I spent much of today at a senior expo. No, I don't qualify for AARP yet! I was helping to man a booth of the local chapter of Guide Dogs for the Blind. Basically that meant that we let people pet the "career change" dog we had with us--one who had gone through the training, but proved to be just a bit too energetic to be a working guide dog, and so is now a pet for the family who raised her. We visited with the seniors who stopped by to pet the dog, heard about their wonderful dogs, and, thanks to cell phone cameras, even saw photos of dogs. Several people did express interest in the organization, and we handed out some fliers and business cards.
One man really made an impression on me, though. He quietly reached across the informational handouts to a stack of envelopes on the back of the table, grabbed one, stuck some money in it, and then handed the envelope back, saying: "Saves me a stamp." I thanked him, and he was gone. I have no idea what his experience with Guide Dogs for the Blind is. We were not actively soliciting donations; in fact, his was the only donation all day. His action, though, got me to thinking about the people I know who quietly donate.
Thankful thought of the day: Thanks for donors. "Anonymous" has my admiration.
One man really made an impression on me, though. He quietly reached across the informational handouts to a stack of envelopes on the back of the table, grabbed one, stuck some money in it, and then handed the envelope back, saying: "Saves me a stamp." I thanked him, and he was gone. I have no idea what his experience with Guide Dogs for the Blind is. We were not actively soliciting donations; in fact, his was the only donation all day. His action, though, got me to thinking about the people I know who quietly donate.
Thankful thought of the day: Thanks for donors. "Anonymous" has my admiration.
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