Patriot_Jake
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Patriot_Jake

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My Latest Podcast Is Now Available: I named it Authenticity... I hope you can enjoy it I am still battling the mic:Here is the link to my latest podcast:

https://rumble.com/v5k1qcd-the-rant-ep-260-authenticity.html?e9s=src_v1_upp

My latest podcast is now up!!!!

Folks Please Be Sure to read the top in the description especially the warning on this podcast... and probably the next one as well... Thanks...

You can view the podcast here:

https://rumble.com/v5gj3bx-the-rant-ep-248-the-pink-stuff.html?e9s=src_v1_upp

Mary Had A Little Lamb---- Here is a great version....

The Rant-EP 246- Are You Kidding Me Is now available here;

https://rumble.com/v5fqxnh-the-rant-ep-246-are-you-kidding-me.html

Here is a new podcast for you all... I named it What Did You Say? You can see it here...

https://rumble.com/v5fiw1h-the-rant-ep-245-what-did-you-say.html

Here is my latest Podcast for you all...

https://rumble.com/v5e3l6d-the-rant-ep-242-did-you-know.html

Please take a moment to follow me on Rumble as it helps me move up there...

Happy Labor Day Ohana.... Here is my labor Day Hystory video for you all...

https://rumble.com/v5deg6t-the-rant-ep-240-what-is-labor-day.html

Here is my latest Podcast... Looking forward to your comments

You can view it here:

https://rumble.com/v5ba9hg-the-rant-ep-237-lets-talk-reality.html

My latest podcast in now available...

It is a very short one only 19:30 but it covers it from what i have available...

https://rumble.com/v5b4q8l-the-rant-ep-235-here-we-go-again.html

This is A good vid to help wake up those that need it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reXi0C1JoHo

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My latest Podcast is now available....

Thanks for your support all....

https://rumble.com/v59nr1o-the-rant-ep-227-stop-the-steal.html

My latest podcast is now available.... Please let me know how the sound is now
I did a newer podcast mic for this one and dumped all the gain from it... i then turned the master volume down while i recorded it to eliminate the background noise and lastly I boosted the recording sound on the video so you could here it clearly.... I look forward to your input...
Here is my latest podcast...

https://rumble.com/v57jsd0-the-rant-ep-216-did-you-know.html

Forwarded by an acquaintance,
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

'Oh, you're such a good boy,’ she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good boy,’ she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.’
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice.. ‘The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said.
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~ THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
At the bottom of this great story was a request to forward this - I deleted that request because if you have read to this point, you won't have to be asked to pass it along you just will...
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.

Here it is folks laid out in plain site for us all..