Tiffany:)

Mostly Hockey Post with some Bulls, Cubs and Hawkeyes mixed in.

jaybeagles:

Ryan O’Reilly, Matt Hunwick, and John Mitchell have a blast at the Avs Charity Brunch.

humansofnewyork: This man was driving me across Tehran yesterday, when I learned that he’d lived for 8 years in America— incidentally on the same STREET as me in Georgia.  He first crossed into the United States from Mexico— paying $1,500 to be transported across the border. He wanted to go to University and be a dentist, but learned that the idea of America was much more bountiful than the reality. He worked at a factory job for 8 years, without ever being able to get a drivers license. He wasn’t able to find a foothold in society. After 9/11, he said things got much tougher for Middle Eastern immigrants. “I had a great passion for the American people,” he said. “When 9/11 happened, I had no money, so instead I gave my blood.” Five years ago he spent a night in jail for driving without a license. He decided he was tired of being nervous all the time, and he went all out for a green card. When he was turned down, he returned to Iran.  His fee for a 45 minute taxi ride across Tehran was only $6. I paid him the rate he’d have received in America, and asked for his photograph. He was the kind of man I most admire. The kind that realizes you get one shot at life, and risks everything to make the best of it. I was sorry it didn’t work out for him. “It was my destiny,” he said. He didn’t sound like he believed his own words though. “Are you married?” I asked. “Yes. I met my wife when I returned to Iran.” “Well there you go,” I said.  As I prepared to take his photograph, he made one request: “Don’t photograph me with the taxi,” he said, “it’s a low class job.”  “It’s not a low class job,” I said. “It’s the job of people who take huge risks so their children can be lawyers and surgeons.” (Tehran, Iran)

humansofnewyork:

This man was driving me across Tehran yesterday, when I learned that he’d lived for 8 years in America— incidentally on the same STREET as me in Georgia. 

He first crossed into the United States from Mexico— paying $1,500 to be transported across the border. He wanted to go to University and be a dentist, but learned that the idea of America was much more bountiful than the reality. He worked at a factory job for 8 years, without ever being able to get a drivers license. He wasn’t able to find a foothold in society. After 9/11, he said things got much tougher for Middle Eastern immigrants. “I had a great passion for the American people,” he said. “When 9/11 happened, I had no money, so instead I gave my blood.”

Five years ago he spent a night in jail for driving without a license. He decided he was tired of being nervous all the time, and he went all out for a green card. When he was turned down, he returned to Iran. 

His fee for a 45 minute taxi ride across Tehran was only $6. I paid him the rate he’d have received in America, and asked for his photograph. He was the kind of man I most admire. The kind that realizes you get one shot at life, and risks everything to make the best of it. I was sorry it didn’t work out for him.

“It was my destiny,” he said. He didn’t sound like he believed his own words though.

“Are you married?” I asked.

“Yes. I met my wife when I returned to Iran.”

“Well there you go,” I said. 

As I prepared to take his photograph, he made one request: “Don’t photograph me with the taxi,” he said, “it’s a low class job.” 

“It’s not a low class job,” I said. “It’s the job of people who take huge risks so their children can be lawyers and surgeons.”

(Tehran, Iran)

kll:

briouxbabs:

Oh ok it’s a photo of Jake

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It makes me laugh. It’s so defiant. Like it didn’t want to be on HIS head anymore.

Alf ALFA!

speakslow13:

Twenty years ago today, Manon Rhéaume became the first (and only) woman to play in an NHL exhibition game.

(via sheercompulsion)

humansofnewyork: I discovered a man standing off to the side of a Good Friday procession in Washington Heights. He was cradling a framed photograph. “My grandfather loved to watch this,” he said. “I’m here in his honor.”

humansofnewyork:

I discovered a man standing off to the side of a Good Friday procession in Washington Heights. He was cradling a framed photograph. “My grandfather loved to watch this,” he said. “I’m here in his honor.”