I agreed to be a Loader. A Loader, I was told, had to have the ability to lift at least 50-70…read morepounds for three hours. Naturally, I saw this as a challenge, and I accepted. The Greater Boston Food bank employs 14,500 volunteers and provides 19.5 million meals to 320,000 people in New England annually, not just Boston. Volunteers allow the GBFB to defer nearly $600,000 in payroll costs. Wow. Volunteers help in many ways, but mainly by inspecting, sorting and re-packing food at the Roxbury warehouse. Here is what my team accomplished in an afternoon shift: . Number of volunteers: 43 . Total pounds of food sorted: 10,412 (Ten Thousand Pounds!) . Total pounds of food salvaged: 8,330 . Pounds of food sorted per volunteer: 194 . Meals made possible per volunteer: 149 . Total meals made possible by NAIOP volunteers: 6,407 There are many ways to help. You can donate money. You can donate food. You can volunteer for a less physically demanding job. Just do something.

If you're looking for a place to volunteer, this is it. Good for singles or groups. Call ahead,…read moresign in, get ready to sort. Huge new clean place used to sort donated food. It's awesome. You get a rundown on food safety, what to look for, how the process works, then you're off to the main room to sort. It's actually kinda fun. And the facility is nice and new so it's definitely safe and good. Bonus - they feed you expired candy and crap after you're done! Yay!?

This is a an amazing food pantry for the local area. Unfortunately it is like other businesses in…read morethat the pandemic has changed it. More people need food than before...so I would consider donating to them if you are in a position to help them. They prepare a fully cooked meal on Wednesday evening for the community. Everything I've got from there, either prepared dinner or my groceries has been great, fresh and tasty. I used to be in the position to help them 2x a year. Now I need some groceries for myself. Hopefully I'll be back to helping them before too long. But I will say that I have never been treated "less than" when I pick up my groceries. Amazing program with kind, dedicated volunteers. If you are part of a company or community that wants to help give back, I **strongly** encourage you to sponsor a meal. Thank you so much for being there ONT!! You are making a huge difference in lives and spirits. I've never walked away feeling like I have failed and felt shamed.

I will never go here again. That should start to explain things…read more If it makes it a little confusing, then let me go into detail. We, myself and one other person, came in early on a Wednesday morning. It was the 13th, to be specific. And we came in at approximately 8:56 am. What we didn't know however, was that it was Senior hour from 9:30 am to 10:30. That isn't what I'm complaining about though. Sure, we were a bit miffed that this wasn't on the website when we came but we didn't have any problem with it. We just sat there and waited for our turn. Then, at exactly 10:26, did the rest of the people who weren't 60+ started coming and we were at the front of the line. By now, we were just happy to be getting our turn. Then, a man, whose name I will not disclose, asked if he could move forward with the last people from the line for the 60+. They asked his age, from which he respectfully replied that he was 59. They let him in. But, now you see, this is where the plot thickens. He had someone with him. A woman who was clearly disabled in a walker who needed help to move around. They didn't let her in. This was a conundrum. Why? Let me go back. Before, there was another woman in the 60+ line who pulled along with her a young woman who was clearly in her 30s and very capable of staying behind and waiting her turn. So then, I ask you, was it fair that this 30 yr old was allowed access, while this poor, disabled woman was forced to wait outside, uncomfortable, like a common stray dog? I think not. Hence, the other person that I was with, started asking the guy who was at the front door, why they didn't let the woman in. She, the other person, was very respectful, and tried her best to be understood, because she had a bit of an accent and some words ran together occasionally. The guy looked a bit affronted. Then a woman who worked there came out and the whole thing started all over again. Then, he came out. I believe his name is Will McGovern. The pantry manager. This guy had to be 6'3 maybe, with a beer gut, blond, blue eyes, and holding a shake from McDonalds. He came out with fury in his eyes. He then started spewing, and pardon my language, bullshit about how she was disrespecting his employees, and a whole bunch of other shit. I swear, the guy was on a rampage. The people behind us were shocked. And angry. She looked shocked as well. She vehemently denied this, stating that she had only been asking. Anyone with eyes could see this. Literally anyone. The guy just kept saying "I dunno. I only know what I heard." In this namby-pamby little prissy boy voice. I was shaking by this point. Not from fear though. Oh no, not from fear. Rather, from anger. Anger that this incompetent little overgrown brat called this other person, who happens to be a close family member of mine, a liar. He then proceeded to pluck the card, the card that you use to get in, right from her hand and said that he would permanently take this away from her if she continued to disrespect his employees. I had enough of this by this point. I got right up in his face and told him off. I said, "Sir, I apologize for whatever you think you heard, but clearly, you are not listening. She told you what happened but you just wan't to live in your own little world of denial. I can vouch for this woman. She is trustworthy and she has never lied a day in her life. Never. She is painfully honest." I then started to say MY piece because he had his turn. It was my turn now. He was silent. Shocked in fact. I don't like causing trouble with people. I'm usually pretty easy going. But, this man, no wait, this Lounge Lizard, this social parasite, insulted us, disrespected us, and treated us like we were nothing. Like we were less than nothing. My grandparents didn't come here, to this country, to be treated like some bothersome parasite. We did not fight for our freedom, to be treated like crap. So that, when we need a little help, a little helot get back on our feet, to be treated like a common slave. So, if you, Lounge Lizard, social parasite Will McGovern, are reading this, I hope you feel ashamed of your actions. Will McGovern is a racist man who hates woman and Latinx people!

Excellent organization! Great people! Working for the less fortunate. Love their work and kindness.read more

They are very nice people there, volunteers have helped all kinds of people in need.read more

From the owner: Interfaith Social Services is dedicated to improving life for South Shore families and individuals…read morein need. Our unique approach relies on a team of volunteers, donors and community partners to deliver compassionate, client-centered programs focused on hunger, mental health and emergency assistance. Our offices, Food Pantry and Thrift Shop are located in Quincy, Massachusetts. Volunteers are the heart and soul of Interfaith Social Services. Last year volunteers contributed more than 20,000 hours of time serving within Interfaith’s various programs. Our volunteers commit to a 3-hour weekly shift in a variety of different roles.

SERVICE REQUESTED :…read more Free tapwater filled into 2 5gal jugs. *from outside spicket!!!! (due to being homeless in the summer with animals..) QUALITY OF SERVICE GIVEN : I won't say it was service cause it was anything but. This man was not only rude without reason, he enjoyed being mean and you could tell.. We are very quiet nice people my fiancé and I, we don't do anything but work and try to fix our situation because we don't enjoy being in it ..We are in an area where we have no access to water unless we go somewhere. so instead of going into a restaurant or business we chose a place that is supposed to aim at helping those in need. After being given permission by a person who claimed to be the "manager" of the NH food bank at the Manchester, NH East Industrial Park Drive location one night, after he had seen us going to fill up at night from an outside spicket in the parking lot *while the place was closed. We thought about it first and figured we actually felt like this would be the best place to do this cause they might actually be nice people like they claim to be in wanting to help people. However, after filling our water jugs a couple times per week for maybe a month (after hours so as to not bother anyone) which is when we got permission, we were approached by a man who said HE was the manager - alongside the man who had already claimed to be manager originally and were very rudely told "This is your last fillup you hear me? Go to the fire station!" In a very unwelcoming tone that actually startled us. when we stated we had permission, he quickly and abruptly snapped "no you don't!" Now, mind you - we've never been rude or stepped out of place with the food bank or any employees there, we had just politely requested water from an outside spicket cause it was summer and we were homeless at the time with animals.. I thought this place was supposed to care about those in need?? That was part of their mission was to serve the community. I didn't realize that only meant those who had money to donate & were not struggling. If this is what the donations pay for is for people to be extremely rude, judgemental, very unwelcoming, and to tell those in need that they weren't allowed to get free help from a place by means of FREE TAPWATER - Then the people donations dollars are definitely being wellspent, otherwise I know exactly where our money we are currently waiting to receive is NOT going. We will make sure it goes to places that actually help like they say they are doing and not the ones lying about it. Don't people like that realize It's hard enough to be struggling like this with nowhere to call home at night or to not be in a warm bed and feel safe?? Apparantly they don't care either. So to have a place that is supposed to help those in need turn you away for something of no cost to them even being that much of a necessity, and so rudely, I feel even more hopeless now more than ever... So thank you, and my animals that needed that water badly this afternoon say thanks as well The person running this place is mean and should not be in charge of a place like this at all.. I work two jobs my fiancé practically works around the clock and we drive a vehicle that frankly I thought would at least show people we try very hard to fix our situation and we have money just no home but this kind of thing shows me that the problem isn't hiding among the people struggling at all, it's in plain sight in the horrible ones who are running things! As long as that man runs that place it won't help anyone who needs it, I'd love to see where that money people donate under false pretense every year REALLY goes.!!

I volunteer here. The crew in the warehouse are all great to work with. The gals in the offices are…read morealso great. The crew upstairs in the culinary class do amazing things feeding the community. I love being part of helping to feed people in my state.

FFF is a local nonprofit org that delivers perishable food and produce to many smaller charities…read moreand nonprofits such as homeless shelters that serve meals or have meal programs. FFF solicits surplus or leftover food from local restaurants and farmers that would otherwise go to waste. FFF daily delivers this food to the needy people that need it usually within 24 hours of it being donated. FFF is a great nonprofit that does great things. I volunteered here once and helped them build a huge walk in refrigerator. Bravo to this fine local charity.

I second how awesome food for free is. I work with them to organize their pickups at the whole…read morefoods market that I work at, and I honestly look forward to seeing them every day. The drivers are really friendly, and it's such a badass cause. I know that this isn't such a yelp-ish business or place, but I can't pass up giving these guys their props for helping to bring a little charity to an increasingly conservative/uber-capitalist city as boston has become. I can't remember who said it but on the back of all their trucks reads: "When I feed the poor, they call me a saint; When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist." I'm no communist but I can't say enough about this sort of thing.