Podcasts about grandfather

An old fan used by my Grandfather to provide a little respite from the Oklahoma summer heat had a history. It had been purchased three decades before I became fascinated with it, listening to it's ancient blades whir during his afternoon naps. I later learned it figured prominently in a sad chapter in the family story and represented progress during a tumultuous time in American history.     SUPPORT INDEPENDENT ARTIST! SUPPORT INDEPENDENT VOICES! Episode archive, news and more! Check out all we have to offer at withinpodcast.com! Want to advertise, sponsor or otherwise support Within The Realm? Visit with us at contact@withinpodcast.com or Support Within The Realm  Our wonderful sponsors! It's important, now more than ever, to support folks like us! jandjpoolsafety@gmail.com katchakid.com Katchakid has a 100% safety rating and have maintained that for over 50 years. That's a lot of safety and plenty of peace of mind when it comes to your pool and your family. Music: The Right Direction by Shane Ivers Martin Mountain Coffee: Small Batch Roaster for an Artisan Cup of Coffee! Check out Martin Mountain Coffee's signature Within The Realm Blend "Story Teller's Roast!" We won't be mad if you try the other great blends and roasts! Better yet, try a sample pack! It's better on the Mountain! Contact Us! Facebook: @withintherealm1 Instagram: within_the_realm contact@withinpodcast.com Now on Bluesky! https://bsky.app/profile/sfg64.bsky.social   Within The Realm is a fiercly Independent podcast written and produced by Steve Garrett for the enjoyment of the curious soul. WTR intro: Sweat Shirt (S. Garrett) WTR outro: Baby Boy (S. Garrett) Available for speaking engagements! Check out the website for details. withinpodcast.com Want to advertise, sponsor or otherwise support Within The Realm? Visit with us at contact@withinpodcast.com or Support Within The Realm  And as always, Thanks for listening!

The comeback from a frightening crash in South Australia and the moment he realized it was time to get back on the horse. Hustling a two wheel drive on the way to the Australian title in 2014 and a little sentimental attachment to that Renault Clio which is still in the garage. Challenging himself on the world stage in a Ford Fiesta R5 machine and why Scott is rightly proud of the performance in Finland including an insane jump that wowed the crowd! Plus the incredible Pedder’s suspension story from his Grandfather channeling skills he learned working on planes in WWII to his father’s early adoption of franchise formulas not all that long after McDonalds. And a managerial change in a milestone year for the company. There some breaking news too around Scott’s immediate future after a crash in Queensland ended his chances of adding another Australian title to the rally CV. How he plans to be in the moment and enjoy the beauty and pure exhilaration of competing in Tassie in November. And the ‘Trading Places’ story you may not have heard. Letting Will Brown and Brodie Kostecki drive his Skoda Rally car before Erebus let Scott loose in the Supercar on a wet and wild day at Calder Park. Head to Rusty's Facebook, Twitter or Instagram and give us your feedback and let us know who you want to hear from on Rusty's Garage. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this Make A Difference Minute, Athens Golden Eagles Head Coach Cody Gross shares a powerful life lesson he learned at just 12 years old while working a construction job with his grandfather. The simple act of cleaning up a job site turned into a core philosophy that now shapes how Coach Gross leads his team and lives his life. This is a reminder for all of us: no matter where you are, always leave it better than you found it. Sponsor: Bankston Motor Homes BankstonMotorHomes.com

Hello to you listening in Tokyo, Japan!Coming to you from Whidbey Island, Washington this is Stories From Women Who Walk with 60 Seconds for Story Prompt Friday and your host, Diane Wyzga.My parents were 1st generation Americans. Their parents came from Poland seeking better opportunities. Like so many others, my maternal grandfather had grown up on a farm and sailed to America when he was in his teens.Over the years he forged metal in factories, fabricated refrigerator coils, drove a city bus, and taught himself how to oil paint. I treasure a few pieces of his art work reflecting his love of land.    My grandfather used to say about tomorrow: “I'm like a fellow pushing a wheelbarrow. Why? Everything is still in front of me!”  Even in the most difficult times I repeat his line to find some hope to carry on as he did.Story Prompt: What favorite line do you recall from someone you love? When you repeat it to yourself how does it make you feel? Write that story and tell it out loud!You're always welcome: "Come for the stories - Stay for the magic!" Speaking of magic, I hope you'll subscribe, share a 5-star rating and nice review on your social media or podcast channel of choice, bring your friends and rellies, and join us! You will have wonderful company as we continue to walk our lives together. Be sure to stop by my Quarter Moon Story Arts website, check out the Story Services I offer, arrange a free, no-obligation Discovery Call, and stay current with me as "Wyzga on Words" on Substack.Stories From Women Who Walk Production TeamPodcaster: Diane F Wyzga & Quarter Moon Story ArtsMusic: Mer's Waltz from Crossing the Waters by Steve Schuch & Night Heron MusicALL content and image © 2019 to Present Quarter Moon Story Arts. All rights reserved.

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Why settle for ordinary when you can have extraordinary?   Want to create the perfect moment with your grandfather at your wedding?     This podcast is for engaged couples who are stressed out with wedding planning and family expectations, but want a fun wedding day.   Our latest podcast edition explores "12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance."   Discover timeless classics from Louis Armstrong, Stevie Wonder, and Ray Charles, plus new classics from Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood.   Stress-free Wedding Planning Podcast #158: 12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance Host: Sal & Sam Music: "Sam's Tune" by Rick Anthony   TIMESTAMP 00:00 Introduction to 12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance 01:00 Podcast Overview and Goals 02:15 Prioritizing the Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance 04:45  "What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong 05:05 Stevie Wonders, "Isn't She Lovely" 05:45 "You are My Sunshine by Ray Charles 06:15 Natalie Cole Nat King Cole's "Unforgettable" 06:45 Luther Vandross "Dance With My Father" 07:15 The Judds "Grandpa, Tell Me 'Bout The Good Old Days".  08:15 Wedding Tip Wednesday: No Phone Zone 10:00 Recap 10:30 Beatles, with "In My Life" 10:45 Rod Stewart " Forever Young" 11:15 "My Girl" by The Temptations 11:45 Carrie Underwood "The Girl You Think I Am" 12:00 Taylor Swift "Never Grow Up” 12:45 Van Morrison “Have I Told You Lately” 13:00 Full Recap of Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance Songs 14:00 Final Thoughts and Community Engagement 14:30 Closing Remarks and Farewell   Get your FREE no-obligation report TODAY: "8 QUESTIONS YOU MUST ASK A WEDDING PROFESSIONAL BEFORE BOOKING THEM" http://forms.aweber.com/form/55/756659955.htm Music List Giveaway  https://www.afterhourseventsofne.com/guestcontact *** Join us in the Stress-free Wedding Planning Facebook group https://urlgeni.us/facebook/stress-free-wedding-planning Copyright © 2025 Atmosphere Productions LLC All Rights Reserved. Produced by Atmosphere Productions in association with After Hours Events of New England https://atmosphere-productions.com https://www.afterhourseventsofne.com #FamilyTraditions #GrandfatherGranddaughter #WeddingDance #2025Bride #2026Bride #2027Bride #WeddingPlanning #WeddingCeremony #WeddingPreparations #WeddingChecklist #weddingpro #weddingexperts #WeddingInspo #WeddingIdeas #WeddingPhotography #WeddingGoals #WeddingWisdom #WeddingMusic #WeddingTips #DreamWedding #WalkDownTheAisle #StressFreeWedding #StressFreeWeddingPlanning #StressFreeWeddingPlanningPodcast #WeddingPodcast #WeddingTipWednesday #WeddingAdvice #WeddingDay #CTweddingdj #WeddingDJ #AtmosphereProductions #AfterHoursEventsOfNE

Why settle for ordinary when you can have extraordinary?   Want to create the perfect moment with your grandfather at your wedding?     This podcast is for engaged couples who are stressed out with wedding planning and family expectations, but want a fun wedding day.   Our latest podcast edition explores "12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance."   Discover timeless classics from Louis Armstrong, Stevie Wonder, and Ray Charles, plus new classics from Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood.   Stress-free Wedding Planning Podcast #158: 12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance Host: Sal & Sam Music: "Sam's Tune" by Rick Anthony   TIMESTAMP 00:00 Introduction to 12 Must-Have Songs for a Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance 01:00 Podcast Overview and Goals 02:15 Prioritizing the Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance 04:45  "What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong 05:05 Stevie Wonders, "Isn't She Lovely" 05:45 "You are My Sunshine by Ray Charles 06:15 Natalie Cole Nat King Cole's "Unforgettable" 06:45 Luther Vandross "Dance With My Father" 07:15 The Judds "Grandpa, Tell Me 'Bout The Good Old Days".  08:15 Wedding Tip Wednesday: No Phone Zone 10:00 Recap 10:30 Beatles, with "In My Life" 10:45 Rod Stewart " Forever Young" 11:15 "My Girl" by The Temptations 11:45 Carrie Underwood "The Girl You Think I Am" 12:00 Taylor Swift "Never Grow Up” 12:45 Van Morrison “Have I Told You Lately” 13:00 Full Recap of Grandfather-Granddaughter Dance Songs 14:00 Final Thoughts and Community Engagement 14:30 Closing Remarks and Farewell   Get your FREE no-obligation report TODAY: "8 QUESTIONS YOU MUST ASK A WEDDING PROFESSIONAL BEFORE BOOKING THEM" http://forms.aweber.com/form/55/756659955.htm Music List Giveaway  https://www.afterhourseventsofne.com/guestcontact *** Join us in the Stress-free Wedding Planning Facebook group https://urlgeni.us/facebook/stress-free-wedding-planning Copyright © 2025 Atmosphere Productions LLC All Rights Reserved. Produced by Atmosphere Productions in association with After Hours Events of New England https://atmosphere-productions.com https://www.afterhourseventsofne.com #FamilyTraditions #GrandfatherGranddaughter #WeddingDance #2025Bride #2026Bride #2027Bride #WeddingPlanning #WeddingCeremony #WeddingPreparations #WeddingChecklist #weddingpro #weddingexperts #WeddingInspo #WeddingIdeas #WeddingPhotography #WeddingGoals #WeddingWisdom #WeddingMusic #WeddingTips #DreamWedding #WalkDownTheAisle #StressFreeWedding #StressFreeWeddingPlanning #StressFreeWeddingPlanningPodcast #WeddingPodcast #WeddingTipWednesday #WeddingAdvice #WeddingDay #CTweddingdj #WeddingDJ #AtmosphereProductions #AfterHoursEventsOfNE

In this episode of Your History Your Story, we're joined by Rick Malwitz—author, former journalist and devoted grandfather—as he shares the powerful and deeply moving story of his granddaughter Leah.Shortly before her ninth birthday, Leah suffered a rare spinal cord stroke while playing in her basement. Within just 18 hours, she was rendered a quadriplegic. What followed was an incredibly challenging journey—one marked by uncertainty, fear and heartbreak—but also one filled with faith, love and community.Rick tells how, through prayer, the unwavering support of neighbors and church families and the care of a dedicated medical team, Leah and her family found strength in the storm. Today, Leah is a vibrant and active teenager—a living example of resilience and hope.This episode offers encouragement to anyone facing life's toughest trials and reminds us that even in our darkest moments, we are never truly alone.Music: "With Loved Ones" Jay Man Photo(s): Courtesy of Rick MalwitzThank you for supporting Your History Your Story!YHYS Patreon: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠CLICK HERE⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ YHYS PayPal: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠CLICK HERE⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YHYS: Social Links: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠CLICK HERE⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ YHYS: Join our mailing list: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠CLICK HERE⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ YHYS: Website & Blog: ⁠CLICK HERE⁠#yhys #yourhistoryyourstory #history #storytelling #podcast #njpodcast #youhaveastorytoo #jamesgardner #historian #storyteller #blogger To purchase "Little Girl, Get Up": https://a.co/d/fpy7ftDFor more information about Liquid Church: Click Here

In this deeply moving episode, we sit down with Lura Ketchledge, a woman whose Near Death Experience (NDE) as a teenager forever transformed her understanding of life, death, and everything in between. From a tragic horseback riding accident at age 19 to an unforgettable NDE experience, Lura takes us through the moments when her heart stopped, her consciousness left her body, and she journeyed beyond this reality into a place of indescribable peace, love, and clarity.She shares what it felt like to encounter her beloved grandfather on the other side, experience a profound life review, and even glimpse what appeared to be past lives. Lura also explains the lessons she brought back from her Near Death Experience, including the importance of kindness, accountability, and not interfering in another person's destiny.Years later, Lura recounts additional extraordinary moments of spiritual connection, including times when her late loved ones returned to guide her through life-threatening health challenges. Her story is not only about survival, but about awakening to the continuity of existence beyond physical death. _________________Video version of this podcast: https://youtu.be/7ApHsDD0Z3ERoundTripDeath.comDonate to this podcast: https://www.roundtripdeath.com/support/Lura Ketchledge: https://luraketch.com/

It's the end of 1944, and a young Gerald Mauro, while in Germany, writes home to his beloved mom and pop. CREDITS & LINKS MUSIC COURTESY OF:

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:36 – NFL Training Camp Hype- Training camp starting, Giants' season 03:12 – Introduction of guest Ed McCaffrey (three-time Super Bowl champ, Giants 1991 draft pick) 06:48 – Ed Becomes a Grandfather (Christian McCaffrey & Olivia Culpo as Parents) Ed talks about becoming a grandfather for the first time: Christian (Ed's son) and Olivia welcomed a baby girl, Colette McCaffrey Ed shares his experience bonding with his granddaughter, reminisces about his own four sons when they were young, and Lisa's (Ed's wife) excitement about having a granddaughter Ed describes the importance and joy of family, Christian's excitement, and support from both families 11:14 – Life as an Elite Athlete and Family Balance 14:04 -Locker Room Stories: Giants Years with LT & Carl Banks. Ed shares stories from his rookie year with the Giants, including holding out and his first day: his locker between Carl Banks and Lawrence Taylor (LT) 19:44 –Giants Release & San Francisco Years Ed recalls emotions after being cut by the Giants, choosing the 49ers, making the team, and the significance of being part of a Super Bowl-winning team Dan Reeves' later compliment about Ed being his “biggest personnel mistake” 27:21 – Career Turning Point & Denver Move Transition to 49ers: learning from Jerry Rice, Deion Sanders; mindset shift that boosted Ed's career Arrival in Denver, John Elway stories, and Super Bowl memories 34:51 – Super Bowl Experiences & Team Dynamics Preparing for and winning the Super Bowl; team culture, “victory formation,” Elway's leadership, and beating Green Bay as underdogs 41:41 – Being a Football Dad: Ed on Christian & Luke in NFL What it's like watching his sons play professionally, memories of young football days, and support for teams his sons play for 46:15 – Coaching Family Connections (Kyle Shanahan & Christian) 50:10 – Cooking Habits & Family Food Traditions 52:56 – 57:16 Chicken Cacciatore Cooking Demo 57:16 – McCaffrey Brands (Mustard, Protein Bites, Horseradish) 59:10 – Giants Camp Preview & Jalin Hyatt Expectations for Giants' season, new energy in the building, Malik Nabers as a receiver. Ed's take on Nabers' talent and what Giants' offense could look like

Bob Papa and Chris Bisignano kick off the Mangia Cast talking Giants football, before welcoming three-time Super Bowl champ Ed McCaffrey. Ed shares stories from his NFL career with the Giants, 49ers, and Broncos, opening up about what it was like to transition between teams and how getting cut by the Giants led him to win multiple rings. He discusses the evolution of wide receiver salaries and the importance of the position in today's league. he guys dive into Ed's life after football, including his family (he's now a proud first-time grandpa!), his sons' careers in the NFL, and the growth of McCaffrey Brands—his line of mustards, sauces, and protein snacks. Ed gives parenting insight on raising elite athletes and talks about his son Christian McCaffrey's balance between football and being a new dad. There's also some food talk: Bob shows how to make chicken cacciatore, Ed's favorite Italian dish, and Ed vows to give the recipe a try. The trio wrap up by previewing the upcoming NFL season, sharing their excitement for Giants training camp, and offering their takes on some young talent to watch, noting a new positive vibe around the Giants this year. 1:36 – NFL Training Camp Hype- Training camp starting, Giants' season 03:12 – Introduction of guest Ed McCaffrey (three-time Super Bowl champ, Giants 1991 draft pick) 06:48 – Ed Becomes a Grandfather (Christian McCaffrey & Olivia Culpo as Parents) Ed talks about becoming a grandfather for the first time: Christian (Ed's son) and Olivia welcomed a baby girl, Colette McCaffrey Ed shares his experience bonding with his granddaughter, reminisces about his own four sons when they were young, and Lisa's (Ed's wife) excitement about having a granddaughter Ed describes the importance and joy of family, Christian's excitement, and support from both families 11:14 – Life as an Elite Athlete and Family Balance 14:04 -Locker Room Stories: Giants Years with LT & Carl Banks. Ed shares stories from his rookie year with the Giants, including holding out and his first day: his locker between Carl Banks and Lawrence Taylor (LT) 19:44 –Giants Release & San Francisco Years Ed recalls emotions after being cut by the Giants, choosing the 49ers, making the team, and the significance of being part of a Super Bowl-winning team Dan Reeves' later compliment about Ed being his “biggest personnel mistake” 27:21 – Career Turning Point & Denver Move Transition to 49ers: learning from Jerry Rice, Deion Sanders; mindset shift that boosted Ed's career Arrival in Denver, John Elway stories, and Super Bowl memories 34:51 – Super Bowl Experiences & Team Dynamics Preparing for and winning the Super Bowl; team culture, “victory formation,” Elway's leadership, and beating Green Bay as underdogs 41:41 – Being a Football Dad: Ed on Christian & Luke in NFL What it's like watching his sons play professionally, memories of young football days, and support for teams his sons play for 46:15 – Coaching Family Connections (Kyle Shanahan & Christian) 50:10 – Cooking Habits & Family Food Traditions 52:56 – 57:16 Chicken Cacciatore Cooking Demo 57:16 – McCaffrey Brands (Mustard, Protein Bites, Horseradish) 59:10 – Giants Camp Preview & Jalin Hyatt Expectations for Giants' season, new energy in the building, Malik Nabers as a receiver. Ed's take on Nabers' talent and what Giants' offense could look like

Today's witnesses are from Matthew West's website, called popwe.org. If you don't know who Matthew West is, he is a singer, songwriter, and storyteller. This website is for the non-profit that he has with his father, a pastor. Matthew and his father encourage people to share their stories. They have various categories of stories. Today, I chose three testimonies from the Healing Category. Often, we can hear our own story in someone else's story. When we listen to others tell their story, it helps us see that we are not alone. When we hear how God worked in their situation, it gives us hope that He will work in ours, too! I pray that when you hear these testimonies, you get the faith and hope to believe that miracles can happen in your situation, too. I pray you know that God is there with you, and if you invite Him into your situation, He can help. I hope you enjoy these testimonies.Christine and Darrell Thank you for your prayers for my bestie, June, who had a four-hour brain surgery on Monday in Omaha, NE. She had no side effects. She came home Thursday afternoon. She has 100 stitches in her head and 20 staples. She is almost 80 years old.The doctors were floored by her fast recovery. I'm not! I thank God so much for popwe and all who prayed for her! She told me she cries often with her thanks to God for all He did for her and is in such gratitude for all who prayed for her. She has such appreciation for all who have shown love, caring, and concern for her.I saw her yesterday, and you would never know she had surgery unless you saw the back of her head. God is still in the miracle business. As Matthew says in his song, Don't Stop Praying, “Mountains move with just a little faith.”We just thank God for giving Juney back to us and for popwe praying!God bless you! My name is Caleb, and I wanted to share my story of healing. In 2017, I had some tests done after I had developed symptoms of lightheadedness, extremely painful headaches and a few other symptoms. One of the tests was a brain scan, where they found an anomaly. My parents and I were kept mostly in the dark with the whole situation. We only found out how serious it was when they rang us and asked for us to send the scans to one of the big hospitals in Sydney, Australia.A few weeks passed with back and forth phone calls and doctors appointments, when we found out what it was. It was a tumor, which the doctors couldn't work out if it was cancer or an abnormal growth of cells. The doctors said that surgery was an option due to the tumor possibly being cancerous. They declared the date for my operation was the 13th of December, 2017. I was 13 at the time, and scared, as I knew the risks and how quickly things could go wrong. While family, friends, and strangers prayed for me and healing, I couldn't work out why God was putting me through this.A week or two before the surgery, my mum had a fight with my nan (her mum), after my nan accused her of having no faith or trust in God. Mum did trust in God and had faith, but she was looking at the other possibility of losing me. I remember turning to mum after my nan left and said ” Yes, we must trust in God for healing, but we also must remember to account for the possibility of me not coming out of the surgery”. I know it's a bit of a grim thought, but I wanted to comfort my mum, just in case.The surgery came and went. I woke up a bit groggy the first day, but by the second, I wanted to get up and run around, go outside and try new things. But the tubes and cables attached to me stopped me. My parents bought me a Lego Technic set to build while I recovered, which was meant to last more than a day, if I rested (which I did not, despite multiple nurses and doctors asking me to). When the day finally came when the results of the tumor came back, we were relieved that it wasn't cancer. The same day the doctor came for the results, he also checked the stitching on where they operated and was astonished to find it had healed faster than he had ever seen. We were given the all clear to go home a few days later.Later that year, I developed symptoms of migraines and epilepsy, which were confirmed. It was hard with new restrictions on what I was allowed to do. I was banned from getting a license to drive, I was banned from rifle shooting with my Grandfather and wasn't to be left alone. I became very depressed, I became angry with God and blamed Him for my misfortune. I turned from God. To be honest, I believe that was the worst thing I did. My life became even darker without His light to guide me. Eventually I had thoughts of ending my own life. I went to see a counselor, but it didn't make a difference.One morning I woke up, in the middle of the first COVID lockdown, extremely depressed and went to attempt to end my life, when something stopped me. It felt like a presence, and like a voice telling me to stop. I felt like I could see again and I realized what I nearly did. I eventually worked through it, opening up more to my family about how I felt. I now pray to God, read the Bible and watch movies about God's miracles. More healing from God came after developing a relationship with Him. I was cleared to drive, and am able to help others in ways I wouldn't have, especially without this experience. During my depression, God showed me a way to create with my hands. He gave me the skills of woodworking. Every time I work with wood, I feel God giving me the wisdom and strength to help create something amazing. I have learnt a few lessons from my past- the biggest is taking one day at a time and trusting God. And I thank God for leading me to music when I needed it the most, especially Matthew West's music and Casting Crowns. Thank you for the music.Savannah: This story isn't about me, but my brother. It was August of 2020 when he was admitted to the hospital with COVID. We were told right from the beginning that it didn't look good. What followed was a long battle for his life. He needed a form of life support that had extremely limited availability. He needed so much blood. His wife and children couldn't come to see him. At one point, his heart stopped for 8.5 minutes. The only thing we could do was pray. It was nearly spring when he finally went home to his family. He's alive, and nobody can deny that a miracle has taken place. We prayed without ceasing, and God has answered our prayers.Thank you all for sharing your stories with us! It is not always easy to be vulnerable and share your story, and yet when you do, it helps so many other people. May God bless you and keep you and your loved ones healthy. www.findingtruenorthcoaching.comCLICK HERE TO DONATECLICK HERE to sign up for Mentoring CLICK HERE to sign up for Daily "Word from the Lord" emailsCLICK HERE to sign up for my newsletter & receive a free audio training about inviting Jesus into your daily lifeCLICK HERE to buy my book Total Trust in God's Safe Embrace

In this heartfelt episode of Radio Medium Laura Lee, psychic medium Laura connects Amanda with her late grandfather's spirit. From fishing memories to subtle signs from beyond, Amanda hears messages of love, protection, and encouragement to face her fears—especially around taking her son fishing in Florida. Discover how water serves as a conduit to the spirit world and how spirit family members stay close in everyday life. Whether you're grieving, seeking a sign, or curious about life after death, this reading offers hope, healing, and inspiration.

From Blue Fishing to Going for Stupid: The Steve Sims StoryIn this episode of the Roots to Riches podcast, we delve into the life and legacy of the incredible Steve Sims. I'm your host, Justin Benton, and today we reflect on the profound impact Steve had on so many lives. Known for his book "Blue Fishing" and his unique ability to connect people, Steve was a mentor and a friend who recently passed away after battling cancer.We revisit an interview with Steve, where he shared his journey from a bricklayer in London to becoming a super-connector for some of the world's most influential people, including Elon Musk and Elton John. Steve's insights into human interaction, his philosophy on life, and his relentless pursuit of success are truly inspiring.Steve also discussed his latest book, "Go For Stupid," which challenges the current societal norms of tearing each other down and instead promotes a culture of support and encouragement. He shared stories about his experiences with high-profile individuals and his thoughts on the importance of having meaningful conversations, even with controversial figures like Hitler and Putin.Throughout the episode, we also touch on Steve's passion for motorcycles and his unique approach to life, emphasizing the importance of understanding one's own value and leveraging it to create impactful connections.Join us as we honor Steve Sims, a legend who wore his heart on his sleeve and never pulled a punch. Rest in peace, brother.ASK THIS EPISODE ANYTHINGTIME STAMPS00:00:10 - 00:00:41: Introduction and Social Commentary00:00:41 - 00:01:02: Welcome to Roots to Riches00:01:03 - 00:01:13: Episode Overview00:01:13 - 00:01:55: Tribute to Steve Sims00:01:55 - 00:02:07: Steve Sims' Legacy00:02:07 - 00:02:50: Interview Introduction00:02:50 - 00:03:11: Steve Sims' Background00:03:11 - 00:03:53: Steve Sims' Books00:03:53 - 00:04:45: Steve Sims' Philosophy00:04:45 - 00:05:06: Impact and Respect00:05:06 - 00:05:31: Steve Sims' Approach to Life00:05:31 - 00:06:12: Recording an Audiobook00:06:12 - 00:07:04: Steve Sims' Career Journey00:07:04 - 00:08:12: From Building Sites to Nightclubs00:08:12 - 00:09:17: Learning from the Door00:09:17 - 00:10:12: Pivotal Moments00:10:12 - 00:11:05: Grandfather's Advice00:11:05 - 00:12:07: Leaving the Building Site00:12:07 - 00:13:00: Becoming a Doorman00:13:00 - 00:14:04: Observing Human Interaction00:14:04 - 00:14:53: Controlling the Front Door00:14:53 - 00:15:14: Creating Great Events00:15:14 - 00:16:06: Reason for Writing the Book00:16:06 - 00:17:09: Elon Musk's Cybertruck00:17:09 - 00:18:09: Society's Reaction to Innovation00:18:09 - 00:19:09: Jeering vs. Applauding00:19:09 - 00:20:08: Stories in the Book00:20:08 - 00:21:22: Connecting with Elon Musk00:21:22 - 00:22:38: Motorcycle Enthusiasm00:22:38 - 00:23:00: Different Experiences with Bikes00:23:00 - 00:24:05: Advice for New Entrepreneurs00:24:05 - 00:25:19: Defining Success00:25:19 - 00:26:12: Return on Effort and Energy00:26:12 - 00:27:02: Finding Your Unicorn00:27:02 - 00:28:10: Dream Connections00:28:10 - 00:29:00: Final Thoughts and Farewell Thank you for tuning in to the Miracle Plant Podcast. Remember, our mission is to heal the world with the power of this miracle plant. Join us next time for more inspiring stories and insights into the world of cannabis. Produced by PodConx 101cbd - https://101cbd.org/Email Justin Benton - jbenton@101cbd.orgGet a free consultation - askjanet.orgKaneh Bosm Connection - https://youtube.com/@kanehbosmconnection

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Leaders and survivors mark six months since January's deadly wildfires. For many survivors, big challenges still remain. A grandfather is detained at the car wash where he had worked for decades. Crystal Cave reopens. Plus, more.Support The L.A. Report by donating at LAist.com/join and by visiting https://laist.comVisit www.preppi.com/LAist to receive a FREE Preppi Emergency Kit (with any purchase over $100) and be prepared for the next wildfire, earthquake or emergency! Support the show: https://laist.com

How a Grandfather's Wisdom Became a Gift for GenerationsNext up on Grief and Rebirth, Andrew Hall shares the inspiring story behind the creation of 'No Story Lost.' Motivated by his and his cousin, Jeremy Bryant's desire to preserve their grandfather's precious stories, they transformed cherished family narratives into beautifully crafted coffee table books. Join us in the next episode to hear how this service helps families find comfort, connection, and healing through the preservation of treasured memories.---✨ Grief & Rebirth: Healing Resources & Tools ✨

A California Appeals Court has ruled that the illegitimate grandchildren (including Elizabeth Hurley's son) of late billionaire, Dr. Peter Bing, could not inherit from the grandchildren's trusts established by Bing since they were illegitimate and did not live as a minor with their father, (Stephen), as a regular member of Stephen's household.

Cáel  Defeats The Illuminati: Part 19The Great Hunt.Book 3 in 19 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.‘The Hunt is never an easy thing because in the Wild there are things which hunt the hunters'September 11th: First Day Of The Great HuntCentral ArgentinaFelix was still nursing his hurt hand when I came back from my Ishara-space."Well?" he smirked."Plenty of good news," I smirked right back from the place where I had dropped when Felix had cold-cocked me. "Suffice it to say the weather on the final day will be in our favor ~ no more precise answer than that from the goddess SzélAnya ~ plus our horses will not throw us, or give away our position. That's from the Goddess Epona by the way.""Finally, the Goddess Ishara will be watching over us and our travails... she will send omens to warn us of hunters closing in as well as talk to me in my dreams. Apparently she doesn't want me; us; to shame her in this contest so is taking this competition seriously. Mind you, this means the other goddesses will be taking this contest seriously as well, so we have our work cut out for us again.""What is Ishara the Goddess of again?" the teased me."Oaths, love and medicine," I repeated my answer."Fine," the grinned, "is there any goddess in my corner?""None that bothered talking to me," I snorted. "Want me to knock you out and see what you can see?""Nah... I'm Felix Melena. I work better alone.""You mean in alone in a team of two, right?""Yeah; a team of four actually, Nyilas. Don't forget our mounts," Felix motioned to our two horses.I was ecstatic because they had brought Peppermint down from 'Summer Camp' for this romp through the Pampas. To me she was the perfect mare for this endeavor.Felix had been gifted with a spirited gelding named 'Thunderbolt'; 'Rayo' in Spanish. He was a black haired beast with white sox and a white diamond on his forehead. Felix had wanted a stallion, but the Horse-mistresses of Epona had nixed that choice as highly impractical for a horse-virgin such as himself. I had to agree as stallions had far too much spirit and the likelihood of one making noise when it smelled an unknown mare was far too high... so a gelding it was.Not that an 'unknown' mare was that much of a possibility. See, we had been put down where the other thirty huntresses would also be starting from; a makeshift corral our host Freehold had put together as the entrance to some 'badlands' in which the hunt would be taking place. There ten Amazons; with their own mounts; manned the place, fed the horses and made sure no one cheated out of the starting gate.We had our 24 hours head start on our pursuers, but that didn't turn out to be the huge edge we thought it would be. We were given the first part of our map... which led to the area we would find our second part of our map... and so on until sometime late Saturday night, or Sunday morning, we would find the final part of our map which would direct us to where our extraction point would be.We were to be extracted at Noon; not sunset as we had originally been told; on Sunday. Actually, anytime between ten minutes before to ten minutes after... so fair this was not seeing as we were novice outdoorsmen. Still, those were the rules we were given so off we went early Thursday morning. In the truest Amazon fashion, this was to be a contest which required the utmost skill and endurance to win.Heading out, Felix and I were deciding on what the enemy strategy, or strategies, would be. We figured some would start by simply trailing us seeing as how they were better both at tracking as well as doing so from horseback. The second group would follow a different, but equally difficult 'Treasure Hunt' toward our final point of extraction and wait for us there.I reminded Felix that neither he nor I nor any of the Amazons would be riding our horses to death, or even injury, because that wasn't the Amazon way. Such callous disregard for one's mount wasn't in them and we had to follow that dictum, or suffer irreparable harm to our own 'honor' should we do so and somehow win. Doing so and losing... we decided to not even go there.This also meant we had to take time for our horses to graze and find water for them to drink along the way. After getting that lecture, Felix wondered out loud if it wouldn't be a better idea for us to let our horses loose and 'hoofing' it ourselves seeing as how the Amazons would also have to follow the same horse etiquette. I had to remind him reluctantly how much faster horses could travel. Horses were the way to go.The difference was there was no rapid charging across the landscape with the Sun at our backs as we headed out. No, we took it at a steady trot until we hit our first terrain feature; a steady gradient cut in the side of a canyon which had been created over the millennia by the forces of wind and rain. Down we went. Our horizon sunk down until all we had were the walls of the canyon.Our map directed us to take this route to the first 'treasure horde', whatever that was. By the way we were moving and how the Sun slowly crawled up above us; recall it was almost 'spring' down under; we figure we were making good progress toward our first target... which we located without too much hassle around noon.It was a Bonanza! Not for us, but for the horses. We had four bags of grain for our mounts. We humans received some sort of indescribable jerky (since it was probably not human we decided to eat it... later [it turned out to be the local flightless bird and it tasted like chicken jerk jerky too!]). There was also the second part of our map which led us farther out into the wilderness. Off we went.Third Treasure Trove.By evening we had found our third treasure trove. The second had contained two compasses and two hatchets (Yippee!). The third had contained two sections of twenty-five meter rope and some flint and tinder so we could start a fire. Felix was all for this as it was butt-numbing cold already and we were damn tired from a day full of riding.We compromised by creating a banked fire. We also decided to sleep instead of pushing on. It was pretty dark outside even with the three-quarters Moon above. We definitely didn't want to walk our mounts into something which could bring them up lame this early in the contest. I assured Felix we couldn't abandon them and leading them would be torture. Essentially we would be disqualified.I won the compass toss and got to sleep the first part of the night. Felix woke me around Moon-set and then I kept watch; there were predators about, or so we believed; until sunrise. Then we ate the last of the jerky, fed and watered our mounts then head out once more. This time our hearts began to hammer within their cages and every noise had sinister implications.See, the Amazons are cheating bitches of all cheating bitches and could have started after us at 12:01 last night and pushed on following our trail through the night. Being expert horsewomen and spectacular trackers they could do shit like that. We, their prey, had to be clever in other ways. What those ways were weren't relatively apparent though.Maybe Pamela could show up and, after slapping me upside my head, give me a clue. No Pamela arrived though so we were on our own. Shortly after the Sun crested the canyon walls; we kept to the canyons just in case; we came across the fourth 'trove'... and it was chilling. We received two binoculars and some more jerky (it was to be our lunch). The binoculars were the chilling part because if WE had some then most likely the Amazons behind us had some as well.Also, the way from our fourth treasure to out fifth put us in the horns of a dilemma. We could either cut over the sides of the canyon to where the fifth treasure trove/map was, or keep to the canyon and travel three times the distance. After a quick discussion followed by some 'rock-paper-scissors' (complete with a prayer to Dot Ishara), I won, so up and over the side we went.To reduce the size of our silhouette, we dismounted and led our horses across the... and stumbled across a herd of cattle; Sweet Mother Ishara! We moved through the herd, waved to the accompanying Amazon gaucho, and went on our way. Felix muttered something about my 'dumb' luck. He-he-he-he-he... We talked to the gaucho, turned on the charm and convinced her to not tell any of our pursuers we had come by this way.She was like nineteen years old and I could tell really took a shine to Felix... so he promised to come back and visit her the moment he won the contest. After we departed her and her track-erasing herd of cattle, I pulled him aside."You had better keep that promise to that girl. If you don't, she and her kinfolk will hunt your ass down and tag you like a mule deer in the Yellowstone," I cautioned him."I know. I know," he grinned. "These are some crazy ass bitches. Besides, being the lone male in a freehold of women has its own appeal."I thought we were in safe territory again when Felix finally asked that doom-laden question."Cáel , where have all their dudes gotten off to?"'Oh shit', I mused. How much of the truth could Felix handle?"I'm only telling you this because I like you," I said then took a deep breath. "They sold them to the Nine Clans... they are a bunch of assassins.""Really?" he studied me. Like he was going to catch me in a lie after four years of dating the most dangerous game on this Earth; girlfriends."Really. Where do you think they get those legion of ninja and combat fighters from? Sure their life expectancy isn't what we have, but it is much better than they would have if they stayed home." There was some part of the truth in that."That seems... short-sighted.""What do you think guys like us are for? Now they won't have to kidnap local passer-byers for weeklong orgies.""How come words has never gotten out about this?" Felix was relentless."It has from time to time, but Havenstone makes sure such reports are relegated to the realm of tabloids and UFO aficionados. If that doesn't work, they bribe some people to bury the story. If that doesn't work, they kill some people.""Now that I believe," Felix nodded."That they kill people to keep their secrets?""Absolutely. They look like the kind of girlfriend who wouldn't be happy unless she burns your balls before your eyes after you break up.""How succinct," I nodded back."So, are we ever going to see Khalid, Trent, or Brian again?""Sure... they are only being kept prisoners and milked of their seeds... but I can arrange for you go to go meet them if you really want to," I offered."No thanks," Felix shook his head then grinned. "They washed out while only you and I remain. Let me find them on my own and get some sort of permission from Ms. Love (Katrina) first. I thought Khalid was kind of cool and Trent was the kind of brother I could invite out for a beer, or ten.""Not Brian?""Brian was too invested in himself and his weevil-ing ways. I couldn't trust him at my back, or with my girl. Mind you, I wouldn't trust you with my girl either, but we are otherwise okay.""Smart move. I have exceedingly low impulse control around the ladies plus an over-developed libido.""Yeah," he smiled my way. "I'd trust you in a knife fight, but not with someone I loved. You are way too smooth, Nyilas. Way too smooth.""What brought that revelation on?""Ms. Lee (Brooke). Normally I can mend any fence with any girl I come across, but not with her after she'd been with you. I admire that," he studied me."So, are you and Gene going to be a regular thing?""Yeah. I think so. I still expect me to be getting plenty of tail at Havenstone once I win this thing, but having a less-lethal girl on the outside wouldn't suck either."So much like me... I admired that about the guy."Once we win, don't ya mean?""Sure thing, Nyilas," he chuckled. "I figure it helps me to help you across the finish line. The better standing you end up in the better an ally you make back at work.""That reminds me; Katrina told me they are going to spin this; your participation in this inaugural Great Hunt is that all sins are forgiven; yadda, yadda, yadda. Thus you still walking around Havenstone being the bad boy you are.""Clever lady and always thinking ahead. Is she seeing anybody?""No, and dude, you don't want to go there. She is far too clever by half to fall for any of our reindeer games. She scares me," I cautioned him."All the more reason to pursue her," he snorted."Go for it," I shrugged. Hey, I'd warned the guy."What about that blonde number I saw you with... Elsa was it?"Oh, he knew exactly who Elsa was, but he was acting all nonchalant about his treatment at her hands."Yeah. Elsa. What about her?""Is she in your stable?""Nope. Not really," I shrugged. "Going after her too?""Oh, definitely.""Good luck with that," I sighed. He'd learn the hard way."There is something you are not telling me.""Yeah. She has the hots for me. Wants to own me... and not in a good way.""Oh... is that your way of cautioning me to be wary of her?""Most definitely. Elsa is one scary lady and she already knows who and what we both are.""What are we?" he was eyeballing me again."Hunters on the prowl. Guys who like a challenge. In your case, the guy who only wants the best. I'm more of an omnivore.""You mean you are a man-slut," he snorted."Got me," I chuckled."So, you think she's out of my league?""No. I think she is Katrina's friend and Katrina sees right through both of us. Elsa might not have those interpersonal skills, but she's twice as lethal. Trust me on that; I've fought her.""How tough was she?""Beat me black and blue then choked me out because I wouldn't surrender.""Oh... I'd like to get her on the mats.""Good luck with that then. Become a 'Runner' and there is even more I can tell you about her. Right now it is all simply in-house stuff.""Corporate confidentiality details, eh? Executive Services purview and stuff like that. Man, I was wrong to look down on your branch of service. I apologize.""Why thank you. I honestly never thought I'd get a sincere apology from you.""I can be wrong once in your lifetime," Felix laughed, "and I'm man enough to admit it.""Oh... and thanks for the sim-cards. They helped me get off that deserted atoll.""No problem. That was Katrina's idea though.""Well, you got them to us so surreptitiously the Chinese suspected nothing.""Don't you mean those rogue Albanians?""Yeah... them too," I laughed along with him."I think we can be friends, Nyilas," he grinned."I think so too. I didn't think so originally. On the first day you and the others treated me like the country bumpkin, but now I think you see me as a survivor... just like you.""Precisely. You know I had the option of leaving Havenstone... no matter how this affair turns out.""And you didn't take it? Who offered you this opportunity anyway?""Katrina.""It might have been a ruse," I warned him. "These bitches don't play fair.""I took that into account... but I love the challenge of this place. It is like no other work environment on Earth. Challenges every day, hot women all around, and the chance to risk my life on a monthly basis. Screw regular corporate America. I've found the place where I belong."Felix sounded so enthusiastic. I hoped he understood the fate he was embracing. I also hoped he found a niche in Havenstone which allowed him to live out his life... hopefully a long, long life. Maybe I should warn him about the 'cliffs'? Perhaps once we had won and were safely back in Havenstone's motherly embrace.Hiding.Fortune favored us backtracking from our seventh treasure trove; our dinner and more grain for the horses. A few birds flew up out of the brush ahead of us. I took that as a sign from Ishara."Felix," I hissed. "Hide!"We looked around and found a draw away from the main canyon floor for us to slink into. I used some brush to cover our side tracks then ran back to cover.No sooner had I gotten there than two Amazons came trotting past us. The lead one was Svetlana Inara and she was tracking us from the saddle. The second one was Beatrice Astarte who was scanning the environment as they moved together following our trail up this vein of the canyon. As soon as they were around the next corner of the vein, Felix and I mounted up and raced down the other way.The sand floor covered our hoof-falls and we had to go that way anyway. We had barely covered the distance to the next draw when we spotted two more Amazons following our earlier trail this way. We had Two Amazon parties on our trail and it wasn't even Friday night yet! This group spotted us and gave chase. They must have ridden their horses hard to get this far because we quickly left them in our dust.This allowed us to slow down a bit and deviate over to where the eight 'treasure' was. Our map had us going back down his particular draw which I thought was most unwise, so we went over the lip of the draw dismounted and led our horses at a rapid run; for us humans; across the greater landscape. Thank SzélAnya, a late afternoon rainstorm fell upon us as we dropped down into the next vein of the canyon before the pursuing Amazons crested the draw we had exited.We walked through the rain until the sun set then debated what to do next. We were going to need light to figure out where the eighth treasure was at; they were all somewhat hidden. We had to keep moving no matter what because we doubted the Amazons on our asses were going to let up. We decided when we got close to the eighth treasure horde I would do the searching while Felix stood watch on the entrance to the draw.Using a hatchet I cut off a branch from a bush and set it alight so I could see what I was doing. It took me twenty long minutes to figure out where the treasure was hidden... night-vision goggles and the map to the ninth map piece. Gleefully, I went back down to where Felix was except... no Felix. Oh Shit! I slipped back and put on my night-vision goggles, got a hatchet at the ready and returned, scanning about.I spotted one Amazon... she was Carla Nemain... and I recalled her being teamed with Ella Mielikki. Anyway, I tried to sneak up on Carla and it almost worked. At the last moment the cloud cover cleared and the three-quarters Moon revealed me. She spun on me with twin fighting sticks while I tried to brain her with the flat side of my hatchet.Yours truly took two punishing blows to his ribs while only clipping her with my hatchet. Still, the blow appeared to cause her to stumble so I pressed my advantage. I knocked one of her two sticks out of her hand then missed twice. I thought I heard someone coming up hard behind me. Well... fuck!"What do you have?" Carla grumbled. "Are you trying to kill me?"I kept silent, pulling out my second hatchet and pressing my luck a little further. I disarmed her and then hammered her down with a hatchet to the top of her skull. Down she went. I spun around just in time to see Ella Mielikki coming at me with a lasso. She launched it a second too late and I was able to bat it aside. She drew her honor blade and kept coming though."Ella... I have two hatchets. This is not a fight you can win," I addressed her."You won't kill me," she kept advancing."Of course not. We are sisters, but I can do... this!" and I attacked her with the flat ends of my twin hatchets. I so had her too... or I would have had I had the extra moment to ensure Carla was unconscious.She wasn't. She jumped me from behind then Ella rushed in from the front and I went down in a tangle of arms, legs and torsos. I was doing surprisingly well wrestling them both despite the odds until Ella put her knife against my throat."Give up," she panted. "You have been captured. Admit it!""I surrender," I sighed then relaxed my body. My two hatchets dropped to the ground."Let's bind him up too," Carla grinned. They proceeded to tie my hands behind my back then my legs together. Then then gave each other a celebratory 'high-five'. Then came their pillaging of our loot. They especially loved our night vision goggles and the grain for 'their' horses. They abandoned our horses, put loose nooses around our necks and began riding off down the canyon, their horses feeding on the grain in feedbags... and there was a suitably humbled Felix...To do so they had to untie our legs, but they compensated for that by tying our elbows together behind our backs as well as our hands. It was a rather painful affair. All in all, our captors were quite triumphant. After a while, I decided to speak."So, how did you catch us so fast?" I asked Carla. She had my noose."I prayed to Nemain and then picked a compass point and rode that way. We came across your path and followed you here."So you weren't the group following us from the afternoon?""No... you were being followed?""Yes... by two groups... both of whom tracked us from the beginning," I sighed."Ella," Carla addressed her companion. "We had better get a move on. There are four others on our track.""Damn it," Ella grumbled. "You take both males. I'll double back and start masking our trail. You pick a different compass point and I'll catch up.""Okay. Come here," Carla accepted Felix's noose from Ella. "We are going... north by northwest."Ella doubled back and was soon out of sight. Carl took the next draw she came across and kept up a steady walking pace. As a matter of safety, she didn't wrap our tethers around her saddle horn on the off chance her horse took off. We could be dragged to death of we were attached to the horse. So, we had a momentary advantage... and took it.I spotted Felix counting down with his fingers behind his back. I spotted him at '4'. I rapidly signaled '3', he went to '2' and I finished up with '1' then we lunged backwards trying to pull her off her horse. With my luck, she tumbled down on Felix's side, horse rearing up. I ran for it, quickly pulling my noose along with me. I heard Carla and Felix cursing behind me.It was gut-check time. I could abandon Felix or attempt to double back and help him with only my legs because my hands were behind my back."Fuck it," I cursed silently as I doubled back. In the forefront of my mind was the notion Felix would come back for me if the roles were reversed. In I charged.Felix was standing, trying to use his martial arts kicks to keep her at bay.He was also absorbing the majority of her concentration because; again; she didn't notice me until I was right on top of her. I put a shoulder into her diaphragm, taking her down and knocking her knife out of her hands. Felix didn't waste a moment giving her as snap-kick to the cranium... knocking her out. I picked up the knife and backed up toward my partner.First I had to saw through his elbow bonds and then his bound hands to free him. This all took precious time. I had just freed him when Carla began moaning. Felix looked to me then to the horse."Go," I urged him on. "Go to the next site and then double back for me. You know which way they will be heading and it is you on horseback versus two of us who aren't."He gave me a quick nod of the head then jumped into the saddle... and almost spilled himself over the other side, but then was off like a flash. I ran off in the other direction. Of course with the minimal lighting and my arms tied behind my back I didn't expect to get too far, but what realistic choice did I have. I certainly wasn't going to give up, damn it.[The Politics Of Not Playing Fair]In hindsight, knowing the Amazons were cheating bitches of cheating bitches, I should have tried to cheat more, but I ended up thinking too much about the male version of honor and not enough about winning. Thankfully, others were much more invested in me winning than that. Add to this and I had family I really hadn't counted on seeing things that way.And then there was the Sanctity of the Contract to consider... which I clearly hadn't, though the opportunity to do so was right there all along.As I was fleeing for my life I caught sight of one person running past me to my right and another to my left as a third slammed into me and took me down. For an instance I was thinking 'now they are operating in groups of four!' then the clothing of the three entered my consciousness. They weren't dressed like Amazons. Their camouflage was all wrong unless you were deliberately trying to hide in this environment.The only people I knew who would do something like that without a plethora of modern weapons being evident; thus being the Seven Pillars; were the Ninja![in Japanese] "Hey there, are you looking for me?"[in Japanese] "Yes we are, Ishara-sama," a feminine voice answered. "Where is your companion? We are supposed to make a good faith effort to save them as well.""Wait... who hired you?""Well, it is supposed to be something of a secret so tell no one, but it was your brother," she replied in thickly accented English. With a few flashes of steel in the moonlight and I was a free Amazon once more."Were did the other two go?""Covering your tracks and laying out a few nuisance traps to confuse the two following you.""Your body feels... awfully familiar," I hazarded conversation of another sort."I am Miyako's older sister; and married. Happily so though I have been repeatedly reminded of your... horn-dog status. It is 'horn-dog' correct?""Yeah," I sighed. "That's me. Let's go find Felix before he gets hopelessly lost."By this time the other two had made it back to us, expertly covering my tracks; they were not leaving any; because, you know, they were ninjas. By the looks of things it must have seemed I flew away because I had simply vanished as well. I wish I could have hung around long enough to see the looks of consternation on the pursuing Amazons' faces, but I had real work to take care of."So basically, my Brother, the Great Khan, has hired three ninja to help me win," I whispered as we made our getaway into the moonlit darkness."Oh no," I could have sworn she smiled, "There are seven of us. We each have other tasks to perform, be it carry extra equipment, or scouting ahead to make sure we don't bump into any more of your girlfriends.""They are not my girlfriends... yet... maybe," I shrugged."Don't make me hit you," she whispered back. "I will hit you if you cheat too much on my little sister. She is so impressionable you know.""Oh... boy," I groaned. A protective older sister while I was on a time table. "Is all of your team female?" I asked instead."Yes. When dealing with our allies the Amazons it was considered the diplomatic thing to do. Now we most move like the autumn breeze over the grass, Ishara-sama.""Please, call me Cáel . What's your name?""Not something I can reveal while on a mission. My name in the team is 'First' as I am the team leader.""I could call you Hatsuyuki," I kept going. Hatsuyuki meant 'First Snow'. We were angling in a different direction suggesting to me we had come across Felix's path and were racing to catch him."I will help you out a bit," she chuckled ever so slightly. "Every woman on the team is a sister, or sister-in-law of Miyako, so we have all heard the tales of your exploits and been suitably warned by Grandmother to not fall for your... reindeer games.""Wow... cut off at the knees before even leaving the starting gate," I frowned."Please concentrate on the task at hand Ishara-sama," she whispered then, "Four more ahead of us. I swear they must have some sort of divine assistance as well.""Cheating bitches of all cheating bitches," I quietly cursed. Hatsuyuki put her hand over my mouth despite the low volume of my words.I risked a peek. It was fucking Elsa and Rachel and they were having a pow-wow with Tormé Maeve and Parul Nammu. By the rules of the Great Hunt, no Amazon could subdue, or otherwise hinder any other Amazon; as long as they didn't have a male. Then all bets were off. After a while the two teams flipped a coin and departed in different ways... which were eerily close to our actual track.The moment they were safely away, we took off once more at a steady jog. Mind you, I was in pretty damn good shape... and these little ninja babes were threatening to run me into the ground such was their stamina. The big thing was breath control. We had to be prepared to be utterly still at a moment's notice. Every Amazon around us was as hunter of some sort, be it of big game, or of humans.Even with their precautions we found ourselves being tracked by Daryna Šauška and Yatta Oxóssi within the hour. Exactly what they were tracking wasn't known to me and was a source of consternation to the Ninja. It was impossible to outrun horse-bound foes at our current pace and if we moved faster, the odds of our enchantment failing would drastically increase."Fuck!" I hissed."What?" Hatsuyuki made brief eye contact then scanned around for whatever threat I might have detected."They are tracking the magic of the enchantment," I enlightened her."Are you sure?""Alal; my Grandfather is," I held her eyes this time. "Honestly, I was going through the Rolodex of my mind when this thought occurred to me. I think it was a mystic rite the Egyptians invented millennia ago, but he knows it.""What is the counter?""I don't know," I sighed, "but I do know your movement is leaving a magical trail behind which glows like the failing light of a sunset to the searcher."Hatsuyuki whispered some arcane words which my ears failed to focus on while making several complicated hand gestures. She gave me one head nod then we took off, jogging in another direction though still angling to intercept Felix. I noticed the change immediately. Dry grass crackled beneath our feet and standing grass bent at our passage. I was the worst offender without a doubt.Later when we stopped for a break, 'Three' returned to tell us the followers had initially been confused by the loss of the spell energy betraying us, but then they dismounted and began tracking us on foot; slower yet still a persistent menace."New plan," I decided. "We set an ambush for them.""We can't do that, Cáel ," Hatsuyuki informed me. "We are forbidden to directly confront our foes."My mind barely hesitated in its skullduggery."But if I confront them, could you steal their horses?""Yes," she grinned once more, or so I thought. "Then set up a field of simple traps with a path I can maneuver through so I can lose them once I have their undivided attention. Can you do that?""Yes," and another smile."Let's get on it," I grinned back. I could tell she was warming up to me. After all, I wasn't pressuring her to save me, or violate her Contract. Instead I was thinking on my feet and utilizing what they were best at to avoid my enemies.[in Japanese] "Team, here is what we must do," Hatsuyuki gathered her girls together and laid out what they needed to accomplish.Twenty minutes later, the ambush was set and the two ladies walked right into it. Apparently the idea I would fight back so aggressively hadn't occurred to them. I smashed straight into Daryna first, knocking her down and running past her. Instinctively she jumped up, cursing me even as she gave chase. For an instance Yatta hesitated, considering mounting up and giving chase, or pursuing on foot. Rapidly riding a horse even in this partially moonlit night was risky so she decided to join Daryna on foot as I raced away. She did grab her lasso first though. Seeing as Daryna was following in my footsteps, it was Yatta who stumbled into the first series of traps, spraining her ankle in the process.Hearing that, I took a quick detour, allowing Daryna to catch up if she cut crossways in her pursuit. Predictably she did so and crashed into her own series of traps while I continued to beat feet out of there. As Daryna untangled herself from the 'spider web' trap; really just a tangle of silk strings; she heard the horses neigh and then take off. The ninja had exploded smoke bombs in the horses' faces to accomplish this feat.By the time Daryna stood up, I was long gone in the foot race. She carefully picked her way back to Yatta, helped her up and then worked her way back to find their saddles cut loose and packs set aside... and their horses long gone as well. From what 'Five' related to us later, Daryna elected to take after their lost steeds while Yatta treated her sore ankle. 'Five' didn't hang around to see how long it took Daryna to return with their mounts. The rest of us had successfully slipped away by that time.Reunited.By the time we had reunited with Felix he had already discovered our next Treasure Trove; more grain, a compass and a map of the whole region. Woot! We still only had one mount until an hour past sunrise when our two steeds came trotting into our brief camp. Now we had three horses. We elected to release Carla's mount to find its way back to her mistress... eventually, we hoped."Care to explain the entourage?" Felix joked."Somebody who is somebody loves me," I shrugged. "I can't tell you who though. I've been sworn to secrecy.""Damn... five female ninja. We have got to not waste this opportunity.""I am so onboard with that plan," I grinned, "but it going to be tough. Most of the only speak Japanese and they are all related to a girl I've already knocked up.""So they all know what a stud you are, Cáel ," Felix laughed. "Give it time and they'll be begging for it. I know the type. Fit, but silent with minimal social skills. They want to know all about how you seduced their sister, cousin, what have you.""God, I hope so," I groaned. "All this abstinence is driving me crazy.""Me too," he chuckled. "Me too."Oh, what we had planned was horribly irresponsible. We had the inaugural First Great Hunt to win for all Mankind after all. Still, it took only three elements to be effective; a stream, river, or lake of some kind to bathe in; to convince the ninja we had to take a bath to remove any scent the Amazons who captured us may have sprayed on us; and the ninjas' willingness to believe such an outlandish excuse to get naked. Once they saw us naked nature would take its course.Well, despite our awesome masculine arsenals... we got nowhere. The ninja babes didn't buy our excuses, blew away our pseudoscientific ramblings (pheromones don't work that way, they insisted) and seriously; we didn't really have the time. So while putting our shirts back on and then going for our boots, two more Amazons came our way. We barely had the warning time to seek cover when Elsa and Rachel came riding down the stream, looking each way for any signs of us.Thanks to our horses remaining perfectly still as well, they gradually moved past our hidey-holes and out of our view. The second the ninjas gave us the 'all clear' we hurriedly finished dressing then headed off in a different direction. The last two Amazons I wanted to confront were Elsa and Rachel. I liked Rachel too much and quite frankly was too afraid of Elsa.Once more we risked using some Ninja Magics to aid our passage through a light, early morning rain. This one put off a confusing area of tracks which were both difficult to follow; Amazons were no dummies; and included our chosen pathway to the next treasure trove. Shortly after an overcast noontime Sun, we hunkered down for a few hours and took a short nap.I would have liked to sleep longer, but according to the two ninja who had stood watch, the whole area appeared to be crawling with Amazons out and about, mounted and dismounted and following our misleading trails, but still being close enough around to make traveling above the canyons frankly impossible. Felix and I had a meeting of the minds with Hatsuyuki.Sending two Ninja off on our steeds wouldn't work because at least one group of the opposition had our binoculars and none of the Ninja could pass for us under such scrutiny. In fact, we couldn't come up with a single plan which guaranteed us a chance to move about unseen. So, we came up with a crazy plan instead. I would take off on Peppermint in an elliptical path meant to draw off as many Amazons as possible.It had to be me because a few of the Amazons might not pursue Felix if he tried the same stunt, focusing on capturing Ishara first... so Ishara had to be the one to play decoy. We shook hands, hugged then scouted around for the best opportunity for me to make a bolt for it... then off I went. What the Ninja planned to do wasn't revealed to us though I had a feeling they weren't enamored with my plan.Peppermint and I came out of the closest draw and set off with a meandering gate; we would need all the speed she could muster soon enough. Unthinkingly, I had also stumbled across an added bonus to my plan. Me and my dumb luck. See, all the Amazons anywhere close to me at the start had been pressing their mounts hard for a day and a half now plus hadn't spent any time last night sleeping whereas me and Peppermint were relatively well fed and watered as well as well rested.Still, my initial sense was that I was simply fucked. All across the plain, Amazons noted my presence within a minute and began moving to hem me in. I imagine once I was unmounted and bound, the grand melee to see who would claim me would begin. I counted twelve of the fine ladies and while none were directly ahead of the direction I was heading in, some were far too close for me to hold out much hope.I didn't give up though. I wasn't in me and apparently it wasn't in Peppermint either. She picked up the pace instinctively when I leaned forward and off we went. Incrementally, all thirteen steeds picked up their speeds. I wasn't going to make it... and then it got worse. Coming out of a draw to my front-right was none other than Ella Mielikki.See appeared as surprised to see me as I was to see her, but that didn't last. She whipped out her lasso and spurred her mount to go faster. She was going to cut me off. I had no out in any other direction. All I had was a plain full of grass and thunderclouds in the distance; just too far away to do me any good.'Remember who you were...' came unbidden to my mind.I leaned forward and began whispering in Peppermint's ear in a language I did not know... but three thousand years ago it had been the language of horse peoples like the Scythians who taught it to their noble young... and so had another people long forgotten by history... the Medians. The words spilled out of me until all that was left was the final benediction; words that would bind man and mount together.[Median] "For Aya," I whispered.Remember who you were; wasn't meant for me. It was for the hundreds of Median steeds my Grandfather had ridden into battle... with his comrades-in-arms for over a thousand years two thousand years ago.Ella was whirling the lasso over her head. We were so close I could read the prayer to Mielikki on her lips as she strove to close those last few hoof-falls. The lasso flew through the air...Peppermint took off in a burst of speed utterly unlooked for. Her ghostly white plume rose majestically over her head; Grandfather's symbol... and now mine. The thunder of a hundred such steeds filled my ears with their power as we pulled away from the falling lasso... now less than a foot... too short. She had missed us and with that throw, passed the last chance the Amazons had to catch me.Rachel would later tell me they were all completely aghast at the pace Peppermint set as we rode past Mielikki, easily outdistancing her thus everyone else. We had escaped them and they knew it. They didn't know how and the looks of utter disbelief the Amazons behind me exchanged left them no doubt I had led them a merry chase only to vanish in a whirlwind of dust as I raced all the way into the storm-burst. Gone, gone, gone.Rachel told me she had then turned to Elsa and laughed heartily."I should have given him my honor blade," she chuckled, "because unlike the rest of you, I knew better.""But, what did he do?" Elsa had asked, truly curious and a bit frustrated."Just being Cáel ," Rachel had shaken her head as she replied. "Just being Cáel ."[Sunday]It was a thick, pounding rain as promised. No one could ride in this. Visibility was down to a few yards and the ground had turned into a morass. Only the greyness of the clouds betrayed the coming of day to us while our final treasure trove; a compass, map and coordinates for the rescue; pointed us in the proper direction... us and thirty Amazons.In our favor, the Ninja threw up a marching cordon around us so we didn't walk into any ambushes, and any Amazons not already at least even with us in the distance separating us from our evacuation point had a chance of catching us. Again, no Amazon worthy of their name would ride in weather like this and in a foot race, we men actually finally had the advantage.I wish I knew who was closest so I could plan accordingly. In strictly hand to hand combat, Felix and I had the advantage on over half those we were confronting. While most excelled at being hunters, beating up their prey with hands and knives wasn't normally their second best feature. No, they were fine combatants, just not in Felix's, or my, league.But then there were the Amazons like Tormé Maeve and Elsa Zorja who could kick our asses without a doubt, and planning how to fight them required a completely different game plan."What's on your mind?" Felix leaned in and shouted into my ear."This ain't over. Not only do we have to reach the evacuation site within a twenty minute window, we have to hope a half-dozen Amazons aren't waiting there for us."Felix nodded."Who is going to be the worst team?""Elsa and Rachel. I'm not sure I can beat Rachel and I'm damn sure I can't beat Elsa," I answered."Leave Elsa to me then. While I've never fought her before, she's also never fought me," he reasoned. "My best bet is an all-out offense; holding nothing back and hope I can outmuscle her before she pulls some surprise on me.""That's about right," it was my turn to nod.One of the Ninja came running back to us."There are two Amazons ahead of us going in the same direction. What do you want to do?"I looked to Felix who cracked his knuckles. He was right too. We didn't have enough time left to race around them; not in this mud; so jumping them and putting them down was our best bet.Bleeding.Our fists were bleeding, I had a knife wound on my left thigh, and Felix's nose was most likely broken, but we had put down two pairs of Amazons in the closing hour of the Great Hunt... and we were still free. We had even recorded the coordinates of where we left the four bound Amazons because leaving them all tied up in these conditions didn't seem fair.So far we had put down Niranjana Ereshkigal and Anna Cybele whose strategy was to figure out where the evacuation point was and then set up an ambush close by, and our old buddies, Tormé Maeve and Parul Nammu, who had been racing up to the evacuation point after some piece of divine intervention. They stumbled into us as we were binding up the first two.Thanks to the Ninja we had a moment's warning before they jogged right into us. It was on! Felix immediately challenged Tormé while I circled Parul, each seeking an advantage. Unfortunately, Tormé began cleaning Felix's clock so spun around and we switched partners."I wanted it to be me and you," she snarled."I was hoping to miss you entirely," I replied. She laughed and closed... and then slipped in the mud and slid right into my knee strike. Before she could clean the cobwebs from her head, I had landed three solid fist strikes to her jaw, rendering her incapable of immediate resistance; one tough chick! I quick glance back to Felix showed me he had Parul well in hand, so I quickly bound Tormé up and took her honor blade so she wouldn't be cutting herself free too soon.After we had Parul secured, Felix slapped me on the back and laughed."You bastard, I saw that," he chuckled. "She slipped.""I'll take it," I was unapologetic. Explaining to Felix how she was Katrina's #1 assassin would take too long. I'd leave it to Katrina to warn him how dangerous dating her would be.And then we heard the helicopter... and looked at our watches. It Was 11:48! We raced up the last bit of the slope to see the helicopter finish its descent. We'd made it... and then we saw Elsa and Rachel climbing up the slope beside us, disguised as we were by the downpour."Cáel !" Elsa screamed out my name. Rachel simply charged Felix wordlessly.I drew Tormé's honor blade and faced Elsa down. "Do you honestly think you can defeat me?" Elsa laughed. "Because Cáel , you cannot. You are already beaten, bruised and bleeding. Surrender and I promise to be gentle.""On any other day, I would agree with you, but this is not like any other day," I held my captured small knife out in a fighting stance."Today... today I have my Grandfather's knowledge and my Father's boundless spirit, Elsa. Today; you cannot defeat me. Come at me and find out, if you must." My stance flowed into an alien design... which came from a time when knives were the only close combat weapon anyone was lucky enough to have. My knife raised up over my head yet still pointing at my opponent while my empty left hand pointed at my foe.Then it occurred to me... if I could withstand the pain, I could grab her blade and hold it in place while I slashed down with my own ceremonial weapon. I could regenerate the damage; that was my edge and this was a fighting stance my Grandfather had perfected with that knowledge when all blades were either sharp stones, or smelted copper.I could see Elsa studying me rapid-quick before she made her lunge. It was so On! The first series of slashing strikes saw me barely missing having my hand cut open. I wasn't so lucky my second time around. Elsa sliced my ring finger to the bone."Damnit, Cáel !" Elsa snapped. "If you are going to fight me, at least use the training Pamela gave you. I have no idea what this crazy stance is supposed to show, but I think it is nothing more than your made-up style again. This time I am going to really hurt you if you don't surrender... Right Now!"Yeah, Elsa was upset she had to actually hurt me. I sensed that in her. Still, the pain quickly receded and I continued to stalk her... silently and with great determination on my face. No response was necessary and I was sure my quietude was unsettling her even more. On the next exchange Elsa moved so fast I couldn't track her blade. Still, I moved my empty palm across to stop her most likely angle of attack.I was wrong. By shifting my entire body to stop her slash, I put myself in the wrong positon; closing the distance between us and intercepting her surprise backslash with my left side at the kidney level. Ouch! Motherfucker! I grunted but used my positioning disadvantage as an advantage. As Elsa's hand recoiled from the dire wound she had given me, I reached out with my left hand and grabbed her wrist.My right hand came down attempting to slash her wrist in this exchange. She caught my right wrist in her left hand. Our bodies collided then my forward momentum slammed into her form and we both fell over. She rolled so we ended up crashing down on our sides, but I refused to release my hold while driving my blade ever downward.I didn't have much advantage over Elsa, but I was superior in upper body strength. It was my old buddy except coming out in my favor today. Slowly my blade inched toward its target."How... can... you... still... be... fighting?" Elsa ground out between her teeth."I am Ishara," was my reply. "The power of the goddess runs through me," I added a lie meant to confuse and dishearten her.She tried to break away by rolling around. I wouldn't let her. I tangled my legs up with hers until we were one conjoined mess. Then she surprised me with a head-butt right as the option was just occurring to me. She smashed my nose. There was blood everywhere, but I wouldn't relent on my hold. Instead, I followed up her head-butt with one of my own.Elsa caught mine with the hardest part of her forehead instead. Our skulls collided. I refused to feel the pain so while she was still reeling from that contact I smashed forward once again; this time impacting her temple and really shocking her. I had to have seemed like a monster to Elsa by this point in our bout; I could feel no pain and no infirmary would hold me back.Lacking every other point of leverage, she went for the 'Tried and True'; her knee impacted my precious gonads and for just that instance, my hold on her weakened. She broke free then rolled away."Stay down," she almost screamed at me. I didn't, instead rising up and resuming my archaic stance once more."This is going to hurt you a whole lot more than me," she promised next. Just then we both heard a titanic scream to my left. By the sound of the grunt which followed, I realized Felix had connected with one of his powerful kicks to Rachel's ribs. I used the positional advantage to charge. We collided once more, each one's opposite hand clamping down on the other's knife hand.While standing, we pushed each other back and forth, attempting kicks and foot stomps all the while my knife approached Elsa's collarbone. We were both too on guard for head-butts to pull one off this grapple, but I didn't need it... because we were in fact, grappling and I had a whole martial art devoted to grappling; Brazilian Jujutsu!I dropped Tormé's honor blade and flipped us around so I landed on top of her. Her blade drew a bloody line along my hip, but not enough damage to cause me any consternation. I could see it in her eyes, the moment we landed in the mud. She realized her mistake by allowing me too close, but the last time she had let that happened she had succeeded in stabbing me in the kidney, so she was taken off-guard for just that instance."Yeah," I chortled, "Just recalling my Brazilian Jujutsu aren't ya?""I can beat it," she ground out."You and an MMA Army," I growled back. She was in danger of having me roll her over... then it would be light's out!Right then Rachel and Felix came crashing down on the two of us, breaking my concentration and my hold. The four of us rolled up and separated once more.Rachel moved to Elsa's side while Felix helped me stand."We are running out of time," Felix informed me. We were. That appeared to be Rachel and Elsa's strategy all along. Keep us occupied for the remaining... eighteen minutes... damn was I out of breath and hurting."Switch," Felix tapped me on the forearm. "I got this."He didn't and he knew he didn't. For some god damn unknown reason, Felix was doing a selfless act for the first time in his life and I couldn't comprehend why."She'll destroy you," I pointed out."You're bleeding; badly," he stated, "and failing fast.""Listen to your friend," Rachel interjected herself into the conversation. Worse, she stepped aside and clearly indicated she would let me pass."Rachel!" Elsa snapped."He's earned it. For the past eighty-four days and then some, Cáel has earned; our respect," Rachel reminded us."Okay," I acknowledged the act of kindness. I moved behind Felix so he could screen me from Elsa... then shoved him as hard as I could across the muddy surface toward freedom. The look he sent back my way was priceless. Reluctantly, he looked back once then jogged to the helicopter and the rewards he deserved for surviving against so many for so long; just like me, but without the Goddesses and my troop of ruthless Amazon allies..."Two on one," I joked."No. I've surrendered my trophy," Rachel smile to me was emotionally crushing."Fine," Elsa nodded then, "Let's continue." This time I didn't have a knife.When we collided this time, she didn't hesitate to stab me in the left pectoral; above the heart, but not by much. I failed to catch her wrist and realized I was all out of game. My regeneration couldn't tackle both bleeding wounds and I was beginning to feel woozy.Elsa fell back."Surrender, Cáel ," her own voice had softened."Never surrender," I laughed back then I began to sway.This time as Elsa closed, she went for the grapple as well. I countered as best I could, but my reflexes were slowing down too. I wasn't going to make it then something tackled us both, slamming Elsa into my chest, stunning her."Felix... you came back," I groggily mumbled as Felix hammered Elsa hard, twice in the temple."You would come back for me. I see that now," he confessed. He half pulled, half-dragged me to our waiting chariot. The clock was a 'ticking."Rachel," I looked over to the other combatant. She hadn't started advancing on us like she should have."Go," she waved us away. "Today... today you have won your freedoms. Now go."What honors Rachel had passed over for whatever reasons were unknown to me. I was terrified she had done it out of love for me. Terrified because I felt so unworthy of such devotion and affection.Yet, Felix and I had made it and as the helicopter took off, I could sense the tension leave my body. My wounds were indeed healing and my blood supply, so witlessly spent was returning to me. Felix leaned into me as the nice Epona medic aboard our ride began to administer her traumatic injury training. I winced because it felt appropriate, not because I was allowed to feel any of the passing pain."You are a Runner now," I looked over to Felix. "Welcome aboard.""Sure thing, Ishara.""Ha," I chuckled. "Call me Cáel . You have earned that right.""I imagine there is something to that," he nodded. "Tell me what it is when you get the chance.""I will," I promised. "That and a few thousand other critically important things none one else will bother to teach you. As the saying goes, 'you've earned it'."Thus Ends The First Great HuntNow onto the final chapter of the First Part of Cáel 's journey.By FinalStand for Literotica.

Ep. 144. In this episode, I'm joined by Bree Delacruz about the transformative power of spiritual healing. Bree shares how her grandfather's recovery from cancer sparked her path, and how the Akashic Records—a spiritual library of the soul—help us uncover subconscious blocks, realign with purpose, and connect to our highest timeline.We explore the synergy of healing modalities, the importance of spiritual hygiene, and how energy healing can shift our inner and outer worlds. Brie also gives me a live Akashic reading, offering insights into my path, soul purpose, and future ventures.Segments​Introduction to Akashic Records and Healing​Brie's Personal Healing Journey​Synergy of Healing Modalities​Identifying Your Highest Timeline​Using Akashic Records for Alignment​Brie's Calling and Spiritual Awakening​16:07 – My Akashic ReadingBree's BioDriven by her Grandfather's journey from stage-4 brain cancer, to cancer free, thanks to the work of energy healers, Bree is a huge proponent of alternative healing modalities, and doing the deep work on your energy.Bree believes that healing is a sacred journey of soul remembrance and energetic alignment. Through Akashic Record readings, Bree helps clients uncover the deeper truths of their soul's journey – highlighting past life influences, soul contracts, and life lessons meant to guide them forward. By connecting with spirit guides, loved ones who have passes, and higher selves, she offers clarity and direction toward their most aligned path.Bree's WebsiteViv's Socials⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Tik Tok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Want to be a guest on Perspective with Viv?Send Viv a message on PodMatch, here: https://www.podmatch.com/hostdetailpreview/perspectivewithviv

This morning, with mist on the path and a newborn soul in the family, I found myself standing in the middle of time. In this episode, I reflect on becoming a grandfather—not just as a title but as a threshold. What does it mean to witness both ends of the arc at once? To hold memory in one hand and possibility in the other?  This is a story about legacy, presence, and the quiet craft of love. About wisdom walks, lineage, and the sacred responsibility of walking ahead while leaving footprints behind.If you're navigating Act III of your own life—or simply wondering what kind of ancestor you're becoming—this one's for you. Come walk with me. Let's find the sacred in the ordinary, the wisdom in wondering, and the story that wants to be remembered.

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A man who murdered a grandfather from Tunbridge Wells has been told he'll spend at least 25 years behind bars.Stephen Castle hid Wayne Woodgate's body in woodland after attacking him over a long-standing grudge last October.The 59-year-old from Hastings Road near Matfield was found guilty by a jury following a trial last month.Also in today's podcast, a teenager from Maidstone who left his neighbour with more than 50 stab wounds has been jailed.Police were called to reports of a disturbance at a building in Fairmeadow last September. Hear the moment the 19-year-old was arrested.The prime minister's made big adjustments to his planned welfare reforms following pressure from Labour MPs.It means those with disabilities who currently receive the Personal Independence Payment will continue to get it. It's good news for people like 17 year-old Lukas from Ashford who had his leg amputated because of a rare condition he was born with.A Kent weight loss expert is urging people who've turned to jabs to shed the pounds to make sure they're getting the right support.It's thought around one and a half million people in the UK are using the likes of Mounjaro, Wegovy and Ozempic.Thousands of people are expected at the Historic Dockyard in Chatham tomorrow for Armed Forces Day.There'll be military parades, bands and a service paying tribute to the skill and sacrifice of our armed forces - hear from Medway Council leader Vince Maple who will be there.Football, and Gillingham fans have been planning their season after the fixtures were released.They'll kick off their league two campaign away at Accrington Stanley on August 2nd - we just a full roundup from our sports reporter Luke Cawdell.

Denver author/curator & former TV news producer Jack Maher talks about his latest release “Poppy: A Novel About a Colorful Colorado Life” about his grandfather Eric Douglas as a renowned world authority of Native American Art who revolutionized the way we view and appreciate yet is mostly lost in history! Eric was a museologist for the ages better known as “Poppy” helped revolutionize display methods in many museums nationwide while befriended some of the greatest artists and pioneered the popular Indian style shows and more! Jack is a proud 5th generation Colorado native and grandson of Eric Douglas , a 4-time Emmy-award-winner at KUSA-TV in Denver as multi-media journalist & executive producer, plus shares many amazing stories about his grandfather's legacy and more! Check out the amazing Jack Maher and his latest release on many major platforms and www.sandgoatmanorpublishing.com today! #podmatch #jackmaher #author #ericdouglas #poppy #grandfather #nativeamericanart #denvercolorado #museologist #emmyawardwinner #kusatv #newsproducer #multimediajournalist #spreaker #iheartradio #spotify #applemusic #youtube #anchorfm #bitchute #rumble #mikewagner #themikewagnershow #mikewagnerjackmaher #themikewagnershowjackmaher  Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-mike-wagner-show--3140147/support.

Jason looks ahead to the Stephen Foster at Churchill Downs on Saturday and welcomes in trainer Nolan Ramsey to talk about his career, his Grandfather's influence, and much more! 

#WeirdDarknessRadio WEEK OF JUNE 22, 2025 = At the isolated crossing of Rideau Ferry in the 1800s, travelers who arrived after dark at Mr. Oliver's house were promised safe passage come morning — but many were never seen alive again, and when his buildings were finally torn down decades later, the horrifying truth of what happened to those missing souls was supposedly revealed beneath the floorboards.==========HOUR ONE: A 178-year-old mystery comes to the surface in a Philadelphia suburb. (Grandfather's Ghost Story Leads to Mass Grave) *** Recently a wrecking crew began tearing down and old building in Rhode Island. But the big burly men on the crew got so frightened they refused to continue the work. Does reconstruction of a home or building anger the souls who once lived there? (Does Remodeling Your Home Disturb The Spirits Who Died There?) *** The way life has grown on our planet requires that all living things feed off each other and must kill others in order to survive.  That's the way of the world if you want to live for any more than a few days. But some people are now claiming they can live without food at all… indefinitely. (Life Without Food) *** Three men were in a shed selling gardening supplies when some strange powder suddenly hit the ceiling. Before they had time to react, a small jug on a shelf abruptly flew across the room. One man picked up the jug and placed it a covered box. Instantly, the jug was...somehow...back on the floor. And that was just the beginning of the strange haunting of a community's garden shed. (The Poltergeist In The Allotment Shed) *** In the movie Salt, Angelina Jolie plays a double-agent who is mind-controlled by scary remnants of the USSR secret service. And in real life, the 1940s bombshell Candy Jones was apparently brainwashed with drugs and used as a CIA covert operative.  (The Supermodel Who Was Brainwashed Into Becoming a Spy) *** No one knows exactly when she was born. Some think, maybe, she was a gypsy. Others say she was the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. The life of Elizabeth Barnes is a mysterious one, filled with many loves, losses, and prognostications. (The Witch of Plum Hollow) *** Some travelers, arriving late at night to board Oliver's Ferry the next day, stayed at Oliver's house. But they were never seen making the ferry crossing the next morning. Is it possible that the rumors are true – that they never left the house alive? (The Frights of Oliver's Ferry)==========HOUR TWO: An eerie tombstone stands watch over one of Portland Oregon's oldest cemeteries. And the story behind that tombstone is a strange one. (The Guardians of Lone Fir Cemetery) *** Don't take a gift from Little Gracie's grave... or her life-like statue might cry tears of blood. (The Ghost of Gracie Watson) *** When it came to her daughter's Elsa doll, one mom was eager and ready to “Let It Go”. But the doll supernaturally refused to be let go! (Haunted Elsa Doll) *** An ancient stone cross is said by locals to be cursed, and the curse infects anyone who dares to disrespect it. (Curse of the Saxon Stone Cross) *** Christopher Slaughterford was seemingly a completely ordinary young Englishman – but he has earned an unenviable place in the legal books. (T
he Trials of Christopher Slaughterford) *** Two authors reported a very strange encounter with a mysterious entity they believed was not of this world. What did they see and why were they under the impression this being was not of this world? (An Author's Encounter With A Not-Of-This-World Entity)==========SUDDEN DEATH OVERTIME: For Allen Taylor, January 15, 1919 was just another day on his farm near Prescott, Iowa. That is, until his 15-year-old neighbor Irene Hoskins came stumbling down the lane with a gash in the side of her head.  (The Hoskins Family Murders) *** How did someone get the job of an executioner in medieval times? We'll find out! (To Become An Executioner) ==========SOURCES AND REFERENCES FROM TONIGHT'S SHOW:“Schoolhouse Demon Attack” from Paranormality Magazine“Grandfather's Ghost Story Leads to Mass Grave” by Meghan Rafferty for CNN: https://tinyurl.com/ravfceh“Does Remodeling Your Home Disturb The Spirits Who Died There?” by Kelly Roncace for NJ.com: https://tinyurl.com/sn7vpsg“Life Without Food” by Michael Grosso for Consciousness Abound: https://tinyurl.com/r38yxh6“The Poltergeist In The Allotment Shed” from Strange Company: https://tinyurl.com/vzlgcj9“The Supermodel Who Was Brainwashed Into Becoming a Spy” by Annalee Newitz for Gizmodo: https://tinyurl.com/sgh73da“The Witch of Plum Hollow” by James Morgan for North Country Public Radio: https://tinyurl.com/u3x3sxu“The Frights of Oliver's Ferry” by Ken Watson for Rideau-Info: https://tinyurl.com/vj96awj==========(Over time links seen above may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for material I use whenever possible. If I have overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it immediately. Some links may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)=========="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46==========WeirdDarkness®, WeirdDarkness© 2025==========To become a Weird Darkness Radio Show affiliate, contact Radio America at affiliates@radioamerica.com, or call 800-807-4703 (press 2 or dial ext 250).https://weirddarkness.com/WDR20250622

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Today we are looking at the loneliness and isolation of older men. Older men often have trouble making new friends once they retire, and are often too dependent on their spouses for social interaction.   Meet Grandpas United, a group working to involve older men in volunteering in their communities, sharing their knowledge with younger people, and finding support and meaning in their lives.  For more information on Grandpas United you can contact them at: grandpasunitedwpyb@gmail.comBrought to you by NEXTVillageSF.orgNEXT Village SF is a neighborhood nonprofit providing services and support that empowers members to live independently.

Barry Bonds joined Murph & Markus to share his memories of his grandfather, Willie Mays & to explain why he continues to give back to the game of baseballSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Barry Bonds joined Murph & Markus to share his memories of his grandfather, Willie Mays & to explain why he continues to give back to the game of baseballSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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4pm: Trump Calls for Unconditional Surrender as He Loses Patience With Iran // Trump’s Tweets Suggest US Already Involved // Pentagon expands Middle East response as Israel, Iran trade strikes // Iran Preps Missiles for Possible Retaliatory Strikes on U.S. Bases, Officials Say // Tucker Carlson warns Trump against getting involved in Iran // Former Head Of CIA Counterterrorism says we’re likely already at war // Why Only One Plane and One Bomb Can Crack Fordow // Red ink for red cups: State brews up wasteful program to promote reusable coffee cups // The Bring Your Own Cup Pledge // John’s Grandfather was the original DOGE

Victor Hugo (1802 - 1885)L'Art d'être grand-père est un recueil de poèmes que Victor Hugo a publié en 1877. Suite à la mort de Charles Hugo, un de ses fils, et de sa femme, Victor Hugo prend en charge ses deux petits enfants Georges et Jeanne Hugo. Il écrit plusieurs poèmes illustrant les comportements et l'innocence reliée à ses petits-enfants qu'il élève seul et avec tendresse.(Résumé de Wikipédia)L'Art d'être grand-père ("The Art of Being a Grandfather") is a series of eighteen poems by Victor Hugo, published in 1877. They were among the last he wrote.On 13 March 1871, his 44-year-old son Charles died of a stroke, while riding in a carriage to a farewell dinner for some of Victor's friends at a restaurant in Bordeaux. Charles's wife died shortly afterwards, and Victor Hugo became the guardian of their children, Georges and Jeanne Hugo. The poems describe the feelings of a grandfather entrusted with innocent young children. Love and tenderness are celebrated, and the complexities, politics, and grand themes of his other poems are set aside.

Over the weekend, John finally got to meet his girlfriend's grandfather, the patriarch of the family. He was warned about how the meeting would go. Did he survive? More importantly, did he make a good impression?

Sergio Perera is a chef & nutrition expert. Having trained as a professional chef in some of Spain's most respected restaurants and then training in Japan, a serendipitous moment saw Sergio become the go to private chef to Hollywood actors (such as Tom Cruise, Robert Downey Jr, Leonardo DiCaprio, Chris Hemsworth), athletes, royalty and politicians. Growing up in Spain he was naturally an advocate for the healthy Mediterranean diet, but it was working with actors which prompted him to study and learn more about nutrition and during his time with Chris Hemsworth he helped prepare him for the role Thor, optimising his nutrition to support his exercise and muscle building regime. He was an integral part of the successful training app known as CENTR by Chris Hemsworth, writing recipes, diet programs and meditations, offering subscribers a holistic wellness approach. Sergio has an international upbringing, born in Spain to a Mexican/American and Spanish Parents and growing up on a US Airforce base, has given Sergio a unique perspective on food and culture. Sergio's love for food and cooking began in his Grandfather's kitchen where he learnt the traditional cuisine of the Aragon region. At the age of 18, he set off to expand his repertoire of Spanish cuisine by training at some of the world's most prestigious restaurants such as ARZAK, Mugaritz and with Albert Adria at the iconic el Bulli restaurant in Roses, Spain. His curiosity and passion for culture eventually lead him to Kyoto, Japan where he was introduced to Kaiseki which is an exquisite form of dining that moves elegantly and poetically with the seasons.  Sergio has used his culinary and artistic experience to create beautiful and inspirational images for food books, magazines and film productions. He is currently the brand ambassador for Winning Appliances, working alongside John Winning's team on numerous culinary and creative projects. The most recent has been the opening of ORA Japanese dining and bar in Sydney's Waterloo. Always eager to embrace new opportunities, Sergio welcomes the chance to work with clients—whether they are actors preparing for a film, high-profile individuals seeking an exclusive private dinner, or those planning a special event. He has also trained numerous chefs in becoming the ultimate private chef/nutritionist for high profile families and individuals and has been creating a small team of elite chefs throughout Australia. He actively participates in restaurant consultations across Australia, Europe, and the U.S., ensuring that each culinary experience is tailored to meet the unique needs of his clients. We chat about his life changing time in Japan, intuition, mindfulness, living in his car, creativity and food, flow, Molecular gastronomy and working with the masters, the new chef, vulnerability, moving to Australia and working with Chris Hemsworth, love of music, fear, and of course food plus plenty more! Check Sergio out on: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sergio.perera Website: https://www.pererasergio.com/ ------------------------------------------- Follow @Funny in Failure on Instagram and Facebook https://www.instagram.com/funnyinfailure/ https://www.facebook.com/funnyinfailure/ and @Michael_Kahan on Insta & Twitter to keep up to date with the latest info. https://www.instagram.com/michael_kahan/ https://twitter.com/Michael_Kahan

John Garner, Connections Pastor of ClearView Baptist Church in Franklin, Tennessee teaches on "Fortress Dads, Stepdads, Grandfathers, Uncles, and Mentors."

The Voice Of GO(r)D podcast is very happy to bring you the self proclaimed ‘King of Content', the Doer of The Work™️, lawyer, historian, marketing guru, prolific writer, and former co-host of the What's Left? podcast, Mr Oliver Bateman. Oliver encouraged me to start this Substack and is one of many who told me I should start a podcast - he has always been very encouraging of this project, and has served as a great inspiration and adviser to me over the years, and I am very happy to get him on the show and get him to you. We centered our conversation on our fathers, as Oliver's Dad looms large in his work, both as a man of size and as a philosophical driving force behind Oliver's work. We end up meandering around a number of different stories, including those of our Grandfathers services - mine driving a Sherman tank in Europe and then trucks across Canada, and Oliver's being a submariner in the US Navy during World War 2, with these family histories ultimately animating everything we do and discuss here on the show. Oliver is everywhere - https://www.oliverbateman.com/https://oliverbatemandoesthework.substack.com/https://x.com/MoustacheClubUShttps://www.instagram.com/oliverleebateman/?hl=enClick here for a list of everything he has ever written - and he is everywhere - MEL Magazine, UnHerd, The Ringer, RealClear Politics, The Washington Examiner, Splice Today, American Greatness, WaPo, American Affairs Journal, The Spectator, VICE, Compact, you name it, he's probably written for them. https://www.oliverbateman.com/bibliographyAs we discussed on the show, one of Oliver's most recent must reads, on the Everyman embodied in Norm from Cheers, and the man who made him - https://oliverbatemandoesthework.substack.com/p/the-work-of-pouring-one-out-for-aA couple of my favorites of his Work - A critique of social media and what it is doing to us - https://americanaffairsjournal.org/2023/05/anti-social-media-a-modest-proposal-for-significant-restraint/On the siloing of our elites and how calls for censorship are meant only to re-enforce the ear plugs which prevent them from hearing the issues of the masses - https://amgreatness.com/2020/12/13/our-coddled-elites-and-all-the-pain-they-cant-feel/Satire at both the expense of AI and its pimps, and the baser elements of human behavior - https://www.splicetoday.com/digital/resist-the-ai-overlords-at-all-costs'An Ode to the CFL' -https://www.washingtonexaminer.com/magazine-life-arts/3080999/an-ode-to-canadian-football/And as we discussed in the show, Oliver's grandfather served on a US Navy Submarine, and Oliver published his diary of The Life Aquatic here - https://oliverbatemandoesthework.substack.com/p/the-work-of-a-world-war-ii-submarineThanks for listening!As mentioned in the intro, I am writing a book on the fate of the North American Trucker in 2025, which you can read about here - If you are of means and want to chip in to help me see it through - https://www.givesendgo.com/EndOfTheRoadAs always, questions, comments, suggestions, corrections and Hate Mail are always welcomed and strongly encouraged - gordilocks@protonmail.comThanks for listening - this show is mostly a gift for my fellow truckers, and it would be awfully nice if you passed it around to any truckers you might know or anyone else who likes podcasts - word of mouth is the best marketing, and I appreciate it greatly.

Started the week with the latest updates in the Iran-Israel war, and then talked about the terrible plane crash in India with a lone survivor. Plus, S. Korea warms towards N. Korea, Austria school shooting, Los Angeles immigration riots, Sierra Leone monkeypox outbreak, and a guy in New Zealand swept up in a child porn case videoed himself committing incest with his 80 year old grandfather. Music: The Beach Boys/"Sloop John B"

Is This the Most Twisted Family Mystery in New England? The Mysterious Deaths Surrounding Nathan Carman.

Recorded by Stephanie Colwell for Poem-a-Day, a series produced by the Academy of American Poets. Published on June 10, 2025. ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.poets.org

Have you ever felt a connection to someone you've never met? In this haunting episode, a storyteller recalls growing up feeling inexplicably close to their late grandfather—someone they never had the chance to meet in life. At first, the experiences were subtle—comforting feelings, an occasional shadow in their peripheral vision, a presence they felt watching over them. But as they got older, those feelings shifted from comforting to unnerving. The shadows became clearer, more pronounced, and soon the presence wasn't just watching, it was interacting. Can a family member's spirit become much darker, or is another entity masquerading as a loved one?

Have you ever felt a connection to someone you've never met? In this haunting episode, a storyteller recalls growing up feeling inexplicably close to their late grandfather—someone they never had the chance to meet in life. At first, the experiences were subtle—comforting feelings, an occasional shadow in their peripheral vision, a presence they felt watching over them. But as they got older, those feelings shifted from comforting to unnerving. The shadows became clearer, more pronounced, and soon the presence wasn't just watching, it was interacting. Can a family member's spirit become much darker, or is another entity masquerading as a loved one?

When consumers can get AI-generated designs completely customized to their needs, what does this mean for the future of brands and the customer experience? I have two guests on my show today: one is the founder of one of the world's most iconic shoe brands, and the other is the co-creator of the first AI-designed commercial shoe. Today we're going to talk about what it takes to innovate and grow a brand and how things are both similar—and different since Reebok launched its brand in 1960, and now Syntilay brings a whole new era of AI-based design to the market. To help me discuss this topic, I'd like to welcome Joe Foster, the founder of Reebok and Ben Weiss, the CEO of Syntilay. About Joe FosterJoe founded Reebok in 1958 with his late brother Jeff, following their family heritage back to 1895. Joe's Grandfather, also Joseph W Foster, pioneered the spiked running shoe and famously made shoes for the Worlds best athletes of the early 20th century, with World records and Olympics Gold Medals.Wearing (pumps) made by J W Foster & Sons Ltd, Harold Abrahams and Eric Liddell won Olympic Gold Medals in the 1928 Paris Olympics and were immortalised in the film ‘Chariots of Fire'.With Reebok they followed in his footsteps, with Olympic, Commonwealth and European medals and World record breaking performances, represented now by the range of Reebok Classics. About Ben WeissBen is building the future of sneakers, shoes designed with Artificial Intelligence that are entirely 3D printed, accompanied by an excellent team and set of advisors including the legendary Reebok Founder, Joe Foster, original Shark Tank Shark, Kevin Harrington, and others. He hosts the business podcast, LegendsNLeaders, which breaks down the steps it truly takes to become successful and have a positive impact in the world. The podcast has featured outstanding guests like Kevin O'Leary, Shark Tank Shark, Howie Mandel, Steve Madden, Miss Universe, R'Bonney Nola, and has been viewed in the millions. RESOURCES Syntilay: https://www.syntilay.com/ https://www.syntilay.com/ The Agile Brand podcast is brought to you by TEKsystems. Learn more here: https://www.teksystems.com/versionnextnow Catch the future of e-commerce at eTail Boston, August 11-14, 2025. Register now: https://bit.ly/etailboston and use code PARTNER20 for 20% off for retailers and brandsOnline Scrum Master Summit is happening June 17-19. This 3-day virtual event is open for registration. Visit www.osms25.com and get a 25% discount off Premium All-Access Passes with the code osms25agilebrandDon't Miss MAICON 2025, October 14-16 in Cleveland - the event bringing together the brights minds and leading voices in AI. Use Code AGILE150 for $150 off registration. Go here to register: https://bit.ly/agile150Shoe Maker by Joe Foster: https://www.jwfosterheritage.com/shop-online/p/ohi30b1x63ghyj2him04suqx1ju4z5 Connect with Greg on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/gregkihlstromDon't miss a thing: get the latest episodes, sign up for our newsletter and more: https://www.theagilebrand.showCheck out The Agile Brand Guide website with articles, insights, and Martechipedia, the wiki for marketing technology: https://www.agilebrandguide.com The Agile Brand is produced by Missing Link—a Latina-owned strategy-driven, creatively fueled production co-op. From ideation to creation, they craft human connections through intelligent, engaging and informative content. https://www.missinglink.company

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On the morning of August 26, 1986, a cyclist in New York's Central Park discovered the body eighteen-year-old Jennifer Levin. Among other things, Levin had been strangled, there were superficial injuries on her face, and her shirt was pulled up. Later, the medical examiner reported that Jennifer had died only about an hour before she was discovered.It didn't take long for investigators to find Levin's assailant, after several patrons at a nearby bar reported seeing her with a man the night before. That man turned out to be nineteen-year-old Robert Chambers Jr., a privileged members of New York's Upper East Side high society. At first, Chambers denied having anything to do with the murder, but soon changed his story and claimed Levin had died during consensual “rough sex” initiated by Levin herself.Nicknamed the “The Preppy Killer” by the press, a reference to his good looks and obvious privilege, Chambers' trial became a media circus. Over the course of more than a year, people around the country watched as the defense tried—and with the help of the press, succeeded—to put the responsibility for Levin's murder on the victim, emphasizing her sexual history and manner of dress, among other things. Thank you to the Incredible Dave White of Bring Me the Axe Podcast for research and Writing support!ReferencesAssociated Press. 1994. "Central park killer is denied parole again." New York Times, December 23: B4.—. 1997. "Chambers says he is a 'political pawn'." New York Times, Janaury 10: 28.—. 2003. "In statement, Chambers says he regrets his actions." New York Times, February 14: B3.—. 1996. "Parole again denied in '86 killing in park." New York Times, December 17: B2.Freedman, Samuel. 1986. "Darkness beneath the glitter: life of suspect in park slaying." New York Times, August 28: 1.Fried, Joseph. 1986. "Chambers gives not guilty plea in park slaying." New York Times, September 23: B2.Hevesi, Dennis. 1988. "Grandfather faults tactics in park trial." New York Times, March 27: 32.Johnson, Kirk. 1988. "Chambers case turning on truth of confession." New York Times, Janaury 18: B3.—. 1988. "Chambers, with jury at impasse, admits 1st degree manslaughter." New York Times, March 26: 1.Nix, Crystal. 1986. "Slain woman found in park; suspect seized." New York Times, August 27: B1.Raab, Selwyn. 1986. "Lawyer weighs plea of insanity in park slaying." New York Times, August 30: 29.Rimer, Sara. 1986. "Slaying's notoriety touches young crowd on 'the circuit'." New York Times, August 29: 1.Stone, Michael. 1986. "East side story." New York Magazine, November 10.Sullivan, Ronald. 1988. "Chambers gets 5 to 15 years and offers apology in court." New York Times, April 16: 33.Taubman, Bryna. 1988. The Preppy Murder Trial. New York, NY: St. Martin's Press.Today Show. 2016. "Dubbed by the press as 'The Preppy Killer,' Robert Chambers pleaded guilty." Today Show, 01 01.Worth, Robert. 2003. "Robert Chambers to be freed after serving maximumu in 1986 killing." New York Times, February 13: B3.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.