The Corgi was the one leading them home
The German Shepherd was injured
The dogs kept a protective formation around the German Shepherd
The Corgi stopped often to make sure they were still okay
It took them 2 days to get home
They are neighbourhood friends
I’m going to cry😭😭😭
Puerto Rico fans and the team singing along to Preciosa by Marc Anthony, our most heartfelt patriotic song, after the win with De León noticeably emotional.
This is what passion, culture and love looks like
This is what BASEBALL looks like 🇵🇷❤️
Felicidades a Benito Antonio, quien se convierte en el primer artista en ganar la categoría Álbum del Año en los Grammy con un proyecto completamente en español. Con un álbum compuesto de reguetón, salsa, plena, dembow, y otros sonidos caribeños.
Puerto Rico en la casa PUÑETA 🇵🇷
Bad Bunny no ganó el Grammy por moda. Ganó porque hizo memoria colectiva.Por primera vez en la historia de los Grammy, un álbum completamente en español ganó el premio más importante de la noche. Es una señal. La industria no premió un idioma. Premió una verdad emocional que cruzó fronteras.
DTMF Es un proyecto artístico que mira hacia adentro y hacia atrás. Mezcla plena, bomba, salsa y sonidos urbanos no para innovar por capricho, sino para anclarse en la identidad puertorriqueña y, desde ahí, hablarle al mundo.
El título del álbum lo explica todo. “Debí tirar más fotos” Habla de arrepentimiento cotidiano. De no haber estado lo suficientemente presente cuando la vida estaba pasando. En una era de historias que duran 24 horas, este disco se pregunta qué pasa con lo que no grabamos, con lo que dimos por sentado, con la gente que creímos eterna.
Por eso conectó. Porque no idealiza el pasado. No dice que todo tiempo pasado fue mejor. Dice algo más incómodo y más honesto: el pasado fue real y no lo cuidé como debía. Y ese gesto es profundamente adulto.
Además, llegó en el momento exacto. Después de la pandemia, de duelos no resueltos, de migraciones, de familias partidas y de una vida acelerada, millones de personas están revisando su archivo emocional. A quién no llamaron. Qué normalizaron y ya no está.
Musicalmente, el disco hace algo aún más inteligente. No persigue el hit inmediato. No suena a tendencia. Suena a memoria. Tiene silencios, atmósfera, textura.
En el fondo, Bad Bunny ganó porque hizo algo cada vez más raro en la música popular: no habló de éxito. Habló de tiempo. Y el tiempo es el único tema que nos iguala a todos.
Y cuando un álbum logra decir eso sin gritarlo, sin adornarlo y sin venderlo, no se vuelve viral por algoritmo. Se vuelve inolvidable.
“On one of my flights, my lead flight attendant quietly told me, “We have an H.R. on this flight.” (H.R. stands for human remains).
I asked, “Is it military?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“Is there an escort?”
“Yes, I’ve seated him already.”
I asked her to send him to the cockpit. Soon, a young Army sergeant entered. Perfectly uniformed, he introduced himself.
Escorts always speak as if their soldier is still with them. He told me, “My soldier is on his way home to Virginia.”
I thanked him, told him he had one of the hardest jobs in the service, and shook his hand.
Later in the flight, the lead attendant called again—this time with a heavy voice. “Captain, the soldier’s family is on board too—his mother, father, wife, and little daughter. They’re upset they didn’t get to see him before departure. The father asked if they could be present when he’s taken off the plane.”
I immediately contacted our dispatcher. Hours passed, but finally, the response came: A special escort team would meet us. The family would be allowed onto the ramp, beside their son’s casket, in privacy. They would also be present when he was loaded onto the next flight home.
When we landed, the ramp controller told us, “All traffic is being held for you.” I realized we needed to let the family off first. Before parking at the gate, I made an announcement:
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain. We have a passenger on board who deserves our highest honor. Private [Name], who gave his life in service to our country, is with us in the cargo hold. His escort, Sergeant [Name], and his family are also on board—his father, mother, wife, and young daughter. We ask that you remain seated to allow them to leave first. Thank you.”
When we stopped, not a single passenger stood up. The family gathered their things and began to walk down the aisle. Then, quietly at first, someone began clapping. Soon, the entire cabin joined in. Words of sympathy, gratitude, and blessing filled the air as the family left to be with their fallen hero.
Even after many years in the cockpit, I will never forget that moment. It was a reminder that freedom is not free—and that behind every uniform is a family who sacrifices too.” ~Credit: US Marines