the prow of the ship she had been standing on.
Today, she watches over the top of the Daru Staircase in the Louvre, where ten million people walk up to her every year.
There is something almost mystical about her presence — a sense that what is missing is more powerful than what remains. The absent head and arms, the broken wings: they don't weaken her. They free her. She is no longer a goddess in stone. She is the moment of victory itself, and you can finish her story in your own mind...
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A final piece of advice from Holly Butcher - written the day before she passed away from cancer at just 27:
“It’s a strange thing knowing you’re going to die young.
At 26, I thought I had time…
To fall in love.
Start a family.
Grow old.
But cancer doesn’t care about plans.
Now, I understand how fragile life really is. Every single day is a gift, not a guarantee.
I’m not writing this to scare you. I’m writing to remind you: really live.
Stop stressing over little things. Be kind to your body- move it, nourish it, stop criticizing it. One day you’ll wish you had appreciated it.
Go outside.
Look at the sky.
Feel the sun.
Just be.
Spend less time chasing “stuff” - more time making memories. Don’t skip moments with people you love.
Laugh more.
Write a note.
Tell someone you love them.
Complain less.
Give more.
Helping others brings more joy than anything you can buy.
Be present.
Put your phone down.
Show up - really show up.
You don’t need to have it all figured out. You don’t need a perfect body, or a perfect life.
Just follow what makes your heart light up. Say no to what drains you. Make changes when you need to.
And please - donate blood. I wouldn’t have had that extra year without it. And that year gave me memories I’ll hold close… forever.
Thank you for reading this.
Live your life well.
And maybe… we’ll meet again someday.”
Holly 🩷
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The daughter of actor James Van Der Beek shares a message for her dad’s birthday on her mother’s Instagram account.
Van Der Beek passed away last month following a battle with cancer.
“Emilia asked me if she could make a video to post today, walked outside and came back with this,” Kimberly Van Der Beek shared.
“I talk to my dad everyday…” Emilia started as she shared how she was dealing with grief.
This little girl just lit up the national anthem, pure heart, full throttle, zero woke. Gave me chills straight to the bone because I'm an American, not some soy-sipping globalist