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08/06/2025

My daughter has been dating a new guy. They were recently at a club watching a live show when my daughter excused herself to use the restroom. As she approached on her return she noticed her date sitting there watching the show, with his hand covering her drink while she was gone. Both of them are aware that drinks can be spiked in crowded bars, but they never really discussed it with each other. He just knew what to do to protect her while his attention was on the show and she was away. My daughter was so touched that she took this picture to remember the moment.

Their relationship is young, but this mama is hoping this thoughtful young man sticks around!

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08/06/2025

Officer Andrew Spottswood recently took a report from a man whose wallet had been stolen. The stolen wallet contained the 75-year-old man's identification, his bus pass, and his debit card. The man told Officer Spottswood he has no family or transportation. Officer Spottswood took him to DMV to get a replacement ID. When the clerk asked if he had the $13 replacement fee, the man did not and Officer Spottswood pulled out his wallet to pay. (In the end, the clerk waived the fee.)

Next, Officer Spottswood took the man to the bank to get a replacement bank card, so that he could access his money, and to the CATS Station, so that he could get a replacement bus pass.

Lastly, he took the man to get him some food because he was exhausted and hungry.

Officer Spottswood didn't tell anyone about his kind gesture. CMPD only found out because the man called later and spoke to a supervisor.

Officer Spottswood was recognized this week with a CMPD Acts of Excellence award.

08/06/2025

"I just wanted to take a moment to share some of my experiences over the weekend relative to all of the tragedy we've faced over the past few weeks:

1. On my flight from Houston to Birmingham last week I was making my way back to the restroom. (We were on a regional jet with first class but only one facility in the very back of the plane.) I stopped to wait my turn next to a young black mother with her cute little baby about halfway back the cabin. He reached his arms out for me to hold him and I looked at her and said, "May I?" And she responded, "Oh yes, he loves attention." So I held him and cooed at him and did all the things you do with a baby. Shortly after, the man who was sitting across from me up front came to get in line as well. The reason I mentioned first class earlier is he was your typical first class passenger (older white man who gave the impression of being a tad bit snobby and not the baby type at all). The baby reached out to him, he looked at the mother and asked if it was ok and took him from my arms. They played and laughed and opened and closed the luggage compartments over and over to the baby's amusement. When the plane landed the mother was having a hard time getting the car seat on the stroller so the gentleman and I waited with her in the jetway and I held the baby while he helped her secure the car seat. She looked at us with a smile on her face and said, "People can say what they want about the south -- but this is southern hospitality. I'm from New York and I was nervous about being here but noone in New York would have shown this kindness. Thank you."

2. On the way back from the beach to Birmingham for me to catch my flight we stopped at Cracker Barrel to eat in Montgomery. There was a white Sherrif's deputy eating alone next to a large black family. The head of the family (a man in his 50's) got up from his table and went and sat with the deputy and they had a long chat that was filled with smiles and laughter and concluded with an affectionate handshake.

3. There were lots of thunderstoms in Birmingham yesterday and the runway was literally a lake. When planes would land water would fly over the roof of the planes and cloud to ground lightning strikes were everywhere. My anxiety was at max level to say the least. I reluctantly boarded the plane because of nerves with tears in my eyes and found my seat next to a young black soldier on his way to Ft. Hood. I told him I was really nervous and may have to hold his hand. He looked at me and said, "Yes, that's ok, I'm terrified to fly too." When we took off we hit some pretty bad bumps and so I patted his shoulder and he squeezed my hand and we talked our way through it.

This is America; these are the race relations of most Americans. Helping each other -- hand in hand -- in all different shades of love and skin color. It breaks my heart the media is doing everything they can to convince us otherwise."

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08/05/2025

In Las Vegas, Ann-Margret was performing on stage, surrounded by the glow of golden lights. It was there that Roger Smith first fell in love with her. What caught his attention wasn't just her fame or beauty, but something deeper. He saw a vulnerability behind her electrifying stage presence. It was in the quiet moments after the applause, when her smile held a certain sadness. In that instant, Roger knew she was someone truly special. For Ann-Margret, it was Roger who offered something no audience could: a sense of safety and the feeling of being truly seen - not as a star, but as a woman yearning for connection.
Their first meeting backstage wasn’t filled with sparks, but it was the start of something real. Roger, already well-known for his role on 77 Sunset Strip, had lived through his own share of struggles - fame, divorce, and fatherhood. Ann-Margret, famous for her roles in Bye Bye Birdie and Viva Las Vegas, was cautious. But when Roger looked at her, it was as though he saw past the glamour to the person she truly was. She later shared, “He saw through everything, even when I didn’t want him to.”
Their relationship grew slowly, built on respect and small, thoughtful gestures. Roger had three children from his previous marriage, and Ann-Margret embraced them wholeheartedly. It wasn’t a duty for her, but a choice to love them as her own. The kids would later remember her for her warmth and kindness, and how she made their home feel complete.
On May 8, 1967, Roger and Ann-Margret married in a small ceremony in Las Vegas. She wore a simple white lace dress, and Roger looked at her as though she was the only one in the world. In a city where marriages often feel temporary, theirs was different. It lasted, strong and true, for fifty years.
But in 1972, just a few years into their marriage, Roger was diagnosed with myasthenia gravis, a rare illness that affects the muscles. It was a cruel blow. His once strong body weakened, and he struggled with sp*ech and movement. But Ann-Margret never hesitated. She adjusted her career to stay by his side, caring for him in every way. When people asked how she managed, she would simply say, “This is what love does.” She didn’t ask for applause or recognition; she just loved him through it all. When Roger couldn’t walk, she helped him. When he had trouble speaking, she listened. She didn’t focus on what she’d given up, but on the love they shared.
Before his illness, Roger had been her protector. He managed her career with quiet strength, keeping the chaos of Hollywood at bay and making sure she felt confident and safe. Ann-Margret always called him her hero - not because he was perfect, but because he was there for her in the quiet moments, lifting her up when she needed it most.
Even as Roger’s health worsened, their love remained constant. During her performances, he would sit quietly backstage, watching her with the same admiration he had when they first met. After each show, she would rush to him, as if the world outside the stage didn’t matter. They never had children together, but their family felt complete. Ann-Margret was deeply involved in Roger’s children’s lives, attending their graduations and offering her support. She was never just a stepmother - she was the constant in their lives.
When Roger passed away on June 4, 2017, Ann-Margret didn’t seek the spotlight. She released a brief, respectful statement and chose to mourn in private. At his memorial, she wore black - not out of obligation, but because it matched the emptiness she felt without him.
Even now, years later, she still wears a small gold necklace with Roger’s initials, hidden beneath her clothes during interviews or award shows. If anyone asks about it, she simply smiles. The love they shared was never for show - it was something real, something that lasted beyond their time together. And it continues to walk beside her every day.✍️

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08/04/2025

My 18 year old son was working at Tractor Supply one evening when a gentleman came in just before closing to buy pet food.

There was a line at the register and when the man attempted to pay, his card was declined. He asked to try again. Declined. My son, seeing the disappointment and embarrassment on this gentleman’s face, very nonchalantly slid his own debit card out of his wallet and paid for the man’s order without saying a word. When the man thanked him, my son nodded and smiled. He was happy to be able to help this stranger.

A couple days later, the man came back in the store and found my son. He thanked him again and paid him back. My son wasn’t expecting the money back, so he donated it to the American Cancer Society in memory of his great uncle who recently passed.

In today’s world, I take nothing for granted. I am amazed and impressed at my son’s willingness to help others in their time of need.

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08/04/2025

To the mom in the baby water park at Kentucky Kingdom yesterday, (Friday, July 22), I talked to you about your kids.

Their behavior struck me in such a way that I did something I normally don't do, and I asked your son where his mother was so I could have a word with her.

We spoke and I don't think you fully understood how your children and their behavior affected me, so I am writing this.. maybe it will find its way to you and you will know who you are.

Maybe it wont but other moms will see it and maybe take something away from it as well.

It may not seem like a big deal to other people.

But I do know that there are some people who will really get it.

I was at the park with Baylee, my 5 year old.

She is autistic, and mostly non verbal. We were practicing very hard on waiting in line, and she was doing well for the most part.

We had a routine.

Wait in line.. then when we were 4 from the front, sit on the step, then down into the water then scoot up, then wait at the top of the slide for the ok to go from the lifeguard.

This was our routine, and every time she did it, her understanding of the routine improved and her patience increased.

But alas, children are children, there are little ones who don't understand waiting and jump right in front of the next in line and for the most part no big deal,

except for a kiddo like mine, who really doesn't mind much that she had to wait longer, but is very upset that the steps of the routine she just learned are now out of whack.

And to her it feels like the end of the world! Coping with unexpected change is another skill we practice every day.

It is one of the more difficult skills to practice and especially in public when people, especially other children do not understand why she is reacting the way she does.

I dread it. Not what she will do but what other people will.

So this happened, and as she was expecting to move up to the next step in the waiting game, and couldn't, I braced myself for what would happen, and that is when your daughter looked up at me and said

"she can go ahead of me" Baylee had not had an opportunity to get upset yet, so I am not sure exactly why she did it.

I felt like maybe she could tell by the way I had been talking to her that she had special needs.

It was so sweet and I told her what a sweet girl she was. And we moved on. Of course as busy as the park is, it wasn't long before we found ourselves in the same situation, when a young boy this time was in front and offered to let Baylee go ahead because he could tell she was not understanding what happened.

Again, I praised his good behavior and kindness and we went ahead, and I was struck that two different children would be so intuitive and kind.

Like most autistic children, Baylee does not LOOK any different than any other child. And it's not really immediately obvious by her behavior either.

It takes some observation and usually children their age don't realize she has autism. I guessed them to be 8-10ish. When I then seen them together it made sense.

They were brother and sister. I told them both how great it was that they looked out for someone who was different.. and the difference that small acts of kindness make even if it doesn't seem like much. They really touched my heart.

So I asked your son to point you out for me. I made sure to let your kids know how nice it was for them to be kind and understanding but I wanted YOU to know that you are raising two wonderful children.

When I came to you and told you about my experience with your kids and told you that they were super kids and you are doing a great job, you said "I don't know about that."

Well, mom, you are. A small gesture like theirs may not seem like much. But I promise it was.

As a mom of a child with Autism, we do not know what to expect for her. She grows and learns more every day, but I still worry.

Every time she has a big improvement or meets a goal she has worked for, my joy is immediately dimmed by the concern I have for the kinds of struggles she faces in a world that is not always kind.

She is so funny and smart, and brings a smile to the face of most people who she comes into contact with, but sometimes we encounter people who do not immediately see how sweet and funny she is.

I know there are people out there who will refuse to see those things simply because she is different. It scares me.

I worry, I dread, and sometimes we stay home because we don't want to deal with some of the unpleasant things we sometimes experience.

Sure your children's kindness helped in that moment to avoid a meltdown, and that is kind of a big deal for kids on the spectrum, but I will tell you what is an even bigger deal though, and that is that it gave me some HOPE!

When I looked at those sweet little faces, filled with pride as I praised them, it made me happy to know that more moms are raising their children the way you are!

So I just wanted to take the opportunity again to thank you and let you know you are doing a really really good job!

Credit goes to By Stephanie Skaggs

08/04/2025

Never Change Your Nature
A man saw a snake being burned in a fire and rushed to save it. As he pulled it out, the snake bit him, causing intense pain. Startled, he dropped the snake—and it fell right back into the flames.
Undeterred, the man looked around, found a metal pole, and used it to safely lift the snake from the fire, saving its life.
A bystander, watching the scene unfold, asked:
"That snake bit you. Why would you still try to save it?"
The man replied:
"The snake’s nature is to bite. But that won’t change my nature—which is to help."
Don’t let the actions of others change who you are.
Stay kind. Stay true. But be wise.
Protect your good heart—without letting it be burned.

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08/04/2025

Ron Howard’s wife, Cheryl, says he has always been thoughtful, humble, and down-to-earth—even when they were just teenagers in Burbank, California. In an interview, she shared, “Ron would pick me up in his old Volkswagen after drama class and talk endlessly about filmmaking. But what really stood out was how well he listened to me.”

They met in high school in 1970. Though Ron was already famous from The Andy Griffith Show, their first real connection wasn’t about acting—it was at a school debate. Cheryl remembered, “He actually paid attention to my sp*ech and later told me how impressed he was. That’s when I realized he truly noticed people, not just the spotlight.”

Even as Ron’s career grew with Happy Days and his first movie as a director, Grand Theft Auto, he stayed the same. Cheryl recalled their early married life in a small apartment, where he insisted on doing chores like grocery shopping and washing dishes. “It wasn’t an act—that’s just who he is,” she said.

During the filming of Splash in 1984, Ron worked long hours but still made time for their newborn daughter, Bryce. One night, he came home at 2 a.m., exhausted, but told Cheryl, “You’ve had a longer day than I have,” and took care of the baby so she could rest.

On the set of Apollo 13, a crew member made a mistake that wasted a whole day of filming. While others were upset, Ron calmly told him, “We learn more from bad days than perfect ones. Fix it tomorrow.” Cheryl, visiting the set that week, said, *“That’s Ron—never the loudest, always the calmest.”

Cheryl has also influenced Ron’s career. When he hesitated about directing The Da Vinci Code because of its controversial story, she encouraged him, saying, “If it makes people think, it’s worth telling.” Years later, when he took over Solo: A Star Wars Story, her belief in him gave him confidence.

For their 50th anniversary, they celebrated at the same Pasadena restaurant where they had their first date. Cheryl shared a photo with the caption: “Still holding hands. Still talking about everything. Still laughing at the same bad jokes.” Ron later said, “Success didn’t keep us together—friendship and respect did.”

In Hollywood, where egos often take over, Ron and Cheryl’s marriage has stayed strong through small, meaningful moments—a shared look, a kind note, or a quiet walk. Their love hasn’t just survived fame; it’s thrived because of who they are, not what they’ve achieved.

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08/01/2025

The IRS decides to audit Grandpa, and summons him to the IRS office. The IRS auditor was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his attorney.

The auditor said, “Well, sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle and no full-time employment, which you explain by saying that you win money gambling. I’m not sure the IRS finds that believable.”

“I’m a great gambler, and I can prove it,” says Grandpa. “How about a demonstration?”

The auditor thinks for a moment and says, “OK. Go ahead.”

Grandpa says, “I’ll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye.”

The auditor thinks a moment and says, “It’s a bet.”

Grandpa removes his glass eye and bites it. The auditor’s jaw drops.

Grandpa says, “Now, I’ll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other eye.”

The auditor can tell Grandpa isn’t blind, so he takes the bet.

Grandpa removes his dentures and sinks them into his remaining eye. The astonished auditor now grasps that he has gambled and lost three grand, with Grandpa's attorney as a witness. His unease begins to mount.

“Want to go double or nothing?” Grandpa asks. “I’ll bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and p*e into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between.”

The auditor, twice burned, is cautious now, but he looks carefully and decides there’s no way this old guy could possibly manage that stunt, so he agrees again. Grandpa stands beside the desk and unzips his pants, but although he strains mightily, he can’t make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side, so he pretty much urinates all over the auditor’s desk.

The auditor leaps with joy, realizing that he has just turned a major loss into a huge win. But Grandpa’s attorney moans and puts his head in his hands.

“Are you OK?” the auditor asks.

“Not really,” says the attorney. “This morning, when Grandpa told me he’d been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty-five thousand dollars that he could come in here and p*e all over your desk and that you’d be happy about it.”

Don’t mess with old people!

08/01/2025

Jason Gould was born on December 29, 1966, to Barbra Streisand and Elliott Gould—arriving at a time when Barbra’s star was on a meteoric rise. His birth marked the beginning of a profound, lifelong bond with his mother, one rooted in creativity, mutual respect, and unconditional love.

Even as Barbra delivered iconic performances in Funny Girl (1968) and Hello, Dolly! (1969), she remained deeply devoted to motherhood. She nurtured Jason’s individuality, surrounding him with art, music, and the freedom to explore. From rehearsals to recording sessions, Jason was often by her side—soaking in the rhythm of a creative life.

As her career soared with films like The Way We Were (1973) and A Star is Born (1976), Barbra never pushed Jason to follow in her footsteps. Instead, she encouraged him to find his own path.

By the late 1980s, Jason began stepping into the spotlight, appearing in films like Say Anything... (1989). But his most meaningful moment came with a small role in Barbra’s 1991 film The Prince of Tides. Though brief, it reflected the quiet trust and artistic connection between mother and son.

In the 2010s, Jason’s musical talents emerged. With a voice rich in warmth and emotion, he released songs like “Morning Prayer” and “This Masquerade,” earning quiet praise for his sincerity and subtlety. While comparisons to Barbra were inevitable, Jason’s artistry stood on its own. Barbra often spoke of his voice with deep admiration, calling it “beautiful and honest.”

Their connection reached a heartfelt peak in 2014 with Partners, Barbra’s duet album featuring “How Deep Is the Ocean”—a touching collaboration with Jason. The song captured more than harmony; it revealed the depth of their bond.

Jason’s creativity didn’t stop at music. In 1997, he wrote and directed the short film Inside Out, earning his mother’s praise for its originality and heart. Throughout his journey, Barbra remained his biggest supporter—quietly encouraging him while letting him shine on his own terms.

Through decades of evolving careers, their relationship stayed grounded. While Barbra starred in and directed films like The Mirror Has Two Faces (1996) and released albums such as Love Is the Answer (2009), Jason focused on cultivating his own artistic voice—never seeking the spotlight, but never hiding from it either.

Barbra has often said that Jason is one of her greatest inspirations. His honesty, courage, and authenticity have shaped her life and art. Jason, in turn, has expressed gratitude for the unwavering support she’s always given him—calling it essential in finding his own place in a demanding industry.

They share more than genes—they share values. A belief in purpose, integrity, and the power of art to make a difference. Barbra’s decades-long advocacy for social justice left a lasting mark on Jason, whose work continues to carry that same quiet sense of purpose.

Now, as Barbra embraces a slower pace and steps back from public life, she continues to uplift Jason’s work. His recent performances reflect an artist at peace with himself—mature, expressive, and deeply rooted in love.

The story of Barbra Streisand and Jason Gould is more than just one of fame and legacy. It’s about a mother and son who have grown together—through art, truth, and a bond that has never wavered. A relationship that has quietly enriched both of their lives and left a lasting impression on everyone lucky enough to witness it.

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08/01/2025

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08/01/2025

I’m honestly still in shock. This young guy, probably around 17 years old, has no idea I took his picture while sitting here in the laundromat.

I had just put my clothes in the washer and walked a couple of blocks to grab something to eat. When I got back and opened the bag, I realized there were no plastic forks or knives inside. I was so upset. I had even asked the girl at the restaurant if she put the plastic utensils in, and she told me yes. I checked again, and still—nothing. I started quietly cursing under my breath.

I guess this kid heard me, because next thing I know, he gets up, walks out, and disappears down the street. I didn’t even say anything to him. A few minutes later, he comes back into the laundromat and hands me a plastic fork. He had walked a block and a half just to get it for me.

I was honestly blown away. I hadn’t asked him for help, and we hadn’t even spoken. I offered to buy him lunch to say thank you, but he smiled and said he was okay and didn’t need anything.

He told me he’s studying to become a stockbroker. I told him I hope I see his name in the news one day as one of the top 10 richest and most successful men in America.

Not every story ends badly… 😊
Wow. I’m still in awe of this kid!

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