They Gave What They Had
In the beginning of the pandemic I wanted to do something to help others. I had volunteered in some capacity since I was fifteen years old when I read to people who were blind. I saw an opportunity when our town formed a Covid Response Team. I was ready.
My first job was to pick up fabric from someone and take it to a nearby town where a group of ladies made cloth masks for nursing home personnel since any masks were hard to find. I met one of the ladies in a mall parking lot and was touched that she was busy with small children but wanted to share her skills with others. I drove away with a feeling of hope.
My second job was to pick up feed bags from a farmer’s wife. She donated them so that we could fill them with groceries for whoever needed them. There were pickup spots along roads and small enclosures with canned goods and health and beauty aids for anyone to anonymously take when needed. I drove away again with a feeling of hope.
In the midst of uncertainty, there are always the helpers. Mr. Roger’s told us to look for them. I easily found them and was inspired by their selfless acts, their random acts of kindnesses. I’ll never forget them.