Don’t Ask Again…


Every day my mailbox is stuffed full of things I didn’t ask for, especially charity pleas and catalogs. Respond to one and you’re on a thousand lists forever. With charities, if I give a little, I get so many more requests that my donation is all used up asking me for more money, and from a dozen other “good” causes, too. The first charity probably got their money back selling my name to everybody else. Then there are all the trees that died for that nonsense… don’t get me started! 

Contributed by 

Buck and Pennie Pintchar & Shirley A. Ponzi

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Walt Pickut’s writing career began with publishing medical research in1971 while working at the Jersey City Medical Center and the NYU Hospital and School of Medicine. Walt holds board registries in respiratory care and sleep technology as well as bachelor's degrees in biology and communication, and a master's degrees in physiology from Fairleigh-Dickinson University in New Jersey, with additional graduate work in mass communication completed at SUNY Amherst. He currently teaches Presentational Speaking in the Houghton College PACE program at JCC and holds memberships in the Society of Professional Journalists and the American Society of Business Publication Editors. He lives in Jamestown with his wife Nancy, an MSW social worker, and has three children: Dr. Cait Lamberton in Pittsburgh, Bill Pickut, a marketing executive in Chicago, and Rev. Matt Pickut in Plymouth, IN.