For the Kids

Christmas used to be one of my favorite holidays before it got all bogged down in commercialism. With that said, I do LOVE to give; that is what makes me happy. As some of you know, I volunteered at the Jazz home game on Friday night for the Toys for Tots organization. I support the Marine Corps and believe wholeheartedly in this charity.

When we arrived at the arena the Jazz staff briefed us on a few things, handed us our collection jars and took us to our particular entrance door. We started about 90 minutes before game time and I was pumped to collect as much as I could. My assistant, Christian, and I turned it into a mini competition (because we like to win) to see who could collect the most for the night. She and I were jockeying for a good position in the doorway… but for me it was too crowded inside so I took my jar and headed out into the 45 degree weather. I figured I would at least have first crack at the people walking in. J

Those who know me know that I have no problem going up and talking to anyone… shy is definitely NOT on my list of descriptors! As people walked up I did my best to make eye contact with them and hold it, all while asking if they'd like to make a donation to Toys for Tots. Most people did whatever they could to avoid looking my way, some even choosing to go to another doorway (though it was no use… we were everywhere!) As the night wore on, and my fishbowl filled up, there was one thing I noticed above all others. The people who appeared to have the least to give were the ones who gave the most. As I was speaking with my dear friend, Chris, about this she mentioned it was because they know what it's like to need. Even Thurl 'Big T' Bailey… a well known figure here in the Salt Lake community from playing for the Jazz so many years, among other things… walked right past me, with his daughters, as I asked him for a donation; looking back over his shoulder to say "I gave on Wednesday already." I looked him in the eye and wished him a very merry Christmas.

At the end of the 1^st quarter they called us back together and thanked us for our time. We followed the head of the charity back to the Jazz offices and put our collection jars on the tables. We were all a competitive bunch and wanted to count our donations rather then letting them do it. I ended the night with close to $500.00… and it felt good! Not bad for 2 hours worth of asking. Even though it was cold, even though some people gave me dirty looks, even though Thurl Bailey turned me down… it was more then worth it, and I would do it again and again, for the kids that will be able to open a gift on Christmas morning.

Happy Holidays!