The day after I returned from Hawaii we headed over to the church. The bins of clothing were piling up, and the PARCA truck was coming tomorrow.
We put the clothes and other items in trash bags and taped on labels, a superfluous step, because a) no one in our sleepy suburb was going to touch the items and b) the PARCA driver had been to the church before.
I always get a good feeling from clearing clutter, and it's doubly good knowing that it can be of use to someone else ("one man's trash etc.")
The act of charity can be as rewarding to the giver as it is to the receiver.
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