Holly Richardson: One by one is the only way to make a difference

(Photo Courtesy Holly Richardson) Things were rough during the Great Depression. Jobs evaporated and many families faced desperate circumstances. Some families, though, found themselves with enough and to spare and shared what they could.

My 96 year-old grandmother remembers her mother feeding men who came knocking on doors looking for food. My great-grandmother always fed those men — after they did the odd jobs around their home that she held in reserve, just for them.

She didn’t start a food pantry or nonprofit organization, she didn’t campaign for changes in public policy and most of the men she fed likely didn’t even remember her name. But what she did mattered. Feeding one person…