I read everything myself at the fold-down desk with coffee, and I answer like it matters, because it does.
The Testicle Tabernacle
c/o R. Osterhout, Keeper
P.O. Box 66
Oatman, Arizona 86433
Mail gets collected whenever the route swings home, and always the third week of the month, without fail, because I say so.
Checked at the public library of whatever town I'm parked in. Give it a week. Give it two in high summer — the library's a walk.
The ramp's down at every stop, ten to dusk. Donor talk and pledge talk happen at the fold-down desk with the ledger open. Nobody's ever needed an appointment to see me and nobody ever will.
I've been filmed four times and done fair by twice. I stay open-minded anyway. Write me a letter that says plainly what you're after, and don't send a drone over my lot again. You know who you are.
Three dollars gets you the whole show, and the evening ledger reading is free to anybody standing in earshot, always has been.