Crumpled Dollar Bill In My Back Pocket Reminds Me I Had Twenty

That is an opening line to a Jayhawks song, and it sums up how I feel right now. I don't know how my mom and dad were able to give us a full Christmas tree year after year, because I know we had some pretty lean times growing up.

But last night a guy came to our house collecting money for Sister's Camelot, a charity that helps feeds the homeless and those who can't afford food. And this is a charity that screams my name. All the food they cook and serve to people is from local, organic, CSA (community supported agriculture) farms.

As I mentioned below it was so very cold last night, and this guy was going door-to-door. I gave him the money I had in my wallet (which is never very much). He said they were having a hard time raising money this year, which is hard to believe because how can you not give a donation to a guy freezing his ass off going door to door.

And now I am helping get the word out about this group. Emily said they were the charity of the month at St. Martin's Table. So those of you in the Twin Cities who are looking for a good group to volunteer with or support in any other way may want to ttake a look at Sister's Camelot by clicking here. There are so many charities and people who need help and we all only have so much energy, time, and money it can be overwhelming. But I figured there are still some people like me who could still do a lot more to help the community than giving five bucks here and there to charities and writing occasional letters-to-the-editor that never get published.