Trump has a meltdown and ends the interview
Welker: Just to be very clear, there's no evidence of what you're saying.
Trump: There’s a lot of evidence. There’s tremendous evidence. There’s nothing but evidence. The election was rigged. And it’s happening again in California. They’re cheating.
Welker: Do you have evidence?
Trump: All I have to do is look.
Welker: That’s not evidence. The local officials acknowledge they are slow
Trump: They’re crooked. Just like you’re crooked. You’re either crooked or stupid.
This is real first-hand footage of D-Day.
On a single morning, on a fifty-mile stretch of French coast, the largest invasion in human history began...
It was the 6th of June, 1944. By the end of that one day, around 160,000 Allied soldiers had crossed the English Channel and landed in Normandy.
They were carried by more than 5,000 ships and supported by some 13,000 aircraft, a fleet so vast that, to the men who saw it from the water, the horizon itself seemed to be made of steel.
The plan was almost insane in its ambition...
In the darkness after midnight, 23,400 paratroopers were dropped behind enemy lines to seize bridges and roads. At dawn, after a bombardment from sea and air, the infantry went in across five beaches, code-named Utah, Omaha, Gold, Juno, and Sword.
What you are watching was filmed in those hours.
It is worth remembering what it actually shows. Each of those small landing craft held a few dozen men. When the ramps dropped, they stepped out into water and onto open sand, into machine-gun fire from concrete bunkers that had been built and ranged for exactly this.
On Omaha Beach, the worst of the five, the fighting was so severe that American forces alone suffered around 2,400 casualties in that single sector.
By the end of the day, at least 4,400 Allied soldiers were confirmed dead. Most of them were very young. Many had never been in combat before that morning, and would never see another.
What makes the day almost impossible to comprehend is not only its scale but its uncertainty. No one watching the boats go in knew it would work. Eisenhower had written a short note the night before, to be released if the invasion failed, taking the entire blame upon himself. He kept it folded in his wallet but he never had to use it...
Within a year, the war was over.
Father Ignatius Maternowski, a Conventual Franciscan priest and U.S. Army chaplain, is remembered as the only American military chaplain killed on D-Day, June 6, 1944, during the Allied invasion of Normandy.
Born on March 28, 1912, in Holyoke, Massachusetts, to Polish-American parents, Maternowski grew up in a devout Catholic family. After graduating from Mater Dolorosa Parochial School in 1927 and St. Francis High School in Athol Springs, New York, in 1931, he joined the Franciscan Friars Conventual, professing his vows in 1932. He was ordained a priest in 1938 by Bishop Thomas O’Leary in Granby, Massachusetts, and served as a parish priest and preacher before enlisting in the U.S. Army in 1942, motivated by a desire to minister to soldiers during World War II.
Assigned to the 508th Parachute Infantry Regiment of the 82nd Airborne Division, Maternowski volunteered as a paratrooper chaplain, earning the rank of captain. Known for his strength, faith, and intolerance for disrespect toward the Church, he was respected by his fellow soldiers. On the eve of D-Day, he celebrated Mass and offered general absolution to the paratroopers before parachuting into German-occupied Gueutteville, near Picauville, Normandy, in the early hours of June 6, 1944. Amid the chaos of a scattered drop and heavy fighting, Maternowski tended to wounded soldiers and glider crash victims, organizing a makeshift aid station in a local café-grocery store owned by the Thouroude family.
Recognizing the dire need for a protected medical facility, Maternowski undertook a courageous and risky mission. Unarmed, wearing his chaplain’s insignia and a Red Cross armband, he crossed enemy lines to negotiate with a German medical officer, seeking to establish the aid station as a noncombatant facility under the 1929 Geneva Convention. He successfully brought the officer to inspect the wounded, aiming to protect both soldiers and civilians. Tragically, as he returned to the American side, he was shot in the back by a German sniper and killed at age 32. His body lay on the road for three days until Allied forces recovered it. Maternowski was initially buried near Utah Beach, but in 1948, his remains were returned to Holyoke and laid to rest in Mater Dolorosa Cemetery in South Hadley, Massachusetts, with a gravestone inscribed, “There Is No Greater Love” (John 15:13).
Maternowski’s heroism is commemorated through a memorial in Gueutteville, a stained-glass window in La Petite Chapelle de Cauquigny, dedicated in 2021, and other tributes in Holyoke, Arlington National Cemetery, and London. His actions exemplified self-sacrifice, as he sought to protect the wounded and uphold human dignity in the face of war. The Franciscan Friars Conventual, in collaboration with the World War II Chaplains Memorial Foundation, have initiated early steps toward his canonization, recognizing his martyrdom and devotion.
On D-Day, June 6, 1944, Charles Durning was among the thousands of Americans who stormed the beaches of Normandy. Today, we honor his legacy by sharing the Purple Heart recipient’s powerful firsthand account from the 2004 National Memorial Day Concert.
#MemDayPBS#DDay #CharlesDurning #WWII
A time-lapse video of our parish decorating the streets surrounding our church in downtown Cincinnati for the Feast of Corpus Christi.
Give glory to God in all things!
Two great character actors going head to head and creating pure gold.
Richard Jordan and Joss Ackland only share three short scenes in The Hunt for Red October (1990), but every glance, pause, and polite line lands like a move in a ruthless chess match. Absolute perfection.
I think the craziest thing about Trump falling asleep during meetings is that everyone else just stands behind him and continues talking as if it's not even happening.
Now this is the kind of energy the world needs. ❤️🥹
This man was simply out exercising, but he took a moment to encourage and celebrate a little kid. Those small acts of kindness can leave a lasting impact.
I love this kind of people. 🥹❤️🙏
Sıcakların yükseldiği şu günlerde… Kargo teslim eden bir kargocunun bahçeyi sulayan fıskiyeyi baktığını zil kamerasından gören ev sahibi, “Serinlemek için kesinlikle ona doğru koşmalısın” dedi ve yürekleri ısıtan olay yaşandı 😇♥️
Rose: "Holy Father, can I tell you a joke?"
Pope Leo: "Is it short? Lots of people want to meet me. Yes yes, okay. What's your joke?"
Rose: "What do you give an Italian ghost for dinner?"
Pope Leo: "I don't know...what do you give an Italian ghost for dinner?"
Rose: "Spookghetti!"
Pope Leo: "Oooooohhhhhoooo..." *cue laughter*
#PropellerOneWayNightCoach, is a heartfelt love letter to aviation’s golden age. The 1960s atmosphere is beautifully realized, and the performances are full of charm. While the heavy voiceover occasionally overexplains, the film’s warmth, sincerity, and passion keep it soaring.