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[BrickCenter @BrickCenter_]

Dante Moore laid down lifeless after a BIG hit 😳

[Malcolm & Baby Dog @Malcolm_theCat]

Friends! In our house dominated by male pets, who do you think is the best at asking for food? You may be surprised to hear that it’s Cleo! She does it very sweetly… sound up to hear! 💖

[K 🌷 @krause_se]

@Malcolm_theCat I love your videos and expressions. Thank you for sharing them.

[Wolf of X @WolfofX]

They saw a 77 year old woman standing alone at an ATM in Bromborough, England, and thought they had found an easy victim.

Winifred Peel was withdrawing money when three teenagers moved in to rob her. One pushed her aside while another tried to take cash from the machine. They expected fear. Instead, they got resistance.

Winifred grabbed one of the attackers, 19 year old Felix Stoica, by the collar and slammed his head against the ATM three times. The injuries he suffered, along with CCTV footage, later helped police identify the gang.

Within days, all three suspects were arrested. Felix Stoica, Florin Geblescu and Piper Dumitru eventually admitted their roles in the robbery and were sentenced to prison.

Afterward, Winifred revealed she regularly went to the gym and believed that staying active had helped her defend herself. The attack shook her confidence, but she refused to let the men take her money without a fight.

The three teenagers believed age made her an easy target.

They walked away discovering that courage is something no one can measure by the number of birthdays a person has lived.

[Sheila of the Most High @sheilatebra]

Anonymous

Bought a jacket at Goodwill last Saturday. Ten bucks. Leather. Looked barely worn. Figured it was a steal.
Got home and checked the pockets before washing it. You know, making sure there's nothing in there. Found a folded piece of paper in the inside pocket.
It was a letter. Handwritten. Started with "To whoever finds this." I sat down on my couch and read the whole thing.
It was from a guy named Tom. The letter said he was donating all his clothes because he was moving into a care facility. Alzheimer's. Early onset. He was only 54. The letter talked about how this jacket was his favorite. How he wore it on his first date with his wife. How he wore it the day his daughter was born. How he wore it to his dad's funeral.
At the end, he wrote: "If you're reading this, you're wearing my memories now. Take care of them. Live a good life in this jacket. Make it mean something again. -Tom, March 2024"
I just sat there holding this letter from a stranger who gave me his memories because he knew he was going to forget them.
The letter had his wife's name. Linda. And a phone number. "In case someone wants to know the stories."
I debated for two days whether to call. Felt weird. Intrusive. But something told me I should.
I called. A woman answered.
"Hi, is this Linda?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"You don't know me. But I bought a leather jacket from Goodwill last week. Your husband Tom left a letter in the pocket."
Silence. Then I heard her crying.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you"
"No. No, you don't understand. Tom passed away three weeks ago. I donated his clothes last month. I didn't know he left letters. He left you a letter?"
I read it to her over the phone. Every word. When I finished, she was quiet for a long time.
"That's so Tom. Even at the end, even knowing what was coming, he was still thinking about other people. Still trying to make someone smile."
She asked if she could see the jacket. I drove to her house that afternoon. Brought the jacket and the letter.
She held it. Smelled it. Started telling me the stories. The first date. The day at the hospital. The funeral. All of it. We sat in her living room for three hours while she told me about a man I never met.
Before I left, she hugged me. "Thank you for calling. Tom would've loved knowing someone cared enough to find out the stories. Wear it. Live in it. Make new memories. That's what he wanted."
I'm wearing the jacket right now. It fits perfectly. And every time I put it on, I think about Tom. About Linda. About how a ten-dollar Goodwill jacket became the most meaningful thing I own.
Because last month, a man dying of Alzheimer's decided his memories deserved to find someone who'd care. 🤍

[SmokeyGirl25 @_SmokeyGirl25]

God. Love it’s So https://t.co/geBG8uOZSl Melts
My Heart ♥️🥰

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@HRHPWales I love this outfit.

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@Malcolm_theCat Happy birthday Baby dog. You look quite fetching in your bandana.

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@Matt_Pinner And I’ve even used a telex machine internationally before we had fax machines and email.

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@PostsOfCats I just had a molasses cookie with my coffee.

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@Milajoy Almost 35 years.

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@theamelia__ Water chestnuts

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@PawsleyTheCat Always looking so handsome. Also, I love your cat magnets.

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@Matt_Pinner Go Ducks