Today was the annual Thanks-giving turkey giveaway at the F.O.R. Food Bank in Maricopa. As was expected, a large crowd showed up during the pre-dawn hours.
I woke up at 2:30AM and was out the door at approximately 3:20AM. I assisted a local senior in the sign up process. People were already lined up when we arrived. Fortunately, it wasn’t quite as cold this morning as it was yesterday during the normal weekly food distribution.
From some of my previous blogs, you may have read about the drunk Mexican, Eva. She was there with the truck she previously used to ram another vehicle at the Farmers Convenience Store. I guess she got it out of impound. Apparently, she didn’t remember that we did not get along. I think she was also drunk off her ass this morning. She uttered some senseless dribble about how her and all of her friend were widows. I’m sure her late husband would have chosen death over being married to her.
More than 100 people had signed up before the sun was up over the horizon. Somewhere between 300-350 turkeys with all the fix’ins were made available to those in need.
The other volunteers appeared shortly after 7:30AM and set up an assortment of boxes and bags which included canned yams, cranberry sauce, corn and green beans. Pie crust, French fried onions, bread, rolls, marshmallows and stuffing mixes were also included in the package.
To my surprise the City of Maricopa sent one police officer to handle crowd control. He appeared to ignore the fact that I was wearing my Sig Sauer P-226 in a thigh rig. Generally, I am better armed than the police.
All in all, the turkey distribution was peaceful and orderly. There was a near stampede last year. The recent adoption of a “numbers system” made this process go a lot more quickly without any conflict.
Francois-Marie Arouet; French writer, deist and philosopher (Voltaire)B. Nov. 21st, 1694-D. May 30th, 1778"
(The Jewish Nation) dares spread an irreconcilable hatred against all nations; it revolts against all its masters. Always superstitious, always avid of the well-being enjoyed by others, always barbarous, crawling in misfortune, and insolent in prosperity. Here are what were the Jews in the eyes of the Greeks and the Romans who could read their books.---Voltaire, Essal sur les moeurs (1756) Tome 1, page 186