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Gentlemen, you are sweet.
It is a good lesson for us to learn. All of us, really, because I think the people who donated were affected, too.
Gentlemen, you are sweet.
It is a good lesson for us to learn. All of us, really, because I think the people who donated were affected, too.
I always put money in the kettles, but even more importantly, my son, who's autistic, also puts money because "they do stuff for people with real problems".
We rang bells for Salvation Army earlier tonight. It was 19 degrees F, blowing snow, wind gusts of up to 40 MPH, not sure of the wind chill but basically just cold as hell.
Jesus. Can barely type.
It was a tough group of students who hung on with me for the entire time. Too cold to play instruments, we sang and danced to CDs of holiday music, did Thriller again, did the dance from last year's show and tried to stay warm.
Handwarmers didn't do dick. Footwarmers, either.
Once finally home, I took the longest, hottest bath I could and still felt chilled. My face looks sunburnt, my fingertips sting, my toes and calves ache.
And I was well-prepared for the weather. It was just that cold.
Oh - the point? There was a point here.
Donations to Salvation Army.
Well, to my surprise, the store was hugely busy tonight, even with the cold. There were many people rushing in and rushing out. Hurry, hurry, hurry.
But - I lost count of the number of people who, after they left the store, backtracked just to put money in the kettle.
Despite the rotten weather tonight, the horrible economy, the stressful time of year, their crazy busy lives, these people found the money to give to complete strangers.
And they also managed smiles. We evoked smiles out of damn near everyone who went past our rowdy, crazy, freezing bunch of kids.
Sappy, yes?
Well, perhaps it's just the cold.
But I got my first real taste of holiday spirit tonight. And it tastes good.
(We're ringing bells again tomorrow.)