I donated blood today.

I sometimes wonder what makes people donate blood.

It’s one of those things that I hope I never need. Someone else’s blood.

But I would want there to be enough blood if I needed it. Or someone I cared about needed it.

I’m not driven to donate. But I think it’s the right thing to do.

Maybe it’s the salty snacks that keep me coming back.

I guess a better question is why don’t more people give blood?

Some people can’t give.

And lots of people don’t think about it.

There’s the inconvenience of donating blood. Answering questions. Getting poked in the finger. Waiting. Getting poked in the arm. More waiting.

But after that…?

Salty snacks.

Come on…

Isn’t that worth a pint of blood?