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BOOM: Arizona Republicans just CRUSHED Maricopa County with an R+3.7 early vote drop out of nearly 100K ballots!
Arizona is redder than 2022.
The momentum is unstoppable for Andy Biggs.
Huge credit to @TPUSA for putting in the work!
KEEP VOTING RED! 🌵🇺🇸🔥
Crystal ✝️🇺🇸🇮🇱 #2A retweeted
Well done to Royal Mail on this and credit to the artist 👏
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Sir Frank Whittle invented the jet engine and helped win the war.
Today, this LACK OF RESPECT is happening next to his statue in Coventry.
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🚨🇨🇳 A Chinese glass company just turned the RIOTS in France into FREE advertising!
Hengxinfeng filmed NOTHING, just posted a video of its unbreakable windows on social media, and went VIRAL.
EPIC TROLLING!
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I just opened up a string cheese and he woke up out of a sound sleep when he heard it-
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He had already escaped the burning aircraft. He could have kept running. Instead, he turned back to save a man who could not escape.
On 16 March 1944, 20-year-old RAF trainee navigator Bill Foxley was aboard a Wellington bomber that crashed shortly after take-off from Castle Donington.
Bill made it out alive.
Then he heard a fellow crewman trapped inside the burning aircraft.
Without hesitation, he went back.
The flames had turned the bomber into an inferno. Bill reached his wireless operator and tried to pull him to safety. But as he escaped through the astrodome, the fire caught him. His crewmate did not survive.
Bill did, but the cost was devastating.
The fire destroyed much of his face and hands. He lost his right eye, and his remaining sight was severely damaged. At Queen Victoria Hospital in East Grinstead, surgeon Sir Archibald McIndoe and his team performed 29 operations over three and a half years, working painstakingly to repair the injuries that had changed Bill's life forever.
Yet some wounds could not be seen.
For years, strangers stared at his scars. On trains between Crawley and London, passengers sometimes approached the empty seat beside him, noticed his face and quietly moved away.
Imagine surviving a burning aircraft, enduring years of surgery, only to face another kind of pain in everyday life: being treated as though your appearance made you someone to fear.
Bill refused to let bitterness define him.
When people recoiled from his scars, he sometimes reassured them with a gentle sense of humour:
“It's all right. I'm not going to bite you.”
Even after everything he had endured, he could still offer kindness to people who did not know how to respond to him.
He returned to work, built a successful career as a facilities manager and continued running long distances well into his seventies. He also appeared in the 1969 film Battle of Britain, helping bring the experiences of badly burned airmen closer to public understanding.
But it was what he did for others that made his life especially remarkable.
As a member of the Guinea Pig Club, Bill supported fellow survivors whose lives had been transformed by devastating burns. His commitment extended to helping wounded servicemen and disabled people find opportunities to rebuild their lives.
Think about that for a moment.
The young airman who had once risked everything to save a trapped comrade spent decades helping others discover that life could still hold purpose, dignity and hope after unimaginable suffering.
He could not change that terrible night in 1944. He could not bring his crewmate back or erase the injuries he had carried for the rest of his life.
But he could decide what those injuries would mean.
Bill Foxley chose courage over bitterness, compassion over resentment and service over surrender.
His scars told the story of what he had survived. His actions told the story of who he was.
First, he walked back into the flames for another man.
Then, for the rest of his life, he helped others find their way forward.
Bill Foxley was far more than a survivor. He was a reminder that the truest measure of courage is not simply how much a person can endure, but how much kindness they can still give afterwards.
May his courage, his compassion and his extraordinary service never be forgotten.
Lest we forget.
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Tried on my work shirt earlier today as I’ll be starting soon. I don’t think the hat’s allowed but wanted to see how it looked😁🤠
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Replying to @ericridebike @C_E_Martinez_
Haha I have seen a few of those too
Crystal ✝️🇺🇸🇮🇱 #2A retweeted
Replying to @grantbotma @C_E_Martinez_
Maybe just a couple in Chandler that I’ve seen. My favorites are the “Democrats for Biggs” ones lol. They are all over the place.
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Instead of putting up signs, the Katie Hobbs criminal division of corruption has been sending out volunteers (some I’m sure are very nice people) to graffiti all Biggs signs.
If the democrats run Arizona, this type of hoodlum behavior will be rampant
Hobbs didn’t pay for street corner signs when she ran for sec of state. She won. She didn’t pay for street signs in 22. She won. She isn’t paying for them this time either. It’s a strategic choice and one I agree with. It saves money on all the printing and rebar and install and take down and after storm maintenance.
No knock to those who do buy signs, but using how many a campaign has installed around town as some kind of measure of public support is really silly.
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🇫🇷 🇬🇧The V1 was heading toward a hospital. The Free French pilot chasing it was eight days away from his wedding.
On August 3, 1944, Jean Maridor intercepted a German flying bomb threatening Benenden Hospital in Kent.
The 23-year-old Free French ace flew Spitfires with No. 91 Squadron of the RAF. Credited with five aerial victories, he had also become a skilled V1 hunter. His final interception would bring his tally to seven flying bombs destroyed individually.
Four years earlier, he had escaped France to keep fighting.
Shooting down a V1 carried a deadly risk: get too close, and its exploding warhead could destroy the fighter pursuing it.
There was another way. A pilot could slide his wingtip beneath the V1’s wing, disturbing the airflow and tipping the flying bomb off balance, without necessarily touching it.
According to the Le Havre municipal archives, Maridor tried to tip the "doodlebug" but could not bring it down.
With the hospital threatened, he turned to his cannons. He closed to less than 50 meters and fired.
The V1 exploded. The blast destroyed his Spitfire. France’s Order of Liberation records his final attack as a deliberate sacrifice to save the hospital.
Before the war, Maridor worked as a barber while learning to fly and studying to qualify for military pilot training. He earned his first pilot’s certificate at sixteen.
Eight days after his final mission, he was due to marry his fiancée, Jean Lambourn, a serving officer in the Women’s Auxiliary Air Force.
He was twenty-three. They never had their wedding.
Remember Jean Maridor.
Follow @Vanguard_WW2 for more stories worth remembering.
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As a nation we do memorials so well.
IT HAS NO SADDLE. NO RIDER. AND IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY, A SINGLE TEAR. THIS IS THE NATIONAL MEMORIAL TO THE HORSES OF THE FIRST WORLD WAR.
Unveiled in 2018, she stands at Ascot.
The horse is simply called Poppy.
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IN MEMORIAM: Jeffrey Mitchell
End of Watch: October 27, 2006
In the early morning hours of Friday, October 27, 2006, Deputy Jeffrey Mitchell was patrolling a rural area of Sacramento County near Meiss and Dillard Roads. At about 3:30 a.m., Deputy Mitchell contacted Sheriff's dispatch from his vehicle computer saying he was going to stop a white Chevrolet van. A few minutes later Dispatch tried to reach Deputy Mitchell to check on his welfare. No response was received from Deputy Mitchell. Other patrol vehicles were immediately dispatched to the location of the vehicle stop made by Deputy Mitchell.
When patrol units arrived they found Deputy Mitchell mortally wounded. Deputy Mitchell had been shot in the head with his own weapon. Evidence at the scene indicated that Deputy Mitchell was involved in a violent struggle for his life. Hundreds of law enforcement officers began the search for the k!ll3r or k!ll3rs of Deputy Mitchell.
To this day, we still do not know what happened on that fateful night. The k!ll3r of Deputy Mitchell remains at large. Sheriff's Department detectives are still diligently working this heinous crime that continues to haunt this community.
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Meet Stanley, the D-Day veteran who just celebrated his 105th birthday! 🎉
Born one of eight children on a farm near Headcorn, Stanley Robert Elliss originally had an art scholarship lined up.
Instead, he answered the call of duty and joined the RAF - eventually landing on Gold Beach on D-Day to help secure crucial airstrips for Allied Spitfires.
Now a decorated Legion d’Honneur recipient and Burma Star veteran, he marked this incredible 105-year milestone on October 22, surrounded by loved ones at Brambles Care Home in Wye.
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I'm voting YES on Amendment 3. 🏠 Floridians deserve to keep more of their hard-earned money. The scare tactics about cutting police and fire are fake news. Amendment 3 lists public safety as a core service that property taxes must go to. Protect homeowners. Vote YES on 3! 🇺🇸































