Saturday evening JMO and I attended the CARPOOL Gala. It was more enjoyable two years out of school than it was one year out. Last year it made me miss CARPOOL, miss the experiences, the friends, the feeling of satisfaction and being important. This year, I felt old and although I still greatly miss being a member and a leader in the organization I now feel intense pride in being part of the history of the safe ride program.

CARPOOL is truly unique, not only in what they do, giving anyone a ride home that needs it, but the collection of people that make it happen. I’m proud to write them a check and I’m proud to introduce myself to a current member as a former member. I still beam with pride when I explain to coworker what I spent my college years doing. I learned more from CARPOOL than I’ve learned from school or my job. CARPOOL taught me how to manage people, manage funds, manage rides and cars. CARPOOL brought be closer to the friends I made freshman year and made me countless more. When JMO and I started dating, I told him it would never work because it was not worth feeling weird at CARPOOL. Turns out it didn’t make CP weird.

If you want to donate to CARPOOL. It would make me happy.