HOWDY!Preserving the official greeting of Aggies! Reminding Aggies new&old, near&far to say #HOWDY, keeping campus the friendliest in the world!#HOWDYPOLICE
71 #DaysTillAggieFootball
In the first @MaroonOut game ever, Ja'Mar Toombs helped lead Texas A&M to an upset win over #2 Nebraska, highlighted by this legendary 71 yard run
Hey .@khloekardashian and #Khloudpopcorn. .@Amazon#PrimeDays delivered my pickle Khloud popcorn & of the 10 bags rcvd,only 2 had more than just a small amt of regular pieces of popcorn,the others had 99%crumbs/pieces that should be a few at the bottom of the bag or none at all
No decade has been better, 2012 & 2013 were close but the 90βs were raw, gritty and we had the one and only βWrecking Crew,β βThe Hitβ and β The Bonfire Game.β
Hey .@Bloomingdales How do you defend the use of using @UPS to drop off a package with @USPS for cheaper shipping when 2 / 3 have been delivered but the USPS cant find the delivery address, they deliver stuff to the same address daily?
This is ridiculous lack of customer svc.
1. Hey @NBCSports@peacock@Olympics Why doesnβt NBC have all figure skating in one place to watch all the amazing @TeamUSA skaters in one video instead of the CRAPPY A S S βartisticβ spliced videos and bits from USA skaters and none of the figure skating in its totality.
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson
Midnight Yell practice begins when the clock strikes 12 the night before each football game. No other school draws some 30,000 people to its stadium in the dead of night to prep for the next dayβs game.
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@Realrclark25 Report the full story. The player who made the touchdown had no reason to run into the tunnel or for his 3 teammates to follow. Itβs a prohibited area where Cannon ammunition is stored. The officer should have handled the incident better but is not the only party at fault.
@ezcareclinic This company is a fraud. I tried using them and the original pharmacy would not fill the RX because it is from a video appt.
I called back and their phones hang up on you.
I sent a chat with new pharmacy info & sent to to same damn one