I just returned from my first giving experience! I left the house with four big peanut butter cookies and rode my sons long board into downtown Petaluma California, hoping to find someone who might be hungry for a tasty treat. Being 11:45pm the streets were quiet save the sound of Merle Haggard singing Momma Tried coming from the local tavern, but I pushed on around the corner and spied a man slumped against a wall, sleeping, with a blanket draped about his broken spirit. I placed the tasty treats next to his satchel and rode off, but took a picture first to share with all you givers. I like to think he will wake up and find the gift I left, giving him enough energy to start his day.