September 22nd, 2004


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My high school put a high value on community service. We had a half day of classes on Wednesday; in the morning, the majority of students volunteered in the community. We had class on Saturday morning to make up for the lost school time.

There were a lot of volunteer organizations that one could be involved with; schools, parks, animal shelters, many, many choices. Somehow I always tended to pick healthcare slots.

For two years, I volunteered in the storeroom of the hospital in Torrington, Connecticut. I would fill a cart with various ordered supplies and then deliver them to different departments in the hospital. This was my kind of gig; behind the scenes, autonomous for the most part, lots of movement and interaction with widely different people.

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