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Supa Modeling a gawjus Custom Bandana my pal @CartertheD sent me wif MY OWN FACE on it!๐ฅณ
My Name CHARLIE BOO iz on it too! It's supa dupa cool!๐
Would yoo like one wif yoos very own FACE on it?
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Feelin worried...๐
Mama needs to get my 6 medicines +Oxygen
for da month.๐๐
Long as I take all my pills, I feel good enuff to enjoy da park!๐ฒ
If yoo able to help wif Turkey Sammiches, Paypal๐, or an order we supa grateful!๐ (Links in Profile)
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Today iz my 14th Birthday, pals!๐
Mama says we going on a Picnic & sharing a yummy Turkey Sammich & then icey cream!๐๐ฅช๐ฆ๐ฒ
I feel supa blessed wif my pawmazing Mama & sweet fwends!๐ฅฐ
Wuv yoo all soooo much!๐
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If yoo missed it, NEW fings in Mama's store!๐
We was hoping for a HUGE Launch Weekend but Mama got sicky ๐คข and I was supa bizzy taking care of her! ๐
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BREAKING: The family of Alex Pretti releases a powerful statement about his senseless murder at the hands of Trump's masked fascist goons.
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"We are heartbroken but also very angry. Alex was a kindhearted soul who cared deeply for his family and friends and also the American veterans whom he cared for as an ICU nurse at the Minneapolis VA hospital," the family said in a statement provided to CNN.
"Alex wanted to make a difference in this world. Unfortunately he will not be with us to see his impact. I do not throw around the hero term lightly. However his last thought and act was to protect a woman."
"The sickening lies told about our son by the administration are reprehensible and disgusting. Alex is clearly not holding a gun when attacked by Trumpโs murdering and cowardly ICE thugs. He has his phone in his right hand and his empty left hand is raised above his head while trying to protect the woman ICE just pushed down all while being pepper sprayed."
"Please get the truth out about our son. He was a good man. Thank you."
It is our responsibility as Americans to get the truth out there. Petti was not attempting to harm anyone. He was swarmed, beaten, and disarmed by vicious federal agents who were looking for someone to hurt. Once they had removed his gun โ which he had a legal permit to carry โ they executed him in cold blood by firing numerous bullets into him. Then, the Trump administration proceeded to immediately falsely smear him as a "terrorist" who wanted to carry out a mass shooting against law enforcement. They're utterly shameless.
โHe cared about people deeply and he was very upset with what was happening in Minneapolis and throughout the United States with ICE, as millions of other people are upset,โ said Pretti's father Alex. โHe thought it was terrible, you know, kidnapping children, just grabbing people off the street. He cared about those people, and he knew it was wrong, so he did participate in protests.โ
Rest in power Alex. The rest of us will carry on the fight.
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Mama been sicky for 3 days!๐คข
She was rundown from da move & got a yucky flu!๐คง
FANKS to those who ordered from Mama's store, but ZERO orders Sun or Mon & we now desperate to make da rent!๐ฉ๐ข
Supa grateful for Orders, Turkey Sammiches or PayPal ๐!๐
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Mama said my tail iz starting to heal & NO bandages tomorrow!๐
FANK YOO for all da wuv & Turkey Sammiches / Paypal๐ to help wif da ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ Vet bill, we ALMOST got enuff... if anypawdy else can help!๐
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@magic71506 Fank yoo sweet fwends! We still trying to get da Vet Bill ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ paid so spreading da word wif Retweets iz a big help!๐ Donations thru my Turkey Sammiches & PayPal links on my Profile for anypawdy who iz able to help. Lots of wuv!๐๐ถ
In 1984, Ruth Coker Burks was 25 years old, visiting a friend at a hospital in Little Rock, when she noticed nurses drawing straws outside a patient's room. Someone had to go in. She didn't wait for the straws. She opened the door herself. What she found inside would define the next decade of her life. ๐ฏ๏ธ**
Inside was a young man reduced to bones โ maybe 80 pounds, dying alone, terrified. He kept whispering one word.
*"Mama."*
Ruth told the nurses to call his mother.
They laughed.
*"Honey, we've called. He's been here six weeks. Nobody's coming."*
Ruth made them give her the number. She tried one last time.
The mother's answer was cold and final: her son was sinful, already dead to her, and she would not be coming.
So Ruth went back into that room. She took his hand. She stayed.
For 13 hours, she held the hand of a dying stranger, promising him he wouldn't leave this world alone.
When he died, his family refused to claim the body.
Ruth decided she would bury him herself.
She owned plots in her family cemetery in Hot Springs โ where her father and grandparents rested. The nearest funeral home willing to handle an AIDS death was 70 miles away. Ruth paid from her own pocket. A local potter gave her a chipped cookie jar for an urn.
She used posthole diggers to dig the grave herself.
She spoke kind words over the earth because no minister would come to pray over a man who died of AIDS.
Ruth thought that would be the end.
It was the beginning.
Word traveled through the quiet networks of fear and desperation across Arkansas.
*There's a woman in Hot Springs who isn't afraid. There's a woman who will sit with you. There's a woman who will make sure you're buried with dignity when your own family won't claim you.*
They started arriving. Dying young men from rural hospitals across the state, abandoned by the people who were supposed to love them most.
Over the next decade, Ruth Coker Burks cared for more than 1,000 people dying of AIDS.
She personally buried 40 of them in Files Cemetery โ digging the graves herself, with her young daughter beside her carrying a small spade, holding their own funerals because no one else would speak over these graves.
Of those 1,000 people, only a handful of families didn't abandon their dying children.
Ruth called parents. Begged them to come say goodbye. To claim their child's body.
Most refused.
*"Who knew,"* she said, *"there'd come a time when parents didn't want to bury their own children?"*
But she also witnessed something else โ something that stayed with her.
She watched gay men care for dying partners with a devotion that shattered every stereotype. She watched a terrified community take care of its own โ and take care of her.
*"They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here'd come the money. That's how we bought medicine. That's how we paid rent. If it hadn't been for the drag queens, I don't know what we would have done."*
By the mid-1990s, new treatments emerged. The crisis began to shift.
And then, like so many heroes of the AIDS crisis, Ruth Coker Burks faded from public memory.
She wrote a memoir in 2019 called *All the Young Men* because she needed people to understand what happened in Arkansas. What happened across America. What happens when fear convinces people to abandon their own children.
And what happens when one person refuses to walk past a door everyone else fears.
She didn't have medical training. She didn't have institutional backing. She didn't have money.
She had compassion. Courage. Posthole diggers. And a family cemetery.
That was enough to make sure 1,000 people didn't die believing they were worthless.
The next time someone says one person can't change anything โ
Remember the red bag on the door.
Remember the 13 hours she stayed with a stranger.
Remember the 40 graves she dug with her own hands.
She walked through that door in 1984. And 1,000 lives were forever changed because of it.