It was volunteer time today at a makeshift food giveaway. More people are showing up and the same or smaller donation is being divided into smaller portions.
On the plus side people are opening up about their needs. Met a man today who moved into a storage shed which he and friends furnished with others cast offs. He works 24 hours a week for about 7.45/hr and has a $40/week child support bill and no vehicle. Fortunately, he can walk to work and the weather here is better than trudging through a snowstorm.
I asked him if there was anything else he needed because we have things in our storage shed destined for a yard sale. He looked at me and said, "A friend or two would be nice."
He wasn't whining about his circumstances and doesn't look like he just came off a month long drunk in the gutter.
Another couple overheard us and they joined the conversation. A few minutes later they were inviting one another to sit by the campfire some night. One plays harmonica and one an old "gee-tar."
George came to the food give away with me just to meet a few people and get out of the house. He was quiet driving home and I asked, "what's on your mind."
He said, "I see now why you volunteer. I also see that we're better off then some and more like others."
When we arrived home he began pulling things out of the shed and said next week we'll just open our trunk and ask if anyone needs any of it.
Imagine, the poor helping the poor.