Drove down to the Idaho Youth Ranch thrift store and dropped off all of my pants (except for my suit pants which I'm keeping for sentimental reasons as I got married in them). I took the trash bag full into the Youth ranch while wearing the Kilt my wife made for me this Christmas. I entered the donation area and the lady was preoccupied, collecting some books off the floor. After a minute, I said, "Is it okay if I leave this here."

She looked up at me, startled and said, "I'm sorry I didn't notice you." It's not too often that a 6'3", 340 pound man in a kilt heres that.

The main point is that the donation was accepted.