Ready To Serve
THE FIRST TIME I volunteered at the Community Kitchens of Birmingham, it was part of a service day for my kids’ grade school. My wife, Susan, was an organizer and had signed up the family. Teams of parents and children were assigned projects around the city, and our group’s job was to make lunch for about 70 hungry people in Woodlawn, a historic neighborhood with more than its share of poverty. The day before, Susan had made a big run to the grocery store, and we showed up at Grace Episcopal Church early on a Saturday with a dozen 10-year-olds; a few sleepy parents; and a carload of lasagna, French bread, Caesar salad, and pound cake. The kids would be our waiters, and they had also brought some paper and…