In Memoriam: Charlie Kirk
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It is with a heavy heart that we confirm that Charles James Kirk has been murdered by a gunshot that took place during Turning Point USA’s “The American Comeback Tour” campus event at Utah Valley University on September 10, 2025. May he be received into the merciful arms of our loving Savior, who suffered and died for Charlie. We ask that everyone keep his family and loved ones in your prayers. – The Turning Point USA Family |
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‘I will never let your legacy die’ – Charlie Kirk’s widow gives tearful address after shooting
Watch: Charlie Kirk’s widow Erika makes first public statement since deadly shooting
Charlie Kirk’s widow, Erika, has given a tearful address in which she thanked first responders for trying to save her husband’s life after he was fatally shot on a Utah university campus.
In a livestream, standing beside her husband’s empty chair that he used during podcast tapings, she quoted the Bible and spoke about his love for President Donald Trump, Vice-President JD Vance, the US and the couple’s two children.
Kirk, a 31-year-old right-wing activist, was shot dead on Wednesday during an open-air speaking event in Orem. His suspected killer, Tyler Robinson, was arrested on Thursday night after surrendering to police.
In her remarks, Mrs Kirk pledged: “My husband’s voice will remain.”
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STATE OF THE UNION
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Dad, are we pyromaniacs? Yes, we arson.
She was only a moonshiner’s daughter, but I miss her still.
What do you call a pig with laryngitis? Disgruntled.
Why do bees stay in their hives during winter? Swarm.
Just so everyone is clear, I’m going to put my glasses on.
A commander walks into a bar and orders everyone around.
I lost my job as a stage designer. I left without making a scene.
Never buy flowers from a monk. Only you can prevent florist friars.
How much did the pirate pay to get his ears pierced? A buccaneer.
I once worked at a cheap pizza shop to get by. I kneaded the dough.
My friends and I have named our band ‘Duvet’. It’s a cover band.
I lost my girlfriend’s audio book, and now I’ll never hear the end of it.
Why is ‘dark’ spelled with a k and not c? Because you can’t “c” in the dark.
Why is it unwise to share your secrets with a clock? Well, time will tell.
When I told my contractor I didn’t want carpeted steps, they gave me a blank stare.
Bono and The Edge walk into a Dublin bar and the bartender says, “Oh no, not U2 again.
Scientists got together to study the effects of alcohol on a person’s walk, and the result was staggering.
I’m trying to organize a hide and seek tournament, but good players are really hard to find.
I got over my addiction to chocolate, marshmallows, and nuts. I won’t lie, it was a rocky road.
What do you say to comfort a friend who’s struggling with grammar? There, their, they’re.
I went to the toy store and asked the assistant where the Schwarzenegger dolls are and he replied, “Aisle B, back.”
What did the surgeon say to the patient who insisted on closing up their own incision? Suture self.
I’ve started telling everyone about the benefits of eating dried grapes. It’s all about raisin
On the morning of 9-11 I received a call deploying me to Ground Zero New York. After the first 24 hours no live rescues. After that it was all about body recovery. Since then many of us have suffered health challenges and many have died as a result of our service there, but knowing what I know today I would proudly do it all over again if asked. Lest we forget!
At the bottom of this photo, Ladder 118 crosses the Brooklyn Bridge on the morning of September 11, 2001 — heading straight into the unfolding nightmare at the World Trade Center.
None of the firefighters aboard would return.
This image captures their final moments, a silent testament to their courage. Just minutes later, they gave everything in the line of duty.
The heroes of Ladder 118:
Vernon Cherry, 49
Leon Smith, 48
Robert Regan, 45
Pete Vega, 36
Joey Agnello, 35
Scott Davidson, 33
They ran toward danger while others fled. We must keep our promise to never forget — their bravery, their sacrifice, their legacy.
C’ya
L.Pyle#1621