There are many heroes who will be missed in 2016. Here's one excerpt by Leif Reigstad from the Texas Monthly People We’ll Miss 2016 :
Bretagne the Dog
1999 — June 6, 2016
"We tend to define our lives by moments of achievement or emotional highs. Once we’ve reached these zeniths, there is an inevitable drop-off, a loss of identity that can make our lives seem like nothing but a struggle in search of another big moment. Think of a parent sending its youngest child off to college, or a novelist who has just finished his or her pièce de résistance. It can be unbearably distressing to finish something. This dilemma is particularly poignant for people who were part of something a little bigger than the rest of us: an ex-world leader spends his post-presidency painting sub-par portraits; a former star quarterback whittles away the rest of his days in a vacuous mansion, occasionally doing spots for local TV commercials peddling used cars or above-ground pools.
It makes perfect sense, though, that Bretagne is the rare exception to the post-heroism struggle. Bretagne was always good at finding things when others couldn’t. During her long career as a FEMA-certified disaster search dog, Bretagne and her handler, Denise Corliss, responded to a number of the nation’s worst disasters, including Hurricanes Katrina and Rita. But her defining moment came in September 2001, when she traveled to New York City with Texas Task Force 1 in the days following the terrorist attack on the World Trade Center.
For ten days after the 9/11 attack, then two-year-old Bretagne sniffed through the wreckage working twelve-hour shifts. She and the other rescuers found only human remains. But Bretagne became a sort of therapy dog at the scene, as responders would often pet the golden retriever and share their personal stories with Corliss. They spoke of loved ones, friends, and family they were searching for. For a few moments there amid the mass destruction, they found some comfort and strength in Bretagne.
Bretagne retired six years ago, but she remained a fixture at the Cy-Fair volunteer firehouse and continued to be an important member of her community, making public appearances and regularly visiting an elementary school in Waller County. “Each week, she would visit a first grade classroom and listen to young readers, providing a non-judgmental ear, and soft paw,” the department said in a press release after Bretagne passed away in June. “Her calm demeanor and warm heart helped the young and old through their own difficult moments.”
Bretagne was widely recognized for her service. In 2014, she accompanied Corliss to the “Hero Dog Awards” in Beverly Hills, California. In 2015, she was honored by a dog charity and invited back to New York City for her sixteenth birthday, where she enjoyed a ritzy hotel room, a gourmet burger, toys, treats, and a personalized welcome message on a billboard in Times Square. She was believed to be the last living rescue dog who responded to 9/11.
Once back in Texas after her New York trip, Bretagne’s age began to catch up with her. She slowed, stopped eating, and became anxious. On the night of Sunday, June 5, Corliss slept alongside the dog, a touching role reversal that undoubtedly provided Bretagne herself some comfort and solace. The next day, Corliss took Bretagne to the vet to be euthanized.
When Corliss arrived at the vet with Bretagne in the back seat of her car, the pair was greeted by a line of firefighters gathered to honor their beloved Bretagne. The dog trotted slowly, stoically, past the firefighters as they raised their arms in salute. When Bretagne, this time in a casket draped in a Texas flag, exited the vet’s office later that afternoon, the firefighters again lined up wearing black armbands. Members of the rescue unit served as pallbearers and walked with Bretagne for one last time, a fitting send-off for a hero."
Unbelievable, isn't it? To quote Yogi Berra, "This is too coincidental to be a coincidence."
I hope they're together now, doing their witty, razor-sharp schticks, and enjoying eachother's company. My best wishes go out to their surviving family members and friends for their loss.
One Christmas present came in November this year...
Yep, I had to get political, but I can't help feeling an extra bounce in my step this year. I think it's relief that soon we'll be free of the dark spectre of obama and his ilk running the country into the ground.
Remember when obama said, "...it’s not surprising then they get bitter, they cling to guns or religion or antipathy to people who aren’t like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations."
I haven't made up my mind about Pudzer yet, but Sundance's eye-opening article is a very good first step in understanding why our immigration system is broken.
Sundance writes, "What most people don’t know is what you just read; that (Federal) EEOC hiring rules are in direct conflict with (Federal) Dept of Labor hiring Laws when it comes to DHS employment eligibility, immigration laws, and EEOC “disparate impact”.
This doesn't address H1B and H2B visas or anchor babies, but it does explain many government machinations that I didn't know. Certainly well worth reading.
A perfect read for a lazy Sunday. Clarice Feldman of The American Thinker rarely disappoints with this eyeful beneath the veil of leftist irrationality:
The election of 2016 was an example of how effective pushing back against progressivism's totalitarian need to "re-educate" us can be. Their side is still reeling from the loss and we've only just begun to fight the good fight.
I'm surprised that Obama, Biden, and Kerry took the advice to skip the funeral. I'm not sure how it happened, i.e., how many arms had to be turned to exceedingly great levels, but I'm glad they listened.
Oh, just for the record, I don't plan on attending either.
I recognize the fact that what the Chinese people feel about anything isn't going to amount to a hill of beans with their government, but still, it's heart warming to hear about these sweet things that can bind such divergent cultures, even for just a few minutes.
When President-elect Trump met recently with Obama in the Oval Office, there was a wonderful, uplifting, beautifully-carved ebony bust which, in my opinion, was located strategically behind Trumps head, but then my thoughts can border on being too skeptical at times, so I choose to believe it was just an accidental placement.
Now that the wonderful, uplifting, beautifully-carved ebony statue is going to be replaced by one of Churchill, maybe if we all pitch in, we can start a Go Fund so that the Obama's can take the ebony bust with them when they leave the White House and not have to carry it off, unlawfully, like the Clintons did with so much stuff when they evacuated the White House.
Well, I'm just trying to help the transition along.
You all know how I voted and I think we're on a better tracknow, but I'd be happier if the untrustworthy Obama didn't speak for Trump. I think Trump is fully capable of speaking for himself.
I saw a commercial where Lady Gaga sings a new song about "Where are you going, girl" and I liked this song, but then again, I've always liked Gaga's work, so this is nothing new. However, this particular song makes me think of Cher's recent pronouncement...
I want to know what Cher knows about a planet near Earth that can sustain human life. Does she know more than we do... I mean, has she ever taken a math class in her whole life?
This is a woman who thought Mount Rushmore was a natural event.
I don't like kicking people when they're down so I must admit that a little part of me actually feels sorry for the Hillster... a very little part. She struck a deal with the devil, Bill, (you president, then me president), she put up with all of his humiliating shenanigans for years just to have her life-long dream of the first female presidency get squashed like a bug on the world stage. It was in her grasp, the MSM was on board, Soros was puppet-mastering events in her favor... how could she lose?
I'm sure that thought is driving her crazy right about now.
My advice is enjoy the money while you have it because I hear the IRS will soon have some questions for you and your foundation.
I voted early and then avoided the news until 1 am. I went to FOX news first, saw the electoral college votes, and then I went to CNN. My husband and my daughter freaked out at the news around 2:40 am when Hillary graciously conceded the election. Let me tell you, a New England Yankee from New Hampshire, and a New York city bred girl, and a girl born in Tampa, Florida... we all hooped and hollered... OK we didn't dance in the street, but we wanted to.
Our beloved Kinky went missing Wednesday. We searched the area and we searched online. I filed a missing cat report with the local animal shelter and printed up a flyer in the hopes that she had been picked up...
Yesterday my husband found her body not even 10 feet from where I'm sitting now... lying in the hedge by the front porch. Her tortoiseshell coat proved to be an effective camoflage because we walked right past her many times and didn't see her.
It's been an awful year for us. We lost our Doberman Maxine in March, our cat Felix in April, and now Kinky.
Kinky was a wonderful cat who loved her human family, but she favored me with a dog-like devotion that I've never experienced with any other cat. She wasn't driven by food like most cats, she was driven by love. Every morning she expected to be picked up and she was never shy about asking for it. If I didn't take the time to pick her up, I'd get her "flying kitty" move where she'd leap onto my chest. She was the Queen of the house and she would not be denied.
This is so wrong on so many levels that I don't know where to begin...
As a lifelong math & science geek, I have never felt that I couldn't handle myself around geeky men, in fact, I have found them to be delightfully witty and fun to be around. I don't have a problem dealing with any qroup of men, geeky or otherwise. I can hold my own, thank you very much, Professor Horse's Patootie.
I question the very use of the term "toxic male culture" because it's neither toxic or exclusively male. What I do find toxic is your whiney, whimpering, crybaby speech that infers that women are special snowflakes who require a fainting couch when they come across mere WORDS.
I also find it toxic that you are paid to project your personal insecurities onto large groups of young women, Professor Azzhat.
As for me, I'll take the "toxic male culture" over your sexist nonsense anyday.