Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
A few years back, we confabbed with our loved ones and decided that we wouldn’t exchange Christmas gifts anymore. It was a pain to pack things up and ship them hither and yon, and usually we didn’t quite hit the mark as to what to give everyone. Who needs another garish sweater, really (especially when picked out by someone else)? Who really needs a Chipotle gift card, at the end of the day?
What we chose to do instead was give money to whatever charitable entity fulfilled our sense of good and right. My wife and I went with the local food bank, so that the money we gave would have a real effect in our own community. Someone else might pick pet rescues or medical causes, but the main point was always: stop spending money on flimsy Old Navy clothing and do something to help someone else.
So here’s a place where you can find a food bank in your area. Think about it. Tell Uncle Fritz that you fed a few people instead of buying him a pair of battery-powered camping socks.
Merry Christmas, all.