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Today in 1787, Congress passes the Northwest Ordinance, which creates the Northwest Territory, a framework for expansion of the U.S. It eventually leads to the creation of the states of OH, IN, MI, WI, and IL. It forbids slavery anywhere in said territory.
Joe Biden and Lindsey Graham were friends for years. In 2015, Graham tearfully called Biden an amazing human being.
Then Trump came along.
Graham threw that friendship away to serve a man he once called a danger to America, attacking Biden personally and even going after his family.
Biden still chose grace.
That ability to rise above betrayal and remain a statesman is what makes Joe Biden better than most of us.
When I heard about Senator Graham’s death last night, the first thing I thought about was not all the things he said and did in service of Donald Trump. I thought of the time before Donald Trump when he was a brother to Senator John McCain.
A time when senators from different parties could fight about politics and still be friends. A time when a conservative Republican from South Carolina could say of my father: “If you can’t admire Joe Biden as a person, you’ve got a problem. He’s the nicest person I’ve ever met in politics. As good a man as God ever created.”
That is the Senator Graham I will remember today. Not because I have forgotten what came after. Because in that memory there is hope. Hope for a country where brothers can fight like hell over policy and still share a meal, and a laugh, and the loss of the people they love.
I will choose to remember the time before Trump. Because I believe in an America after Trump.
BREAKING: Kentucky Democrats are calling for holding the special election to replace Mitch McConnell, and if McConnell is alive he's welcome to show up in person and campaign for his seat in whatever physical or cognitive condition he's in.
27 years ago today, Brandi Chastain scored the title-winning penalty kick for the USWNT at the 1999 FIFA Women’s World Cup. One of the most iconic moments in the history of sports.
The 2027 FIFA Women's World Cup is LIVE on Netflix in the U.S. and Canada next summer.
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Today in 1865, four accomplices of John Wilkes Booth are hanged at Washington's Fort McNair for their part in Lincoln's assassination. Among them is Mary Surratt, owner of the D.C. boarding house where the conspirators met. She's the first woman executed by the U.S. government.
A heartbroken cowboy became America's greatest conservationist.
Before he was president, Theodore Roosevelt was a grieving 25-year-old who came to the North Dakota Badlands to disappear.
His wife and his mother died on the same day. He wrote a single line in his diary that day: "The light has gone out of my life." Then he left politics, bought two cattle ranches along the Little Missouri River, and spent the better part of two years as a rancher in wild country most Americans back east had never seen.
He later said it was where the romance of his life began. He said he never would have been president without it.
The landscape did something to him. He watched overgrazing strip the grass and market hunters empty the plains of game. He saw how fast a place could be used up.
By the time he reached the White House, he had taken those lessons to heart and made them policy.
Roosevelt put roughly 230 million acres under public protection.
150 national forests.
51 wildlife refuges.
5 national parks.
18 national monuments.
He signed the Antiquities Act in 1906 and used it to protect the Grand Canyon when Congress wouldn't.
This week, a presidential library opened in Medora, on the edge of the Badlands he ranched. It's built into a butte above the Little Missouri, facing the same country he looked out on while he was trying to put his life back together. It gathers his whole story in one place for the first time, and it carries his conservation legacy forward.
Roosevelt's story is a testament to the resilience of the American spirit and the healing power of our land. Our landscapes have shaped and inspired some of our greatest heroes, and will continue to do so, but only if we make it a priority to protect them.
Pvt. Harry Hudec stood 6'4" tall & was the regimental boxing champion of the 82nd Airborne Division’s 508th PIR, but his greatest fight came during the battle for Normandy. 🥊
On D-Day, Hudec made his first combat jump into Normandy, dropping at 1:30 AM with Headquarters Company. He fought fiercely at Hill 30 between Chef-du-Pont and Picauville. 🪂
On June 15, German hand grenade fragments tore into his leg, severely wounding him.🏥
Crawling to a nearby French farmhouse, Hudec was hidden in the stable by a brave farming family who tended his wounds for four days. When Germans approached, the farmer warned Hudec who hobbled down the road until American forces rescued him. 🇺🇸
After recovering, he jumped again during Operation Market Garden in Holland. 🪂
Later, he endured the brutal winter fighting of the Battle of the Bulge in the Ardennes. 🪖
During his service, the boxing paratrooper tough earned the Purple Heart, the Combat Infantryman Badge, the Parachutist Badge with two combat stars, & the Presidential Unit Citation awarded to the 508th PIR for their heroism in Normandy. 🎖️
After the war, Hudec returned home to Cleveland, Ohio, married his sweetheart, Dorothy, raised three children, & enjoyed a 43-year career with the Cleveland Electric Illuminating Company. 🔋⚡️
In 2004, for the 60th anniversary of D-Day, Hudec returned to Normandy to personally thank the French family that had saved his life decades earlier. 🇫🇷
Harry Hudec passed away at the age of 85 on March 29, 2007. He is buried at the Memorial Park Cemetery in Sedalia, Pettis County, Missouri. 🪦
America turns 250 today.
Let me read back the resume.
We started by telling a king to pound sand, in writing.
By 1803 we bought half a continent from France for about four cents an acre.
We fought a war with ourselves and somehow stayed one country.
We strung a railroad across the entire thing.
We handed the world the lightbulb, the telephone, and the airplane in about thirty years flat.
Then a man named Willis Carrier invented air conditioning and made half the planet actually livable.
You are welcome, Texas. You are welcome, Dubai.
Twice the whole world caught fire, and twice we showed up and helped put it out.
We split the atom.
We put men on the moon in 1969.
Then we went back and hit golf balls up there, because why not.
We invented jazz, blues, rock and roll, and hip-hop, and the whole planet is still dancing to it.
We put a burger and fries on every corner of the earth.
We built rockets that fly themselves home and land standing straight up.
We flew a helicopter on Mars.
We launched a car into actual space and it is still out there cruising.
We also invented ranch dressing and somehow talked the entire world into putting it on pizza.
Priorities.
We even invented three of our own sports so we could win them.
Baseball, basketball, and football.
Real football, the kind with hands, because we named it and we are not taking corrections.
The rest of the planet can keep soccer, which is fine, we are hosting it in our backyard this summer anyway.
And yes, Canadian football exists, wider field, extra man, one fewer down, and we try very hard not to think about it.
Frankly it was generous of us to invent our own games.
If we put all that energy into soccer, nobody else would ever lift that trophy again.
We would win it so often they would just rename it the America’s Cup and hand us the keys.
You are welcome for the suspense.
And in 2026 we threw a birthday so big a German tourist live-tweeted our gas stations to 750,000 people.
Not every chapter was clean.
We argued, we stumbled, we fixed what we broke, and we kept building.
That is the whole trick.
Two hundred and fifty years in, and we are still the loudest, brightest, most improbable experiment on the map.
Not bad for a country that started as a strongly worded letter to a king.
Happy birthday, America.
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Dec. 25, 1776.
The American Revolution was on life support.
Six days before Washington crossed the Delaware, he wrote his brother a private letter.
"I think the game is pretty near up."
His army had shrunk from 16,000 men to under 3,000. Soldiers were deserting by the day. Enlistments expired January 1st. Congress had already fled Philadelphia.
The commander of the Continental Army wrote that the Revolution was finished.
Six days later he crossed an ice-choked river in a nor'easter with 3,000 exhausted men, marched nine miles through the storm, and attacked the most feared soldiers in the world before dawn.
At least two of his men died from exposure before they ever reached the battle. A cemetery near the crossing site still marks where they rest.
The plaque doesn't give their names, just "sickness and exposure." America's first unknown soldiers, 161 years before Arlington got its guard.
Washington chose a password for that night that said it all: "Victory or Death."
Our first president's tenacity built the country. It's still the most American thing there is.
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