Until 72 hours ago, I had never in my life stepped foot on Irish soil. Little did I know what I would witness and what emotions I would feel in such a short time.
I witnessed the greatest Walker Cup comeback in history. Although the team I was pulling for didn’t come out on top, it felt like the greatest outcome for The Walker Cup to heighten its intensity for years to come.
I felt an unmatched sense of community amongst the Irish town of Lahinch. I met people I instantly felt a kinship with, even though they saw how my cherry red American pullover adorned with a Team USA logo stuck out like a pink straw in a pint of Guinness.
I celebrated with a @GatorsGolf star who just last year felt the agony of a loss at Cypress Point, only heightening the euphoria of this victory. Truly happy for him and all of team GB & I and their amazing perseverance to pull a historic victory from the jaws of a certain defeat.
I walked the grounds with a good friend who always helped us be in the right place at the right time, both on and off the course.
I took a picture with a real goat. 😂
I felt the chilling wetness of an Irish rainstorm whipping through the opening ceremony just as Captain Nathan Smith was introducing his team.
Maybe most importantly, I witnessed an American squad come out to the town at night and show grace through a gutting defeat and share a moment with the locals and Team GB& I. The greatness and true meaning of The Walker Cup was on full display. The game of golf won, no doubt.
This moment, this feeling of connection to a town and community may be unmatched in my lifetime and I was so blessed I got to experience this unreal moment in time for the game of golf.
This was an all-timer; one that generations of people will talk about forever and will inspire the next crop of young ones to chase that little white ball in search of Walker Cup glory like local Irish star Stuart Grehan or 18th hole hero Josh Hill.
I will be coming back, and very soon, to play all the great courses here and become enthralled with these wonderful people and this heaving linksland once again.
Can’t wait.
An emotional moment at Croke Park 🥹
There was to be no fairytale ending for Shane O'Donnell after declaring it would be his last year in saffron and blue, but what a career the Clare man has had 👏
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A very special delivery for David Attenborough, beloved by people (and animals) everywhere 💚
To honour Sir David’s 100th birthday, His Majesty The King is supported by a cast of stars from British nature to relay his handwritten message in time for the celebration at the Royal Albert Hall.
Watch David Attenborough’s 100 Years on Planet Earth on @BBCiPlayer.
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"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
Freddie is looking down and giving y'all a standing ovation. That's spectacular!😍💗
The most INSANE Bohemian Rhapsody Flashmob you will ever see!!
With 30 musicians and singers in the STREET of Paris 😍
Cre : Julien Cohen Pianist
📢 331E Service Update 📢
From Friday 1st August 2025, the TFI Local Link Limerick Clare 331E evening service from Ennistymon to Ennis will be replaced with new additional evening services on the enhanced Bus Eireann 350 from Ennistymon to Ennis. 1/3 🧵
I remember once I caught a teacher giving me the two fingers in a staff meeting. But leadership is all about turning a negative into a positive and it helped me identify my Infants teacher for the next 10 years.
There is no reason why we can’t have a new government next Tuesday. FF/FG need to lock in 8 Independents, which should take an hour and a half. Then an agreed programme for government can be rattled out in a few hours by someone good on a typewriter. And Bob’s your uncle. Or if someone insists Bob’s your aunt.