romeo lima tango whiskey

She absofuckinlutely is. And, my hand to God, she absofuckinlutely WILL be. She is, also, "always all ways," my DLG and my beloved Ali.

Me: the rubbing, the kneading, the spitting...

"Follow your dreams; you can reach your goals. I'm living proof. Beefcake. BEEFCAKE!" - IYKYK

Brilliant idea.

July 6, 1936, Route 66, New Mexico. This is Martha Evans, 32. She had been walking for three days. Her husband died of tuberculosis in Oklahoma in May. The farm was foreclosed. She took the six kids and a Radio Flyer wagon and started west for California. The twins in the wagon were 11 months old. The boys walking were 6, 5, 4, and 3. Her dress was torn on barbed wire. Her leg was cut and infected. She wrapped it with a feed sack. She had $1.60 in her pocket. A photographer from the Resettlement Administration saw them and pulled over. He offered her a ride. She said no. She said if she took a ride now, the kids would expect one every time they were tired. She gave him her name and kept walking. The photo ran in newspapers across the country. Donations came to a PO box in Barstow. She got $200 and a bus ticket. She made it to Bakersfield and picked grapes. All six kids lived. Three went to college. Martha died in 1978. The wagon is in the Smithsonian

As an immigrant, then soldier, then historian turned history teacher, and lastly citizen, this is one of the most MURICA things I've seen.