We went, we saw, we ended up worn out a bit, but did some good
(My right hand is recovering from checking the "Rice" box on those bags, I'm sure the other volunteers are recovering from handling the ~9000 Lbs of French Fries they helped handle; I didn't learn what you folks did, bagging them or counting them or something?)
From Ghandi's essays "The Gospel of Nonviolence": "My nonviolence does not admit of running away from danger and leaving dear ones unprotected. Between violence and cowardly flight, I can only prefer violence to cowardice. I can no more preach nonviolence to a coward than I can tempt a blind man to enjoy healthy scenes."