Sunday, May 01, 2005
None of the honors society's volunteer projects are even projects; they're more "opportunity of the week" events, about which only the club officers care. The animals at the shelter needed donated items more than anything else, so we should have concentrated more effort to collecting things than wandering around in the sun for a couple of hours. It accomplished nothing.
Driving to the shelter, we noted the children's group home, and pulled into the parking lot on our way back to inquire of volunteer positions. However, the facility was closed, so Whitney and I must return at a later date. We both agreed volunteering somewhere on a regular basis, and of our own volition, is preferable to these member-point scrambles.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:21 PM]