"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free." - President Ronald Reagan
Monday, July 08, 2024
Monday's podcast: The week in review with Bill Katz the editor of Urgent Agenda
Guest: Bill Katz the editor of UrgentAgenda...........President Biden and Democrats, VP Harris, the President Trump campaign and other stories..
Should have known better with a girl like Jill
Should have known better with a girl like Jill: Fair or unfair, the consensus is that Jill Biden is the villain of the Joe has dementia story. I say fair or unfair because Jill is not the only Biden riding the last name to fame and fortune.
Nevertheless, all the sign...
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Should have known better with a girl like Jill - American Thinker https://t.co/chaRDn0Z10
— Silvio Canto. Jr. (@silvio_canto) July 8, 2024
Happy # 83 Ken Sanders
We say happy birthday to Ken Sanders who was born in St. Louis, MO, on this day in 1941.
Ken broke with the A's in 1964 and won 6 games in 1966.
However, his career really took off in Milwaukee in 1970. In 3 seasons with the Brewers, Ken became one of the best bullpen men in the game: 61 saves & 2.21 ERA.
All together, Ken pitched 10 seasons and played for various teams. His best 3 years were with Milwaukee, 1970-72.
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July 2013: A chat with Cástulo Gregorisch and the poetry of a Cuban immigrant
We spoke with Cástulo Gregorisch about his poetry. Castulo has written over 600 poems about Cuban his immigrant experience. They are beautiful and emotional.
Let me share "Aquella triste manana":
Let me share "Aquella triste manana":
Aquella triste mañana de Cuba me despedía,
Aquella triste mañana de su regazo partía.
Aquella triste mañana mi alma se deshacía,
Aquella triste mañana de carbón y de cenizas.
Aquella triste mañana de mi tierra yo me iba,
Aquella triste mañana sin saber si volvería.
Aquella triste mañana una muy triste en mi vida,
Aquella triste mañana la que nunca olvidaría.
Aquella triste mañana a tierra extraña me iría,
Aquella triste mañana huyendo de la injusticia.
Aquella triste mañana con mi esposa y con mi hija,
Aquella triste mañana nuestros padres no venían.
Aquella triste mañana dolorosa en demasía,
Aquella triste mañana no creo la merecía.
Aquella triste mañana marcada quedó en mi vida,
Aquella triste mañana clavada como una espina.
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