A local church advertises regularly in the local paper that they have food boxes twice per month. The dates are published in the paper. The article says to call. I’ve called all week, no response. Today was the day for the pickup, so I drove up there. 35 mile round trip and the church was locked up tight as a drum. Had a further stressor on my drive back, but I dealt with it.
Still don’t know if I have a place for New Year’s Eve. Maybe, maybe not. Maybe another.