ITTOG.....I too have no idea how to transfer money as I've never been in this situation before. To even complicate things more, I have no idea how much longer I will stay. Everyday I think that I'll leave the next day, yet I am still here. The sad truth about all of this is that there's really not what I would call a good day or way to leave, yet I can't stay forever, nor much longer. I'm nothing more than an extremely small bandaid on a massive wound along our southern border. I do appreciate your support greatly.....
OverlandNA.....it's actually Walmart that another XP member tried using to send me money and they ran into some problems with whatever they were doing without having my name. They ultimately had the Walmart manager at a store close by their home coordinate the future delivery of a gift card to the manager (George) of the Walmart here. The two things for me that are important is to stay anonymous and to have the freedom to leave when I feel the need to go.....
**Conversation at Walmart Money Center last night**
Me....."Someone on the internet is trying to give me money using a Walmart ap".
Walmart....."Sir no one will give you money".
Me....."Oh no, this is from a blog that I have online. I've been giving money to the migrants across the border".
Walmart....."No that's not real".
Me....."No, you dont understand. The blog is mine. See here where I can click on the ap ?".
Walmart....."No I've never seen that. It's a scam".
Me....."No they're trying to give me money".
Walmart....."Be careful sir".
Me....."Oh OK thank you".
Bhodie.....I'm not sure about PayPal. I once had an account but I deleted it. I'll have a look.....And thank you on the 500th !
The following morning was like most mornings.....it's as if my life has become routine.....and that's really quite odd since my nonroutine life was something that I valued quite highly. But then I guess that's very little to give up when you see the faces of the people you've been helping.....
I opened my refrigerator in the morning and I noticed still two packages of hot dogs from the Walmart manager so reluctantly I found myself preparing more food. I packed my bags with the hot dogs (these are not well liked.....thankful they're all gone), bags of candy, sidewalk chalk, more diapers, toothpaste and toothbrushes, and of course more crayons (today I heard that every child had a box now.....I'd swear that every child has 5 boxes minimum), and instant soup (they will kill me for the soup.....they absolutely love it.....even the kids that are barely old enough to walk will yank on my pants leg for that soup).....
I love this next picture.....the cutest little girl you'll set your eyes on with chalk in hand.....her brother also with chalk in one hand and candy in the other.....and an animal solar light lying in the sunlight getting primed for another night under the tarps.....
I stuck with my plan to invite one family to the bakery to get whatever they wanted......
Now don't ever question these peoples intelligence nor their ability to network with one another. Two of these boys from other families just kind of latched onto us as we departed for the bakery. I thought it so resourceful of them.....how could I possibly say no go back.....
So today we dropped another $20 at the bakery but honestly I don't really care.....
Four families got their treats for the day.....and I think you all know by now that I got way more.....
Afterwards it was back to the park with my right hand man to eat some Mexican burritos. I should say here and now that he has been so instrumental in making this entire exercise such a success.....I doubt I'll ever forget that young man.....
The tables were all full so we shared a table and had lunch with this guy.....he was as hospitable a man as you could ever wish him to be.....short on words but no doubt born with a smile.....
As we ate we noticed this poor family sitting on a bench nearby so we grabbed them burritos and Cokes as well.....the needs here are so great.....
The dogs and I finished our day walking along the border wall as has become our daily routine. With temperatures finally rising into the 70's Tanner decided to jump into this dirty, stinky canal. It turned out to be near fatal as the walls were so steep and slimy he couldn't get himself out. I was bent over as best as I could trying to grab his collar to yank him out when I heard a splash and then saw Yukon swimming by.....and my thoughts were right then "damn you dogs".....eventually I rescued the stinking mutts.....
And lastly, today I found out that the migrants have another nickname for me.....they also call me "the white guy that speaks English".....I had at the very least wished it could have been "the white guy that speaks lousy Spanish".....