Dad was a Deacon at our Assembly of God as long as I remember. He organized food drives and clothing donations. Worked with the local Lions Club, Salvation Army and other charities. Fundraised for disaster relief missions. There were always people in need, whether locals or outsiders, and he made certain the whole town was ready to help as needed. I remember back in ’93, that was the Rio de Janeiro earthquake, Dad organized all the pickups in town to fly on down there full of disaster relief supplies. Yeah, we didn’t bring much compared to the big disaster relief ships, but we stuck around for a week helping dig people out and all the other things you have to do when the ground goes topsy-turvy. Dad made sure we helped there. A lot.