Donate to Forgotten Angels…

…through the Salvation Army.

When I was younger, me and my Dad (my Mom sometimes too) would do a volunteer day during the Holiday Season at the Salvation Army. I was a present runner and my dad loaded the present and boxes of food into cars. It was pretty fun but also sad. Sometimes, people would come to pick up presents for their kids and turns out no one had picked them off one the trees in the mall. In that case, you would go over to the generic age bins and pick something for them (closest match to what they wanted). Then you would go pick them out an outfit. One day I saw a whole freaking box of forgotten angels! It made me so sad. Now you can donate from a wish list of gifts for these forgotten angels. You don’t even need to go shopping! You can order it online (Walmart is the only option which is my favorite but whatever it doesn’t matter). Walmart also gives a small discount on your donation/gift purchase, which is great. You can go to the Salvation Army website and pick your region (or any region) and go to their wish list and buy a few things for the forgotten angels. Here is the link for SoCal ( I just bought a few things and got in and out for under $35 with no hassle. I hope the kid that get them enjoys what I picked out. I encourage you to help out today. I know Salvation Army isn’t everyone’s favorite – there are several places to make a similar donation. Do what you can! No $ No problem. Go volunteer for a day. I promise you will feel better for it. It’s a memory I cherish and think of every single year.

Father’s Day

After my Mother’s Day post I thought really hard about what I wanted to say in this Father’s Day post. I was hoping to have a male guest writer to give some perspective on this day but since that didn’t happen I am going to give you a bit of what I have observed then a little bit about my father.

Yesterday I overheard a group of adults talking about Father’s Day versus Mother’s Day. The men were commenting how Mother’s Day is a huge celebrating while Father’s Day is just a BBQ. The women then commented that they would love a beach BBQ and joked about switching. As someone working for the public and creating programming for the public these two days have always been given their equal due; one was never more planned for then the other. What do you think?

Happy Father’s Day to my Dad! Honestly, my dad is one of the greatest Dad’s and certainly was meant to be mine. I do believe you are matched with certain people in your life and my Dad was meant to be my Dad. When I wanted to go into museum work he was full supportive and told me I could do it with the right perspective and sacrifices. When I presented my thesis paper he was the only person from my family to attend. This means he sat through a whole presentation about an evaluation on museum volunteer programs – a subject he had little to no interest in. But he was there anyway, asking questions, clapping, and telling me how well I did at the end. That’s my Dad in a nutshell – always, always there. Thanks for holding me up since 1985!

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