Giving Back

Firefighters for Healing's 4th Annual Red Tie Gala was held in October 2018. The gala benefits the mission of supporting firefighters, children who have burn-related injuries and their families.

As a freshman in college, Abby Bongaarts had an idea. She wanted to walk the entire country, from one coast to the other.

When Pam McCarthy-Kern and her husband, David Kern, launched Because Collective, their Minneapolis-based marketing, communications and design services company, six years ago, they knew they wanted to use their marketing savvy for the

In the Minneapolis-St. Paul area, one in eight children is at risk of hunger. In fact, 56 percent of food shelf visitors are families with children. Joyce Uptown Foodshelf works to make a difference.

Abbie Nelson and Pia Phillips, co-founders and chief inspiration officers of PAB’s Packs, are wise beyond their years.

Located a half-mile from St. Louis Park High School is the Central Clinic, which has been providing access to free health care for kids from birth to 12th grade in the St. Louis Park and Hopkins school districts since its start in 1996.

You have to get up early to cross paths with STEP volunteers Ephie and Clement Volpe, whose shift starts at 8 a.m. at the St. Louis Park community food shelf. They come to work every Thursday morning, generally staying for 3 to 3-1/2 hours.

At Heilicher Minneapolis Jewish Day School (HMJDS), kindergartener Sam Hunt was the new kid. It was the start of a new year, and he didn’t know anyone.

Sadie Miller uses a lot of paperclips. She works on the board of directors for the nonprofit St. Louis Park Emergency Program (STEP) and keeps her paperclips in a small glazed bowl on her desk.

After two years of successful fundraising for the Benilde-St. Margaret’s football team, the Shirt program will donate 100 percent of this year’s proceeds to the Randy Shaver Cancer Research and Community Fund and the Tackle Cancer program.

From the moment I walked into the Alvarado house, I felt welcomed. The smell of percolating coffee on the counter, pictures of smiling faces covering the walls—I felt like I was walking into an old friend’s house, not someone I hadn’t yet met.

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