Brent Sanders RT (R)

Child of God, husband of Johnnie, father of Caleb & Courtney, Madison & Jonathan, granddad of AJ, Gatlin & Viv. Brentaroo @NHBCTupelo, Rad Tech at NMMC Pontotoc

[Brent Sanders RT (R) @radtechbrent]

@TombigbeeEPA Thank you!!!

[Crazy Moments @Crazymoments01]

This is how this horse reacted to protect its caretaker during an earthquake in Japan.

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@Oldtimers365 Jumping out of my truck.

[Bennie🕊️ @Bennieeexyz]

I accidentally uncovered one of the funniest secrets in my parents' marriage.

My parents have been married for over 30 years.

Every summer evening, without fail, they'll spend an hour outside together watering plants, pulling weeds, trimming bushes, and fussing over their yard.

The landscaping around their house looks like something out of a magazine.

I've always assumed it was my dad's thing.

A few years ago, I was helping him outside and asked how he got so into gardening.

He laughed.

Dad: Honestly?

Me: Yeah.

Dad: I've never really cared about it.

Me: What?

Dad: Your mom loves it.

Dad: I just like spending time with her.

I remember thinking that was one of the sweetest things I'd ever heard.

Fast forward to this week.

I stopped by while my dad was out of town.

My mom and I were sitting in the kitchen talking when the yard came up.

Mom: You know, I never actually cared much about gardening.

Me: ...what?

Mom: Your dad loves it.

Me: No he doesn't.

Mom: Of course he does.

Me: Mom...

Mom: What?

Me: Dad told me years ago he only does it because he thinks you love it.

She just stared at me.

Then I stared at her.

Mom: You're kidding.

Me: I wish I was.

So we started digging.

Turns out when they first started dating, both of them wanted to seem interesting and outdoorsy.

Dad told her he enjoyed landscaping.

Mom pretended she did too.

Dad saw her enthusiasm and doubled down.

Mom saw his enthusiasm and doubled down.

And somehow neither of them ever admitted the truth.

Thirty years later they're still out there every evening watering flowers neither one of them actually wanted.

Just because each thinks they're doing something nice for the other.

Me: So what are you going to do?

Mom: Nothing.

Me: You're not going to tell him?

Mom: Absolutely not.

Me: Why?

Mom: Because now he'll think I've been lying for 30 years.

Me: You have been.

Mom: Exactly.

I haven't told my brothers.

I haven't told my dad.

Honestly, I don't think I ever will.

At this point it's less of a misunderstanding and more of a renewable energy source powering their entire marriage.

[Echoes of War @EchoesofWarYT]

Two days ago we lost an American hero. His name was Bruce Crandall, and this is his story 🇺🇸

Before he was a legend, Bruce Crandall was a kid from Olympia, Washington, born in 1933, an All-American high school baseball player who joined the National Guard at 15. The Army drafted him in 1953, trained him as an engineer, then put him in a cockpit. His first real job as a pilot was mapping the parts of the world nobody had charted yet, flying for two years over the open desert of Libya, then over thousands of square miles of unmapped mountains and jungle in Central and South America. He married Arlene in 1956. They would raise three sons. He spent the early part of his career flying toward empty places. Then Vietnam asked him to fly toward the worst one.

Sixty years ago, in a clearing called LZ X-Ray, roughly 450 American soldiers were surrounded by an enemy force several times their size. The shooting was so heavy the medevac helicopters turned back. Landing meant dying.

Bruce Crandall made a different choice.

He was a 32-year-old major flying an unarmed Huey. No guns. No armor that mattered. Just a thin aluminum shell and a decision. He pointed the nose at the hottest piece of ground in the war and went in anyway, with his wingman Ed "Too Tall" Freeman right behind him.

Then he did it again. And again. Twenty-two times in a single day.

He flew in the ammunition and water that kept the men alive. He flew out more than 70 wounded soldiers, loading them while rounds punched through the airframe, the cargo bay slick with other men's blood. Each run he could have stopped. Nobody would have blamed him. He kept his word to the men on the ground instead: you will be resupplied, and if you fall, we are coming for you.

He never fired a shot all day. He saved dozens of lives with nothing but nerve and a helicopter.

The men called him "Snake." He went back for a second tour and was shot down in January 1968, this time by friendly bombs falling too close. By the end of the war he had flown more than 900 combat missions.

Then he did something quieter that almost nobody talks about. He went home and lived an ordinary life. He retired as a lieutenant colonel in 1977, earned a master's degree, ran a small California town as its city manager, and spent 17 years in the Public Works Department in Mesa, Arizona, fixing roads and keeping the water running. The man who once flew through a wall of fire spent his later years making sure the streetlights worked.

It took 40 years for the country to catch up to what he did at X-Ray. In 2007, President Bush hung the Medal of Honor around his neck. If you saw We Were Soldiers, that was him on screen, Greg Kinnear in the cockpit, though the real man was braver than any movie could hold.

Col. Bruce "Snake" Crandall died on May 31, 2026, at 93 years old. He outlived the war, the doubts, and most of the men who watched him come screaming back into that valley when no one else would.

Some heroes carry a rifle. This one carried the wounded home, then went back to work like it was nothing.

Rest easy, Snake. We have it from here.

In honor of Lt. Col. Bruce Crandall (1933-2026), the best of us and a true American hero. We won't forget you 🇺🇸

[Auburn Baseball @AuburnBaseball]

Bigger than ball. 🧡

It was a fulfilling experience to stop by Beds for Kids in Tupelo, MS, to help support their cause of providing for those in need.

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#WarEagle

[Lincoln @flabbytofit99]

Easter Sunday. Church pew. My 4-year-old wedges herself between me and my wife, gets settled, looks up at me with this enormous smile:
"Daddy, I'm sitting with BOF my parents."

I've been thinking about that moment for days now.

She's the youngest of four. Which means most of her life has been spent waiting — waiting for her turn, waiting for the big kids to finish, waiting for a moment where the attention isn't being divided six different ways. She's used to hand-me-downs and leftover everything.

I don't think she even knows that's her situation. But I know it.

And there she was, just absolutely glowing. Not because of the egg hunt or the candy or the dress she'd been planning for two weeks. Because she was sitting between her parents for half an hour with nobody else competing for that space.

That was her highlight. That was the whole day for her.

I'd be lying if I said it didn't sting a little — that it's that easy and I still manage to miss it. I can be physically in the room and completely somewhere else. I've sat next to my kids while being totally absent and told myself I was present because I was there. She knows the difference. They all do. Kids always know.

I don't have a clean lesson here. Just that she reminded me what she actually needs from me, and it's not complicated, and I forget it constantly anyway.

She just wanted to be sandwiched between her mom and dad with nobody else around.

For thirty minutes on a Sunday morning, that was everything.

[Brent Sanders RT (R) @radtechbrent]

@Oldtimers365 Bacon

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@Oldtimers365 Allergies

[Black Hole @konstructivizm]

:One of the first three humans to orbit the Moon. Commander of the ill-fated Apollo 13, whose calm leadership turned a potential disaster into one of NASA’s greatest triumphs. Four missions. 715 hours in space.That was Jim Lovell — a true legend of the Apollo era.He passed away on August 7, 2025, at the age of 97. But before he left us, Lovell recorded a secret message that even the Artemis II crew knew nothing about.NASA held onto it quietly. Then, on the sixth day of the mission — as the crew drew close to the Moon — they played it.“Hello, Artemis II. This is Apollo astronaut Jim Lovell. Welcome to my old neighborhood.”In warm, steady tones, he recalled Christmas Eve 1968, when he, Frank Borman, and Bill Anders became the first humans to orbit the Moon on Apollo 8. He spoke of that breathtaking view that captivated a billion people back on Earth. He expressed how proud he was to hand the torch to this new generation.He urged them to soak it all in — the stark beauty of the lunar surface, the fragile blue marble of home hanging in the void.And then, with perfect symmetry, he closed the message exactly as Apollo 8 had ended 58 years earlier:“Godspeed… from all of us here on the good Earth.”He addressed each of them by name — Reid Wiseman, Victor Glover, Christina Koch, and Jeremy Hansen — bridging six decades of exploration in a single, heartfelt transmission.Lovell never saw Artemis II lift off. He never watched them depart Earth. But his voice was waiting for them when they reached the Moon he once pioneered.A quiet, powerful passing of the flame. NASA

[Brent Sanders RT (R) @radtechbrent]

@SubRosaMagick Every chance I get! There's actually a bar in town named BrewHa.

[Brent Sanders RT (R) @radtechbrent]

Goodness!!!

[0️⃣BlackBetty ⚓️ @BabyD1111229]

"I find myself sitting in the parking lot at Kroger trying to compose myself. You see, while inside getting groceries, I came upon a little girl prancing down the aisle making a crazy noise.

I turned around to see this young lady wearing massive boots compared to her tiny body.
At first I just giggled and continued shopping. I ended up in the check out lane behind her and her mother.

As good southerners do, we struck up conversation. I told the little girl that I liked her boots. She had a massive grin on her face and began to speak.
She let me know that those boots belonged to her Daddy.

Today would have been his birthday, but he was killed last year in 'Afghan Stan.' To feel better about today, she was allowed to wear his boots.
As her mom started to cry, so did I, as did the cashier.

Apparently, the gentleman behind me heard the story and gave the little girl a cupcake out of the dozen he was buying.
He told the little girl to always eat a cupcake for her dad's birthday.
He told her that her dad was a hero and that she should be proud to be his daughter.

Please remember why we are able to celebrate America. Let's stop to think about those who protect the freedom that we often take for granted!"

🎩 to Katie Shuler 🫶🏼✨💖

[Jomboy Media @JomboyMedia]

when you’re playing softball but you see someone on their way to the moon:

[Old School Eddie @Old_SchoolEddie]

Have you ever thought about the big difference between Judas and Peter in the Bible?

Both men failed Jesus in terrible ways.

Yet their stories ended very differently.

Judas betrayed our Lord for thirty pieces of silver.

When he realized what he had done, he felt deep regret.

But instead of turning to God, he fell into despair.

He tried to give the money back, but then he went out and took his own life.

Peter, on the other hand, denied even knowing Jesus three times on the night of His arrest.

When the rooster crowed, and Jesus looked at him, Peter wept bitterly.

His heart was broken.

But Peter did not stay in his guilt.

He repented and turned back to the Lord.

Later, Jesus restored Peter and even used him to build the early church.

The Bible tells us there is a difference between worldly sorrow and godly sorrow.

Worldly sorrow, as Judas had, leads to death.

Godly sorrow, like Peter's, leads to repentance and life.

Friends, when we mess up and sin against God, we have a choice.

We can let despair take over, or we can repent and receive the forgiveness that Jesus offers.

His mercy is always there for those who turn to Him.

Let us choose repentance as Peter did.

[Mike Bales 🫡🇺🇸 @MikeBales]

There's an elderly man who walks into the barbershop every Thursday at exactly 10:15 a.m.

He always pauses at the door like he's not sure he's been there before.

Halfway through the haircut, he asks the same question every single time.

"My wife... did she call ahead to pay?"

She used to. Years ago. She never missed a week. She's been gone for a long time now. He doesn't remember that part.

The barber smooths the cape over his shoulders and says what he always says.

"Yes, sir. She took care of it."

His whole face relaxes. "She's something else," he chuckles.

When the barber spins the chair around, he studies himself in the mirror, nods proudly, and says, "Can't keep a lady waiting."

He leaves a tip on the counter—three wrinkled dollars—and walks back to the assisted living home next door.

Every Thursday, they repeat the same ritual.

He forgets. The barber doesn't. And as long as he keeps asking, the barber keeps answering.

Because sometimes love continues... even when memory doesn't.

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This is so cool!

[Black Hole @konstructivizm]

Voyager 1, launched in 1977, will reach 1 light-day from Earth this year in November. Voyager 1 has been flying for nearly 50 years at 38,000 mph.
One light day means radio signals traveling at the speed of light take 24 hours to reach it. When engineers send a command to Voyager 1, they wait two full days for a response one day out, one day back. Voyager 1 was launched in 1977 powered by a plutonium RTG that generates roughly 4 watts of usable power today less than an LED bulb. On that power budget it is transmitting data across 24 light hours of interstellar space to a 70 meter antenna on Earth. It has now traveled farther from Earth than any human made object in history, moving at 17km per second, and it still calls home every day. The most distant thing humanity has ever touched is a 47 year-old spacecraft running on 4 watts, and we can still hear it.

[Jason Romano @JasonRomano]

“The man on the middle cross said I could come.”

Easter week. Watch it. And watch it again. And then chase after Jesus.

[__𝓚𝓲𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂™ ☆ 🇺🇸 @__Kimberly1]

The best quote of the day....

"How could we expect a group of people who don't know the difference between a man and a woman to know the difference between a King and a President."