by Thumper » Wed Jul 20, 2022 2:32 pm
Everyone should do it, I should do it more. For years the highlight of my occupational year was the week I worked at Mrs. T's conference. She worked for an educational non profit and they would hold an big annual conference where thousands of middle school teachers, principals, and college professors would descend on an unsuspecting city. I'd been helping since 1990. It was some of the longest days, and hardest work I ever did. To be there with the dedicated staff always working through adversity and making it a successful conference was exhilarating and inspiring. Being a selfish person, I like to feel good. Helping at the conference even at the worst of times always made me feel good. I got to know some wonderful people, met some new, awesome people each year, and gained people skills and new experiences as I was pushed into different tasks.
Then it all stopped with covid. And eventually, it would end forever when Mrs. T got downsized. I would never work another of her conferences again. One of the little burgs just north of us has a summer festival. Actually, all the little burgs do. We have enjoyed the Picktown Palooza for years because it's very cheap to get in and they always have great live music with national acts. A near life long friend of mine is a high school classmate of the event organizer. So I got his contact and when the festival resumed last year, I asked if I could volunteer. I did shit jobs last year and helped with the unglorious task of cleaning up the day after.
This year I started out with the shit jobs but worked my way up and into the inner circle of the core volunteers. I helped the band roadies load in and load out the stage. I helped them pack their trailers after their sets. I worked front of stage security. It was frustrating, boring, annoying, and the best three days I've had in quite a while. Saturday was a 16 hour day. It was inspiring to be with volunteers again, having the worst day of their life, but dedicating themselves to the success of the show. I'm in. I told Mrs. T I found my new conference family.
Look for the Helpers. You will always find people who are helping.
-Mr. Rogers' Mom