After the disaster relief van driver totalled my car, the RC didn't want to pay for it (their driver failed to yield, and was speeding through a residential neighborhood--his fault).
That was it for me. Then, while muttering about it one day, a WWII vet I knew related they were sold the contents of their Red Cross care packages, and I heard the same from my Father (Korea) and a bunch of friends who were in Viet Nam.
By contrast, during that same flood, the Salvation Army had a mobile canteen truck which made rounds, which visited us while we were unloading sandbags and squeezing back a 100+ ft. long bulge in the poly liner in the dike. But at three AM, cold, wet, spirits flagging and kept going only by knowing if that poly ripped, the dike on that side of the river would breach and whole neighborhoods could be lost, here came that canteen truck with hot food and coffee...
Seven semi loads of sandbags in the rain with a handful of college students and a local guy about the same age, and we had it reinforced by dawn.
The Salvation Army has received my donations ever since.