Giving is the one thing that makes me feel good.
When I was a kid, we had a neighbor who didn’t have a car and rode his bike 12 miles every day collecting pop cans. Every winter Grandpa would throw together a box of Venison and leave it at the end of his driveway.
I asked grandpa once why he was giving this stuff away to a bum. Grandpa explained that they grew up together and Pete had always been there to help him and had fallen on rough times. Pete wouldn’t openly accept anything so Grandpa would just leave it at the end of his driveway.
I will never forget that gesture. – Lindsey