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A Letter of Thanks
The following is an excerpt from a letter of thanks one volunteer received after donating an afghan: "You would be happy to know your afghan went to someone very deserving. She was a 12 year old little girl, who had been abused by her step-father. Her Mom brought her in the shelter to protect her from him as soon as she found out about the abuse...We gave her the afghan as she was leaving the shelter. We told her it would keep her warm when she feels lonely or scared. She was very grateful and thought it was the most wonderful thing in the world...So the love you put in every afghan is absorbed by someone really deserving...Every little thing makes a difference in someone's life".
Margaret Murray
Tennessee
The story of an Angel in disguise . . .
Today I stopped in at Target to pick up something . . . not my normal place to shop. They were clearing out all their winter stuff to make room for the spring stuff. They had "one size
fits all" stretchy gloves (marked normally $2.99) on clearance sale
for $.44. I bought all I could find.
While I was standing in the checkout line, a gentleman a couple of
customers behind me ask what I wanted all those gloves for and I told
him about WF and what we do. A couple of seconds later he stepped up
behind the checkout counter and ask/told the checker something--I thought "where is the
restroom" because the checker pointed to the back of the store. It
seemed to take forever for my turn to check out: Here is why!
While I was paying for the gloves the same gentleman stepped up behind
me, introduced himself only as "Bill," and said, "Will you
please check these out for her as well, sir, and add it to my bill
when it comes my turn to pay?"
This is what I walked away with--total cost to me $7.04
72 pairs of gloves
26 hats
14 scarves
24 receiving blankets (6 packages, 4 in each pkg)
66 pair of socks (11 packages, 6 pair in each pkg)
4 pair of children's shoes
They must have grabbed stuff as they were going down the aisles. When I
realized exactly what was happening I turned around to look at the
gentleman with tears in my eyes, and he said, "Lady your tears and
what you are doing is worth far more to me than the cost of everything
on that counter." I was stunned, and shocked almost to the point of
being traumatized. It took me a good 15 minutes or so to stop shaking
and so I could start my car and drive away. He had asked the manager
if they had anymore in the back room...
He would not tell me anything more other than his name was "Bill".
So Bill where ever you are tonight, "Warming Families" and I thank you
from the bottom of my heart, you have no idea what this meant to us,
to me and to the kids that will use them. The "Big Guy" up above
SMILED on us today.
Linda Paul
Fall City, WA
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