
Every Christmas since 1952 the US Air Force has airdropped gifts over the islands of Micronesia, making it the oldest ongoing Department of Defense mission and the longest running humanitarian airlift in the world. source
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The first of December was a wintry day…and the year seemed getting ready for its death.


“Against all authority… Except my mom”
This is too pure
Alignment: Chaotic*.
* conditions apply
Thank you for writing in! I love messages! First off, we haven’t heard John’s perspective yet, in fact he hasn’t had a chance to really express that much in the face of all sorts of things like extra older Sherlocks, house arrest, concerns about his friends and family, being interrogated by Mycroft’s men, and the fact that everyone keeps telling him he’s apparently dead in this universe.
Even keeping in mind that Other John’s chapter hasn’t been posted yet, it is super common for family members to look like each other. My own mother sometimes can’t tell the difference between pictures of my niece and myself as children. My sister even accidentally gave her the haircut I had at the same age, oops. And children are often the spitting image of their parents. At this point Other John’s probably more concerned about the fact he
somehow
sired giant gangly Byronic gingers than producing a tiny grumpy jumper-child.
I appreciate your message, keep thinking critically and keep asking questions!
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