A LOVE THAT NEVER D!ES: At Charlie Kirk’s funeral, the chapel was silent, heavy with farewell and reverence. When George Strait rose, the room stilled — every eye followed him as he walked slowly to the front, his black hat in hand, his heart heavy with respect. He stood beside Charlie’s casket, not just mourning a friend but honoring a man whose fire had shaped a movement. – vidsss
Introduction The chapel in Phoenix, Arizona, was filled with an air so heavy it felt...