Sally Thompson Re/Max Northwest

I am so angry now at the reaction by trump to the death of the Reiners. At this point how can his approval ratings be above 1 percent? Who embraces this monster? Who excuses his behavior? I point the finger at his supporters and say, this is your fault. You are responsible for the horrible mess our country is in now, and I’m not sure I can forgive you.

Trump’s empathy gap: A defining feature of his leadership The president’s response to the Reiner killings crystallizes a pattern: Trump withholds empathy from Americans he views as adversaries, abandoning a traditional duty of the office.

Can this be true??!! People traveling to the US will have to disclose FIVE YEARS of social media information, including names, phone numbers and family information??!! Do you suppose Elon had anything to do with this new rule? I hope the countries involved push back with a resounding “No way!!!!!”

Switzerland And Italy Joins France, Poland, Germany, UK, Denmark And More Countries In Responding To US New Visa Regulations On Social Media History : What You Must Be Aware Of - Travel And Tour World Switzerland and Italy joins France, Poland, Germany, the UK, Denmark, and more countries in responding to the US’s new visa regulations requiring travelers to disclose five years of social media history.

Great story!!!

Her name was Betty Robinson. And she is the Olympic champion who rose from the dead.
In 1928, a science teacher named Charles Price was waiting for his train after school when he noticed a 16-year-old girl sprinting down the platform. She was fast—but he thought, not fast enough to catch the train.
When the doors closed and he sat down, he was startled to find her sitting right next to him.
Price timed her running 50 yards in a school hallway the next day. Then he told her to enter a track meet.
Betty Robinson had never competed in her life. She didn't even know women were allowed to run.
Four months later—in only her fourth race ever—she won gold in the 100 meters at the 1928 Amsterdam Olympics, the first year women were permitted to compete in track and field.
At 16 years old, she became the youngest woman ever to win the Olympic 100 meters. She still holds that record.
Back in Chicago, she was given a 13-mile parade. Twenty thousand people cheered. Her hometown bought her a diamond ring.
She set her sights on 1932. Gold again. Then maybe coaching in 1936. Her future was mapped out perfectly.
On June 28, 1931, it all crashed to the ground.
On a hot summer afternoon, Betty went flying with her cousin Wil to cool off. Shortly after takeoff, the engine stalled. The plane plunged into a marshy field outside Chicago.
When rescuers arrived, Betty's cousin was pulled from the wreckage and taken to a hospital. He survived but lost a leg.
Betty wasn't so lucky—or so they thought.
The man who found her believed she was dead. Her leg was twisted, broken in three places. Her arm was shattered. An eight-inch gash ran across her forehead.
He put her body in the trunk of his car and drove her to a mortician.
It was the undertaker who noticed she was still breathing.
Betty was rushed to Oak Forest Infirmary, where she remained unconscious for seven weeks. When she finally woke up, doctors delivered the news: she would never race again. She might never walk properly again. Surgeons had inserted a metal pin to hold her leg together. It was now half an inch shorter than her other leg.
She spent six months in a wheelchair. Two years learning to walk again. She missed the 1932 Olympics entirely.
Most people would have accepted that their athletic career was over.
Betty Robinson was not most people.
She started training again. At first she could barely move. Then she could walk. Then she could jog. Then she could run.
She couldn't crouch into a sprinter's starting position anymore—her knee wouldn't bend enough. But she could still run a relay leg, which starts standing up.
By 1936, despite everything, she earned a spot on the U.S. Olympic team for Berlin.
But getting there nearly broke her.
The U.S. Olympic Committee funded the men's team. The women had to find their own travel money. Betty's family had been devastated by her medical bills and the Great Depression. Her father had lost his job.
She sold nearly everything she owned—the ribbons, the pins, the memorabilia from 1928. She kept only her gold medal. She worked as a secretary and saved what she could.
It was enough. She made it to Berlin.
The New York Times called her "Smiling Betty."
In the 4x100 relay final, the German team was heavily favored. They had set a world record in the heats. By the time Betty took the baton for the third leg, Germany was in the lead.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Germany's anchor runner, Ilse Dörffeldt, tried to shift the baton from one hand to the other.
She dropped it.
Helen Stephens raced past her. The American team won gold.
Betty Robinson, five years after being left for dead at a mortician's, had won her second Olympic gold medal.
Her daughter, Jaine Hamilton, later said: "The first medal was not as important to her as her '36 medal. The first was easier; the second she had to work her tail off to get back from injury."
Betty retired at 24. She kept her medals in a candy box in her closet for decades—never displayed, rarely discussed.
In 1977, she was inducted into the USA Track and Field Hall of Fame.
In 1996, at 84 years old, she carried the Olympic torch for the Atlanta Games. Frail but determined, she refused to let anyone help her.
She died in 1999.
Betty Robinson didn't just survive. She didn't just recover. She came back and won.
That's not a comeback story.
That's a resurrection.