Growing up, volunteering was a way of life for me. Whether it was Dad going to the nursing home to conduct a religious service or Mom teaching at VBS, our family members volunteered. For our family lines, it’s like needing to drink water. Everyone volunteers. I hope that we have passed that down from our kids to our grandkids.
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