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    • Anyone else going to the NLS/DYLC in Parkville, MO, this weekend?
    • We sort through the donations our troop collects for SfF before we deliver it to the food bank. We separate out all the expired items, and we also sort it all into boxes by food type (all the canned peas in one box, all the creamed corn in another, etc.) The food bank we work with says they cannot distribute anything to people with an expiration past today. If the expiration date is 30 days past, they said they can set it out for anyone to take, but they cannot legally distribute it (so if we were doing it today, October 22, they could not set out anything for people to pick through with an expiration past November 22). It's my understanding that all the food banks in our area operate the same way with respect to expiration dates. We still do door-to-door pickups in our town, and unfortunately it seems to often be an excuse for people to just empty their pantries, even though we put on the flyers in big bold letters, "UNEXPIRED". Most years, anywhere from 25-33% of what we collect cannot go to the food bank because it's expired. Our Scouts have an unofficial contest every year to see who can find the oldest expired item in what we've collected. We've had some items with expiration dates that were 15-20 years old. We've gotten canned items with grocery store price stickers still on them from grocery stores that closed years ago. We've been finding out--and noting it on the flyers we distribute--that the food banks would much better prefer to receive cash donations in lieu of actual food donations. That has worked out well, and we continue to get more and more every year in monetary donations. The food banks will tell you that they then don't have to worry about expiration dates, the quality of the items donated (they can only use so many boxes of mac-and-cheese), and with their buying power they can stretch those dollars very well and get a lot of what is really needed for the needy.
    • Big Iron by Marty Robbins is a crowd pleaser...if you have a stand up bass it really sells it To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
      Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say,
      No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip
      The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip,
      Big iron on his hip It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
      He came riding from the south side, slowly lookin' all around
      "He's an outlaw loose and runnin'", came a whisper from each lip
      "And he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip,
      Big iron on his hip"   In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
      Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
      He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty four
      And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more,
      One and nineteen more   Now the stranger started talkin' made it plain to folks around
      Was an Arizonia ranger, wouldn't be too long in town
      He was here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
      And he said it didn't matter that he was after Texas Red,
      After Texas Red   Wasn't long before this story was relayed to Texas Red
      But the outlaw didn't worry, men who tried before were dead
      Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip,
      Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
      Big iron on his hip   Now the morning passed so quickly and it was time for them to meet
      It was twenty past eleven when they rode out in the street
      Folks were watchin' from their windows,
      Every body held their breath,
      They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death,
      About to meet his death   There was twenty feet between them
      When they stopped to make their play
      And the swiftness of the Ranger still talked about today
      Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
      And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip,
      Big iron on his hip   It was over in a moment and the crowd all gathered 'round
      There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
      Oh, he might have went on livin' but he made one fatal slip
      When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
        Big iron on his hip Big iron, big iron,
      Oh he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
      Big iron on his hip
    • The South, particularly the rural South, is still very "outdoorsy".   My question is, why weren't they (or were they) doing Girl Scouts before?
    • You are a bad man @JoeBob 😉.  Going for my popcorn now.
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