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Retirement Offers Opportunities for Giving Back

­April is National Volunteer Month, a chance for people to celebrate and explore community involvement and engagement. For those of us born and raised in Minnesota, it’s a given that this liberal oasis of the Upper Midwest — the state with the most progressive politics, consistently high voter turnout and a nation-leading Arts and Cultural Heritage Fund — would also rank highly in volunteerism.

According to Minnesota Compass, a nonprofit affiliate that provides “credible, easy-to-access data” about the state:

  • 42.4 percent of Minnesotans age 16 and older volunteer, placing us behind only Utah and Vermont and outranking neighboring South Dakota by 1.3 percentage points, Iowa by over 5 points and Wisconsin by 11 points (though the Dairy State bests Minnesota in voter turnout).
  • Fundraising and food collection top our volunteer activities, followed by clothing distribution, providing transportation, youth mentoring, and tutoring or teaching.
  • And here’s one from the Bureau of Labor Statistics: On any given day, adults (especially women) age 65 and older are far more likely to volunteer than older teens or young to middle-aged adults. No surprise: We have the gift of time!

At this stage of life — post-career, my parents gone, my two sons launched and thriving — working for a cause rather than a paycheck has become more possible and palatable. “Never give away your time for something you can get paid for,” an attorney once told me as he was setting up a consulting business toward the end of his career. In short, don’t write and edit for free if you can land contract work or freelance gigs.

But that dictum matters less to me now that I’m retired. In fact, one motivation for volunteering since I left full- and part-time employment is to make use of the professional skills that I honed for decades. Having the luxury of less structured time and the opportunity to stay engaged with both peers and younger people are other good reasons for retired Boomers — “the wealthiest generation to have ever lived,” according to the Michigan Journal of Economics — to get out there and give back.

Photo by Elissa Garcia on Unsplash

The Golden Rule of volunteering? Put others first.

What do we owe?

The rewards of a professional, managerial-level career tend to be long term, and realized through your leadership and mentoring of others. Volunteering, by contrast, lets you make a tangible, immediate impact in a two- or three-hour shift.

  • Our clients at the warehouse and food shelf in my neighborhood have to meet federal poverty guidelines to qualify for one monthly visit. I do my best to ensure it’s worth their while. Because of my recent work as a warehouse greeter, people saw a well-stocked display of expensive protein drinks next to the bottled water. And got a shot at fancy popcorn varieties that I hustled onto the floor after opening boxes of donations from Target. And had the chance to take home cans of cat food, which rarely is supplied, and the extra-large jars of peanut butter that always move quickly because each family is entitled to only one jar.
  • The exhausted grandmother who drove a family member from South Dakota to Planned Parenthood North Central States in St. Paul may not have found a bathroom for her restless granddaughters had I not worked an escort shift last week.
  • The woman suffering from a UTI wouldn’t have been shielded from the invasive press of protestors on the city sidewalk outside our building, who assume that every visitor to Planned Parenthood is there for an abortion.
  • The young woman whose face looked drained following her clinic visit would have had no one to wave down her Uber and get the driver to pick her up beyond earshot of the white-haired men and stern, determined women shouting unsolicited advice.

I like to walk, bike or take the bus home from these volunteer gigs, so I have time to reflect on the satisfaction of helping others, with no expectation of payback. I was born into privilege and, more important, given the tools — higher education, investment skills and acumen, the modeling of my father’s work ethic — that have allowed me to build and sustain a comfortable lifestyle.

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“Of whom much is given, much is required” (Luke 12:58). Although I’m not prone to quoting Bible verses, in part because I’m not among the 78% of U.S. seniors who identify as Christian, I do believe that privileged people are obligated to make a difference in their community and the wider world.

And we are: Over half of all volunteers in Minnesota have annual household incomes of at least $75,000 and nearly 47% of volunteers are non-Hispanic whites, a population whose household incomes outstrip those of all races except Asian Americans.

Better now than never

Given the life shift that retirement represents, the benefits to seniors of volunteering are the best argument for getting involved: increase your physical activity, meet new friends, stave off loneliness and isolation, regain a sense of purpose. Indeed, numerous studies seek to prove how volunteering can improve physical and mental health as we grow older.

“I don’t know how I found time to work” is a common refrain among those of us who are recently retired. Just under 40% of volunteers in Minnesota are 65-plus, says the Compass data, placing us fifth among U.S. states for the percentage of older-age volunteers.

I first toe-dipped into authentic volunteering, which I distinguish from job-related community involvement, in January 2018. I signed up online at Planned Parenthood, eager to work on behalf of reproductive freedom — a cause that I consider essential to women’s equality and empowerment.

Soon I was staffing tables at various events and working at phone banks, often to stump for pro-choice legislative candidates. Since retiring, I have upped my activities with Planned Parenthood — helping to pack abortion kits, serving as a clinic escort — even though my reproductive years are over. I want to remain in touch with social issues and riff off the energy of people less than half my age.

Volunteers at the Keystone Community Food Center in St. Paul — which houses a food market, a sizable warehouse and several foodmobile trucks — tend more toward folks like me: white, well-off retirees who are past the demands of full-time careers but physically agile enough to work on our feet and cart around heavy boxes of food and supplies.

Quote by cellist Pablo Casals, on a bridge over Midtown Greenway in Minneapolis.

Some of the causes may affect us older volunteers less directly than they once did, and the outcome of issues like climate change and threats to America’s democratic experiment will harm our children and grandchildren’s generations more than ours. But that speaks to what, I believe, is the most worthy reason to volunteer: to leave the world a better place.

“Your legacy is the world you leave behind for the people you love the most,” says climate activist and Third Act founder Bill McKibben. We proved ourselves up to that challenge in Minnesota during the federal government’s violent occupation earlier this year.

That makes me proud.

What ‘Merry Christmas’ can really mean

Every year, for many years, I have mailed off roughly the same Christmas gifts to my siblings: a funny dog book or wall hanging for my sister Penny, who dotes on her four dogs; “crazy Cat Lady” trinkets to my oldest sister, Debbie, a cat lover whose husband used to volunteer at a shelter to help socialize feral cats for adoption; and a Minnesota-themed calendar or T-shirt or hat to my brother in Boston, who likes to showcase his Midwestern heritage.

They, in turn, would send me boxes of See’s candy, wax-wrapped aged cheese, frosted cookies in a holiday-themed tin — gifts that I appreciated but really do not need.

This year, I decided, would be different. Crossing my fingers that I wouldn’t appear dismissive of their past efforts, I emailed my siblings before Thanksgiving and asked that, in lieu of material gifts, they give to one of two nonprofits in my name: a local community services organization for which my husband and I deliver Meals on Wheels every Friday and a feminist policy-based organization that is gearing up against threats to Roe v. Wade.

“With the pandemic pressing in on us again and racially based divisiveness rocking our country, I am more aware than ever of the privilege we were born into and from which we continue to benefit,” I wrote.

“To that end, David and I respectfully ask that you take any money you would normally spend on the lovely gifts of food you send us for Christmas each year and instead donate that amount in our names to one of these causes.”

Each of my siblings generously supported the food shelves, youth employment and senior classes at Keystone Community Services, one noting that our father and stepmother received Meals on Wheels for a time. Soon after my initial request, I wrote again, saying that I would like to donate to their favorite causes and elevate the reach of Christmas beyond its consumerist underpinnings.

In the process, I got to know my sisters and brother better. Just as a budget reflects a company or a country’s core values, where a person chooses to donate money says a lot about that individual’s priorities, and about how they see themselves.

Access to the outdoors

My younger brother, L.J., showed himself as the Bostonian he has become since marrying a native of the city some 28 years ago. “Please donate to the Rose Kennedy Greenway,” he told me. “It is a great urban park that adds a lot to downtown Boston.” The public space and programming commits to “providing a park environment that is welcoming to racially, culturally, and economically diverse residents and visitors,” according to the website.

With food trucks, fitness classes, fountains and open green space — typically concentrated in the more affluent neighborhoods of our nation’s cities — the Greenway looks like an inviting place for people of all ages, abilities and economic classes to play and hang out.

An ADA-compliant carousel at Rose Kennedy Greenway makes a “spin” safe for everyone.

I’m not surprised that equity and inclusion in the natural world is an important value to my brother — raised, as we were, in a community with ample municipal and state parks and in a family that prioritized fitness and outdoor exercise — but we’ve never discussed it. Less politically liberal than I am, my brother revealed a side of himself I otherwise might not have seen. “Thanks for donating,” he said, pronouncing this philanthropic gift exchange “a nice idea.”

Dog-friendly diet

My sister Penny’s overt, over-the-top love of dogs is a running joke in our family. We love to recount the time her father-in-law said that after he died, he wanted to return to Earth as one of Penny’s pampered dogs, the ones who get soft-serve cones at Dairy Queen and homemade dinner so enticing that I once mistakenly ate it myself.

No surprise, then, that Penny’s choice for my donation was Colorado Pet Pantry, a food bank for pets that allows low-income people, or those whose luck has temporarily turned, to keep their animals rather than surrendering them to shelters.

Colorado Pet Pantry is a food shelf for animals whose owners might otherwise have to give them away.

“Being the dog lover that I am, I’m drawn to charities for pets,” she said. “This charity is unique in that it helps people to be able to keep a beloved animal they maybe otherwise couldn’t. That just spoke to me as a nonprofit worth supporting.”

What matters most

The morning after Christmas, I survey the leftovers in the fridge and determine that I can take a break from cooking that day. I recycle the plain brown wrapping paper that my younger son used on his thoughtful gifts of books. I force myself out, despite the cold, on my daily dog walk, trying to counteract the intake of overly rich food.

No Amazon boxes to break down and recycle. No cursing at the amount of plastic wrap that shippers use. No pondering whether to freeze or give away the pounds of candy and exotic edibles that my husband and I, as older empty nesters, do not need to consume.

Instead, I look over the website for the Retreat Center of Maryland, a 5-year-old organization that aims to bring yoga and other wellness practices to people with autism or Parkinson’s disease and other populations that the industry historically has not served. This is my sister Debbie’s choice for my Christmas gift, a nod to our mutual love of yoga. One of her neighbors, a volunteer yoga teacher in prisons, serves on the board.

My stepsister, Mary, my only sibling still living in Minnesota, chose Vine: Faith in Action, which matches volunteers with the needs of people ages 60 and older. In-person and online exercise classes and programs on topics such as diabetes, financial exploitation of seniors and healthcare directives have helped the Mankato-based organization continue to grow and serve.

“I want the gift of time,” I used to tell my sons every Mother’s Day. Now I want this practice of Christmas donations to become a tradition, bringing to life a quote commonly attributed to John Wesley, founder of the Methodist church in which my siblings and I were raised:

Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can.

As a Unitarian, I no longer celebrate Christmas as a religious holiday. Still, I watch myself get caught up every year in the trappings and trimmings, the whirlwind of shopping and spending. Today, as December draws to a close, I can say, “Merry Christmas” and mean it, knowing that my brother and sisters and I shared what I believe is the true Christmas spirit.

Minnesotans, older women define year-end giving

In this season of giving — and shopping and spending — year-end appeals stuff my mailbox and e-mail in-box from nonprofit organizations and political causes that are making a difference, that deserve my donation.

Their creative approaches both amuse and annoy me:

  • Governor Tim Walz’s dog, Scout, sent an appeal to “keep Minnesota blue,” which I took to be a program for clean water, but it turned out to be a fundraising campaign for the governor’s One Minnesota initiative. Since Scout is a rescue pup — a cause dear to my heart — I hung onto the e-mail for consideration. (Plus an earlier message from Walz’s finance director shamed me into seeing that I had contributed nothing in 2019.)
  • The one I will ignore, though the subject line grabbed me, is Jane Fonda’s appeal to support the re-election campaign of Massachusetts Senator Ed Markey. Given that I had to Google who he was, I decided to keep my dollars local.
  • Prairie’s Edge Humane Society in Northfield, Minnesota, where I adopted my sons’ childhood dogs, Skip and Lucy, prepared a letter to Santa from a different animal every day for its “12 Days of Giving.” Because I appreciate the opportunity to donate supplies as well as money and am touched by the animals’ stories (including an obese dog named Root Beer abandoned last summer at age 7 and now nursed back to better health), I plan to give something.

This time of year, “we work harder to share stories that resonate with the majority of our donors,” says Mary McKeown, president and CEO of Keystone Community Services in St. Paul, whose food mobile helps address food insecurity at the University of St. Thomas, where I work, and Hamline University, where my sons earned their degrees.

Mary McKeown

Mary McKeown, Keystone Community Services

Days after I already had mailed a check, Keystone’s year-end appeal arrived at my home. The story that McKeown promised featured Jean, who “has worked hard and supported herself independently her whole life,” but who had to quit her job because of emphysema. (It could happen to any of us, right? Who isn’t living paycheck to paycheck?)

I drive Meals on Wheels and serve on a strategic planning task force for Keystone. That means more to me than Jean’s story because I see firsthand the good that this organization does.

“We’ve never bought donor lists,” says McKeown, who also happens to be my neighbor, increasing Keystone’s hyper-local appeal. “We’ve just been thoughtful about how to establish a year-round relationship with our supporters. So, when they’re making that choice, out of all the envelopes in front of them, they think: I know Keystone, and I know what they’re doing with my money.

Who gives, and why?

Minnesotans are the most generous people in the nation, donating more money and time than other Americans, according to a poll released in December by WalletHub, a personal finance website. And the “average donor,” McKeown says, is a 68-year-old woman less interested in “experiences,” as younger adults tend to be, than in giving money back to her community.Blog_MSP volunteering

As a female, 62-year-old, lifelong Minnesotan, I am thus a prime target. So, which of the many worthy appeals — from Move Minnesota, the Elizabeth Warren campaign, the Animal Humane Society, the Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation — will grab my attention, and my wallet?

This year I relied more on data than emotion, reviewing my checkbook for 2019 and listing every cause to which I had donated money throughout the year, from $10 a month recurring payments to one-time gifts of over $100. The patterns were eye-opening:

  • Female political candidates, including Warren, garnered the highest number of donations, though not always the greatest amounts.
  • “Green” is a value and a practice in my household, so in addition to regular, small donations to the Nature Conservancy and the Arbor Day Foundation — which inexplicably sent us trees to plant in early December — my husband and I gave our largest one-time gift to Environment Minnesota.
  • Public radio, public television and local food co-ops such as Seward — whose hiring practices demonstrate its commitment to diversity — get my membership dollars, but I am using their services, so those monthly contributions don’t really count as donations.
  • The women’s health organization to which I consistently give my time received no money until the “matching gift” plea showed up on Facebook and in my e-mail after Christmas.

Turns out, Minnesotans “love a deal,” McKeown says. A marketing director from Best Buy, one of the Twin Cities’ 17 Fortune 500 companies, serves on Keystone’s board. Originally from Atlanta, he tells McKeown that Best Buy markets differently in Minnesota to appeal to our bargain-hunting ways.

That’s why matching-gift appeals are so popular at the end of the year, she explains, even though it’s a heavy-spending season: “Someone who would give $100 may give $150 because they’re getting a match.”

Seventy-four percent of Minnesotans describe themselves as “somewhat” or “very religious.” That matters, too, especially in a state that is still primarily Christian. At a national conference in October, McKeown learned that year-end philanthropic appeals relate less to tax benefits — which are shrinking anyway — than to the tradition of being generous at Christmastime to your church.

The last three days of December are “the three busiest days for donations each year,” according to GiveMN, which promotes philanthropy in Minnesota. National data show that 12 percent of all gifts are made between December 29 and 31.

The handwritten list of where I donated money this year is less a budgetary tool than it is a list of values: from feminism and political engagement to environmental advocacy, animal rights, and supporting local shops and farmers. I am privileged, and it is a privilege to give.