Posted November 9, 2018
This week America pauses to honor its military veterans. The RAM Restaurant & Brewery is raising funds for Everyone For Veterans, a non-profit dedicated to connecting local communities to those who served. The RAM will donate $1 from every Mug sold of their popular and award-winning Hometown Blonde Ale.?
“Hometown Blonde for Hometown Heroes” starts Friday, November 9th and continues through Sunday, November 18th. Dave Iverson of The RAM said, “We are extremely motivated to help build awareness of Everyone For Veterans. Jackie Yeh, a former intern at The RAM and now with Everyone For Veterans, brought us together and once we learned more about their support and services, we were all in.”
Dr. Theresa Cheng, DDS, Founder and Executive Director of Everyone For Veterans added, “Veteran agencies have been aware of our organization, but getting our message out has been challenging. This collaboration with RAM is tremendous in helping to raise awareness and support of veterans.”?
Everyone For Veterans educates and connects the public to support veterans in their communities by offering free services or goods. Dr. Cheng said, “Presently we have a backlog of qualified veterans waiting for services.” She continued, “The RAM is a shining example of a local community member supporting veterans.”
“Hometown Blonde for Hometown Heroes” is happening at all RAM Restaurants & Breweries. Dave Iverson said, “Our goal is to take care of our veterans by raising money and informing the communities that we serve about this compassionate organization dedicated to improving the lives of our veterans.” Dr. Cheng added, “This is an opportunity to serve those who’ve served and The RAM is stepping up big time to help us get the word out.” Iverson added, “At the end of the day, it’s the right thing to do. It always feels good to help people.”
$1 will be donated for every Mug sold so come in now and raise a frosty Hometown Blonde Ale at The RAM in support of Everyone For Veterans. Put your money where your Mug is!
To learn more about Everyone For Veterans, visit www.everyoneforveterans.org
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