I may be in the minority here, but I'll always give to the Red Cross. My parents live up near Canyon Lake and their house was largely wiped out when the lake topped the spillway in 2002. We finally are able to get back in to our subdivision after about a week, and it's just one of those "Where the hell do you start?"-type deals. My dad and I were out working in the electrical panel, so that what was left of the house wouldn't burn down when electricity was turned back on, and securing a bunch of loose wires that formerly went to some outbuildings. It was balls hot and we had been at it for the majority of the day and it still seemed like there was so f-u-c-k-i-n-g much to do...it literally felt like a hopeless deal, because damn near all we had was lost or ruined. About that time, the RC comes through in a van with a hot meal and plenty to drink and some supplies that we kinda needed, but maybe could have done without. And most of all, encouragement. Let us know if you need anything, or if there's anything we can do for you. Some Menonites were rolling in to the area and were coordinating with the RC, and they said they could send them by if we felt we needed the help.
I know this is anecdotal and in the grand scheme of things it was small, but the RC picked us up that day, and I'll not forget it.