Sean Mackin

Thoughts are my own and I have many…sometimes all at once. I really enjoy chasing a ball with a stick through a park!

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

This kid reached some goals today! Excited to watch his journey @CreightonMGolf @TheSaderNation @JesuitHighPDX @JuddCornell @ormackin

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@Matt_Pinner Gertrude

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@HawkEmDownChris Steve Yeager

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@playgolfcollege @any_given_tues Having played myself and having a kid who also took the journey all are true….but #10 should be #1! Nice work!

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

@pavelkasuncle @grok what is he referring to

[Sheila of the Most High @sheilatebra]

Anonymous

Bought a jacket at Goodwill last Saturday. Ten bucks. Leather. Looked barely worn. Figured it was a steal.
Got home and checked the pockets before washing it. You know, making sure there's nothing in there. Found a folded piece of paper in the inside pocket.
It was a letter. Handwritten. Started with "To whoever finds this." I sat down on my couch and read the whole thing.
It was from a guy named Tom. The letter said he was donating all his clothes because he was moving into a care facility. Alzheimer's. Early onset. He was only 54. The letter talked about how this jacket was his favorite. How he wore it on his first date with his wife. How he wore it the day his daughter was born. How he wore it to his dad's funeral.
At the end, he wrote: "If you're reading this, you're wearing my memories now. Take care of them. Live a good life in this jacket. Make it mean something again. -Tom, March 2024"
I just sat there holding this letter from a stranger who gave me his memories because he knew he was going to forget them.
The letter had his wife's name. Linda. And a phone number. "In case someone wants to know the stories."
I debated for two days whether to call. Felt weird. Intrusive. But something told me I should.
I called. A woman answered.
"Hi, is this Linda?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"You don't know me. But I bought a leather jacket from Goodwill last week. Your husband Tom left a letter in the pocket."
Silence. Then I heard her crying.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you"
"No. No, you don't understand. Tom passed away three weeks ago. I donated his clothes last month. I didn't know he left letters. He left you a letter?"
I read it to her over the phone. Every word. When I finished, she was quiet for a long time.
"That's so Tom. Even at the end, even knowing what was coming, he was still thinking about other people. Still trying to make someone smile."
She asked if she could see the jacket. I drove to her house that afternoon. Brought the jacket and the letter.
She held it. Smelled it. Started telling me the stories. The first date. The day at the hospital. The funeral. All of it. We sat in her living room for three hours while she told me about a man I never met.
Before I left, she hugged me. "Thank you for calling. Tom would've loved knowing someone cared enough to find out the stories. Wear it. Live in it. Make new memories. That's what he wanted."
I'm wearing the jacket right now. It fits perfectly. And every time I put it on, I think about Tom. About Linda. About how a ten-dollar Goodwill jacket became the most meaningful thing I own.
Because last month, a man dying of Alzheimer's decided his memories deserved to find someone who'd care. 🤍

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

@Marghareti72 @grok what is he saying?

[A Soldier's Whisper @SoldiersWhisper]

I locked the classroom door and turned to twenty five high school seniors, the Class of 2026. They were supposed to be the digital generation, confident and plugged in. Instead, staring back at me under the glow of hidden phones, they just looked tired.

I asked them to turn their phones off. Not silent. Off.

On my desk sat an old olive green military rucksack that belonged to my father. For weeks they ignored it, assuming it was just junk. They didn’t know it was the heaviest thing in the building.

I dragged it to the center of the room. Thud.

I told them we weren’t doing the Constitution that day. I handed out blank index cards with three rules. No names. Total honesty. Write down the heaviest thing you are carrying.

At first, no one moved. Then Sarah, straight A student, perfect everything, started writing. Then Marcus, the football captain, hunched over his card and wrote just three words.

One by one, they folded their cards and dropped them into the bag.

I zipped it shut and told them this bag was who they really were. Then I began to read.

A father pretending to go to work after losing his job. A student carrying Narcan for their mom. A kid mapping exits everywhere. A teen trapped between parents screaming about politics. A girl with thousands of followers crying alone at night.

Then the last card.

I don’t want to be here anymore. I’m just waiting for a sign to stay.

Marcus was crying openly. Sarah was holding the hand of a boy who usually sat alone. The cliques were gone. They were just kids carrying too much.

I told them the bag would stay in the room so they wouldn’t have to carry it alone anymore.

When the bell rang, no one rushed out. Every student stopped and touched the rucksack on the way out. I see you.

That night, a parent emailed me. Their son hugged them for the first time in years and asked for help.

Everyone you pass is carrying something you can’t see. Be kind. Be curious. Ask the people you love what they’re carrying. You might save a life.

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

@vulturetrades $20 strategy

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@MakinHisWay Proof

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@MakinHisWay "ARBITRAGE"

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@cleanwithmike GCP

[Polymarket Football @PolymarketBlitz]

Fernando Mendoza’s Mom has multiple sclerosis and her body is slowly deteriorating.

Knowing that, watch the first 10-seconds of this. �

[The Field of 68 @TheFieldOf68]

Last night, Creighton's Liam McChesney scored his first points since 2023, after sitting out nearly two years following open heart surgery 🙏

Greg McDermott got emotional postgame:

"It's been very difficult. To see him out there... it was a pretty special moment"

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

@tacomaturf @tacomaturf is there more noise from the highway now?

[Sean Mackin @SeanMackin]

@CU_Jays_Truther I agree!

[Blackshirts @blvckshirts]

So much to take away from just this short video. Coach Rhule knowing everyone by name speaks to the type of person he is and how much he cares about the people around him.

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@tacomaturf How will this impact the course. Will you lose land?

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Ted Scott's Sunday Sermon at the Open gave his take on Scottie's interview early last week regarding finding satisfaction in life:

(via IG: @jtedscott)

[Stefan Moore ★ @2StefanMoore]

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 🩷

Repost & share Holly’s important advice. ❤️