I always gave you them out of guilt. Now I’m allieved of that guilt.
When my family was evacuated from GITMO in 1962, the Salvation Army was there with warehouses of household items. They told us not to take what we needed, but to take everything we wanted.
When my uncles were fighting in Vietnam and their mother was dying, the Salvation Army stepped in. The Red Cross was useless.
So, I have made it a practice to give to the Salvation Army most of my life.