@GregWWoods So proud of you Greg! You have worked hard to achieve your goals and I know you will keep striving for more. You have always been one of the good guys!❤️
Just hours after Caroline Kennedy’s daughter, Tatiana Schlossberg, tragically died, Donald Trump has launched a series of social media attacks against her family.
RETWEET if you stand with @CarolineKennedy against these despicable attacks!
Grinnell is small (260 pop.). The town's Moore Family Library director has asked for help to rebuild the school's library and classroom collections with donations of gently used children’s picture books, chapter books or young adult materials. 2/3
I’m in heart failure. I know I’m living my last days, & facing death has a way of boiling things down to the truly important: God and family. That’s it, nothing else really matters. And if I had one message to give to people, and I promise this is true, it is this:
God is good.
Worship Jesus, not your president
Worship Jesus, not your pastor
Worship Jesus, not your job
Worship Jesus, not your favorite athlete
Worship Jesus, not your family
6.2% of your paycheck goes into social security.
plus an additional 6.2% is paid into social security by your employer on your behalf.
12.4% of every dollar you've ever earned has been paid into social security. it's YOUR MONEY.
The teacher's working environment is the student's learning environment. That's why PD should be focused on inspiring, affirming, and helping teachers be their best self. https://t.co/ocuxH7sAU4
No one should care how a kindergartener compares on a standardized test with kindergarteners around the country. They should care if the child feels cared for, valued, successful, and actually enjoys coming to school to learn.
Some of America's richest individuals paid all of their Social Security taxes yesterday for the entire year.
Most Americans will pay SS taxes all year long.
That's because in 2025, SS taxes are only applied to the first $176K earned.
This has put Social Security at risk.
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
I have a friend who struggled with standardized tests in school, but he worked hard, started his own HVAC company, and he makes a million $ a year in profits. Tests can’t measure resilience, work ethic, or determination. Success is more than a score.