Remembering good people do still exist.
The grinders have been sold, the quilt has been raffled and another Harvest Fair has drawn to a close. Today we have sore backs, tired legs and exhausted brains but go on with the knowledge that we don't have to do it again for a whole year.
In addition to having a profitable year selling grinders, the auxiliary also held a 50/50 raffle. Because there's no up front cost for this type of raffle, you make what you make and with the economy what is, it's worth a $1 to try to win some extra cash. We ended up taking in over $400 in the raffle so the winner got a little over $200. I drew the winning the ticket (because I'm the president!) and called the woman who won. I left a message saying she had won and how much and asked her to call back with an address to send a check to since she didn't live locally. Before I left the firehouse last night the woman returned my call. She said she was a vendor and had had a booth at the Harvest Fair for years. She said she'd made a lot of money coming to the fair over the years and then said she wanted us to keep the money. I literally had a check in hand to mail to her so I told her this and asked if she was sure. Yes, she was sure. In this day and age, I find this truly kind and generous because who couldn't use an extra $200. With all the headaches leading up to this weekend and the backaches from the weekend, in the end it was the kind gesture of one good person that made it all worthwhile.
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