Give for Their Children

My mother said her parents always made them donate to the American Red Cross. She made us do it, too.

During the Civil War, her grandfather, a Confederate soldier, was trapped in a wrecked train. After a couple of days, the Red Cross showed up, found him, and freed him. Had they not been there, he'd have died, and I wouldn't be blogging tonight.

By coincidence, my mother and her family are from Louisiana. I donated (through Amazon) today.

With the money, the Red Cross will save people whose great-grandchildren will be doing something, 150 years from now, that we can't even imagine. But there will still be disasters. And there will still be a Red Cross.

Give if you can.