Many years ago my local Sam’s Club had the same S/A bell ringer year after year. I always dropped in a few bucks and wished him a Merry Christmas.
One year he and I got to talking. He actually lived 75 miles away in Austin. But came to San Antonio to volunteer for the Salvation Army. I asked him why? He said this is where they needed him and he was happy to meet friends like me again every year.
Then he told me the story of how Salvation Army saved his life. How they rescued him from a life of drug and alcohol dependency.
Donate to the Salvation Army. I know I do.
The following winter he decided to come back to Michigan with no place to stay and only enough money to buy a bus ticket. One of our group picked him up at the bus station in downtown Detroit and since Jimmy had no place to stay, he was taken to the Salvation Army downtown where he was allowed to stay for a week. All he did was complain about them, one of the complaints being they did not allow him to wear a cap inside their facility...........
He's a worthless POS who has never thanked any of us for all the generosity he has been extended. And that includes the several guys he depends on to pick him up and bring him to softball and then take him home to the senior center where he lives.