I’m sure some of our family must think we’re nuts for being in this organization. We’re not paid well, we’re asked to move around to support the mission, and we wear the uniform of The Salvation Army to bed, well okay, not to bed.

My history begins in Gillingham England where my paternal grandfather met up with The Salvation Army at age 17.  My maternal Great Grandmother had The Salvation Army meeting in her home in Niagara Falls in their early days in that town. So I’ve got lots of TSA DNA running through my veins.

Not many people really understand TSA, so I thought I would post this YouTube video. Enjoy and be educated!