A fire dispatch at Wellsville PA.

An acrostic poem on volunteers.

I believe Baby Hope, Adam Walsh (young children that didn’t have a chance to live life) and Sonia Hidalgo (my co-worker at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center from 1991-1994 were my toughest cases I volunteered on.

The bedraggled little dog sat on the cold concrete floor of the animal shelter waiting for someone to adopt him. He would go to a lottery if more than one person wanted him.

Find out who found happiness with this little dog.

Be a volunteer puppy walker and help train dogs to assist the blind or partially sighted people.

It is so hard for us to keep our heads in the “now”. We are always looking so far into the future that we don’t stop and enjoy the moment, which is really all we have- are moments that make up days, days that make up weeks, weeks that make up months, months that make up years….

Like nothing you’ve ever seen, like nothing you’ve ever experienced – it’s an extravaganza, and you’re about to be pulled onstage.

This poem accentuates the volunteers who help to combat domestic violence in our world.

Self-growth through volunteering.

I volunteer tutor a homeless eight year old girl once a week. I have been doing it now for about two months. However, during the last session, the little girl told me something that frightened and deeply concerned me. Afterward, I contacted a hotline and the volunteer agency to get advice. Now all I can do is wait; I don’t know what else to do. I wrote this as a way to help me get through what I am feeling.