Our store was one of only a few that accepted food stamps in the area, which gave me more perspective than almost anything else I experienced growing up. It’s a moment when you see a woman with a kid, or an older person, trying to figure out what the food stamps cover. The humiliation they can endure while holding up the line, or having to put things back. It forever formed my opinion on how we should help those in need: humanely and respectfully.
