I remember in my 20s years ago I passed out GOP flyers at a train station west of Chicago. An older man with white hair walked up to me to volunteer to help and he did until the last commuter train going into the city. I later found out he was a survivor of the Bataan Death March in western Luzon during WW2. I never forgot that. If he could take time after all he had done for our country to help me, I should never hesitate to pitch in when I can.