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Every year, KAG in the Atlanta area along with others in the sci fi community like the local laser tag group and the 501st, gather to promote Toys for Tots. This year is no different. Below are the locations where you can find us as we gather in full regalia and stand in front of the store asking for either monetary donations or unwrapped toys.

Dates: Sat. Dec. 28th and Sun.  29th.

Toys R Us at Akers Mill in Atl-Marietta

2997 Cobb Pkwy, 1 mile south of the galleria.
Time: 1pm to 6pm

Dates: Fri. Dec. 4, Sat. Dec. 5, Sun. Dec. 6

Venture Sports Show in Lawrenceville

Hwy. 120 and Hwy 316, next to staples in the staples/starbucks/hooters shopping center right off the exit.
For more info, see the link below. This is a 10 year old tft supporting event, with sports celebrities. they would appreciate any ammount of time spent by us in costume at their show.  http://venturesports.org/TOYS-FOR-TOTS.html

Date: Sat. Dec. 19

Hooters (same location as above), Hooters big blow out donation day for TFT.if you have any questions, or other tft drive events, please let me know. This is immediate and important. there are more than 70,000 donation requests this year, as so many folks in atl wont be able to provide gifts for their children. please step up and help out as much as you can. 

Thanks
Chris
CDR, DPQ, KAG
Chrmn, SGSCON

This is from my godson who is training to be a Marine. As some of you know, the Klingons in the Atlanta area work with the Marines for Toys for Tots. So this poem is dedicated to all our service people out there who work hard for freedom so you don't have to.

'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one-bedroom house made of plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney, with presents to give
and to see just who in this home did live.

As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand.
On the wall hung pictures of a far distant land.

With medals and badges, awards of all kind,
a sobering thought soon came to my mind.
For this house was different, unlike any I'd seen.
This was the home of a U.S. Marine.

I'd heard stories about them, I had to see more,
so I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping, silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one-bedroom home.

He seemed so gentle, his face so serene,
Not how I pictured a U.S. Marine.
Was this the hero, of whom I'd just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

His head was clean-shaven, his weathered face tan.
I soon understood, this was more than a man.
For I realized the families that I saw that night,
owed their lives to these men, who were willing to fight.

Soon around the Nation, the children would play,
And grown-ups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom, each month and all year,
because of Marines like this one lying here.

I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.
Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye.
I dropped to my knees and I started to cry.

He must have awoken, for I heard a rough voice,
"Santa, don't cry, this life is my choice
I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more.
My life is my God, my country, my Corps."

With that he rolled over, drifted off into sleep,
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep.

I watched him for hours, so silent and still.
I noticed he shivered from the cold night's chill.
So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
and covered this Marine from his toes to his head.
Then I put on his T-shirt of scarlet and gold,
with an eagle, globe and achor emblazoned so bold.
And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
and for one shining moment, I was Marine Corps deep inside.

I didn't want to leave him so quiet in the night,
this guardian of honor so willing to fight.
But half asleep he rolled over, and in a voice clean and pure,
said "Carry on, Santa, it's Christmas Day, all secure."
One look at my watch and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, Semper Fi and goodnight.