In the summer of 2015, I was delivering sandwiches to a homeless shelter in West Midtown. There was a young girl there, about 20 or so. She began asking me questions about the food I was dropping off. But I didn't know anything other than they were sandwiches. This young woman, though, was thrilled to see what I had. She was jumping up and down from sheer excitement at the sight of the food. No one should have to be that happy to see food. This is why I am fundraising for RLC.