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Working to Support my Volunteer Habits

I volunteer with several different organizations.  I often remark that,  “I work to support my volunteer habits.”

After this past weekend and seeing the images from the devastating tornadoes in Oklahoma,  only miles from my sister-in-law,  niece and her family,  there is no question “why” I volunteer.

Disasters bring out the best in human kindness and the worst in greedy people as well.  

There are two main layers to responding to disasters…. First,  respond to the immediate need of shelter,  food,  water,  clothing (baby diapers,  formula).. And the American Red Cross is there.   Prepared,  ready to deploy with trained volunteers. Setting up shelters,  feeding,  asking the difficult questions,  and making sure the immediate needs are taken care of.   http://www.redcross.org

The salvation army,  Baptist Men’s units and several other rapid response organizations are also making their way to staging area to lend helping hands during the aftermath of the tornadoes.  Local animal rescues have stepped up to provide food, emergency shelter and water for those animals displaced from their homes.

First responders, search and rescue workers are right now, searching for survivors. The local Home Depot in Moore, OK has even started receiving pets.

La Quinta Inn chain hotels has a pet friendly policy bit this is one of the first chains to be booked during an emergency. Best Western and Motel 6 chains have restrictions on pets and charge a daily surcharge.

The first phase of emergency response, food, shelter, water… Is especially important if you have babies.
The Infant Crisis Services organization is located in Oklahoma City and is accepting donations. Go to http://www.infantcrisis.org for drop-off information. Follow their instructions for packaging and shipping boxes of formula and bottles.

Phase 2 of emergency response is clean-up… After the news crews go home, families return to what is left of their homes, and pick up the pieces. Many of the families in Oklahoma will be in shelters for weeks or temporary housing for longer. Their homes are gone.

So when people ask, “why do you volunteer? ” I just smile and think about a time, a long time ago, when I was 6 years old and our house burned. I didn’t know that it was a disaster… I just knew that I stayed home from school, was told to play outside and out of the way of the cleanup while charred furniture was brought outside and I played on the swing that hung from the oak tree.

We had family and neighbors who helped. Be that neighbor, that friend. Don’t wait for a disaster to hit to become involved. http://www.umcor.org/UMCOR/relief-supplies

~Janet

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Why I Volunteer with the American Red Cross

When I was 14, my mother handed me over to the local American Red Cross chapter executive and said, “I can’t help with the bloodmobile today, but you can have my daughter… she’s tall for her age; if anyone asks, she’s 15. Janet, do everything you’re told and they’ll make sure you get home later.”

That was 27 years ago and since that time, I’ve remained a volunteer through many facets of the Red Cross. Wednesday & Thursday, two National Guard units returned home from Afghanistan and Kuwait after a year of active duty. Since I work near the location where they would be welcomed home, I could spare a few hours of my personal time from work during lunch to help make posters with the families while they waited.

I rearranged a few meetings and drove to the Armory. It’s funny. On Wednesday, a lady that I recognized walked up to me and said, “I am so glad to see you, how’s your brother?” I couldn’t remember her name, then I realized, she was someone I’d grown up with and her son was part of the unit coming home. For the rest of the hour, I sat with a man who drove down from another county and just wanted to talk. He told me that he didn’t need a sign, that he would be glad to have his son home.

Thursday, I took my camera, not just my cell phone camera. A different unit arrived and a “motorcycle gang” of veterans set out flags lining the road, to welcome home the 875th Engineering unit. Most of these family members were as nervous as cats in a room full of rocking chairs. Some had posters and some did not. They were grateful for my offer to write “Welcome Home …” and then told me the name to write at the bottom. The three other volunteers (Max, Alex and William) told me that they were glad that I showed up, because they didn’t have pretty handwriting but they were great at giving out snacks and bottles of water.

My favorite part of the hour was when a little boy named David walked up to me and said, “My Daddy is coming home and I don’t have a poster.” So I made a poster and David decorated it. I asked him if his dad would recognize him after a year and he nodded. He then told me that they were going to go fishing and four-wheeling. More families arrived and the excitement grew. I can’t remember how many other posters I made, but that doesn’t matter. I almost cried.

In my 26 years volunteering with Red Cross, I’ve seen a lot and I’ve heard a lot. I’ve sent a lot of messages for the military… death verifications, birth notifications, requests to come home for illness and the distressed calls from parents during wartime… Volunteering with the Red Cross, I’ve handed out bottles of water, packs of crackers and meals (some from my own kitchen).

Yesterday’s Welcome Home and seeing little David run into his Dad’s arms … that made that 2 a.m. call from a drunk asking if I could teach him First Aid all worth it.

Hearing David tell me “I busted my dady’s lip when I hugged him” made it worth that 3 a.m. call from the fire department asking me to dispatch a disaster team.

Seeing the motorcycle veterans line up with flags to honor their fellow soldiers in a way that they were never welcomed home made me proud and made it worth the night of the ice storm in 2002 when I answered 148 calls for Mecklenburg County (when I live in Lincoln County … and I was on call for Greater Carolinas at the time & I didn’t have power either).

Welcome Home 875th & 882nd. Thank you for Serving.

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Mía and the wonderful world of “Kitty Caps”

On Halloween night, a tail-less kitten landed in our recycling bin.  I took it to the vet a few days later and “Bob” was actually “Mía”.  Seems that I can tell you the gender of puppies, but not kittens. 

Mía was scheduled to be spayed in December and by then, she completed her mission of charming Jim and found a warm spot to sleep at night.

Our vet’s office staff fell in love with Mía, saying that she is One of the sweetest kittens they’ve ever met.  She awoke from anestesia purring and wanting attention.  Keeping her calm for 10 days post-op was a challenge.  Now, she is completely healed, running at full speed and is growing like a weed. 

Her claws have become like light saber razor blades.  We refuse to declaw her; she has great hunting potential and she must pull her own weight.  Until the spring, while she spends most time indoors, we must also protect our hands and the dogs’ sanity…so, we applied “Kitty Caps” the vinyl glue-on nail tips for her front paws.  Amazing product.  Paws down . 

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She doesn’t mind them at all and can even climb trees with them in place. 

The dogs are happier because she’s not sticking them when she waves her paws at them.  And it’s funny to hear her tip-toeing through the house. 

Janet

Note: the above post is my own opinion and independent review of a product for which I have received no compensation.

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