Bryan's creation, AAPK, has been on the web for thirteen years, absolutely free.
We can post photos here and not be forced to utilize a separate hosting website and then have the posted photos disappear from a discussion thread at a later date because someone drops their membership to PhotoBucket, DropShots, etc. Some of the greatest threads at BF re' vintage knives are now missing 20% or more of their wonderful photos because of that and they cannot be replaced.
We can discuss values here without impinging on someone's appraisal business.
We can disagree on something without being banned.
We can discuss religion and politics if we wish.
We have a Prayer Team.
And Bryan has never asked for financial help, but there have been occasions when someone has spearheaded a donation campaign to help him out. I don't think that's occurred more than three times since I've been here.
A year or so ago, my Robeson website
http://www.RobesonsRme.com, went belly up due to a problem at the hosting site. I tried repeatedly to get it back up and running. All I got was the runaround. Everybody claimed it wasn't their problem, call such-n-such, but such-n-such just put it back on the others. Three entities were involved and none could fix the problem, but they kept wanting their yearly fees for hosting a site no one could access. And during that protracted discussion period, they deleted every word and photograph I had posted to their site. Gone. Pfffft!
A few months ago, Bryan contacted me out of the blue, asking if he could help. Between the two of us, mostly him, as I am data challenged, the site is back up with graphics designed by Bryan. We found archived snapshots of the site on the internet.
Is it perfect? No, because in uploading the data to the hosting site, some spacing criteria was deleted and I cannot edit it via the hosting website, but my site is available again.
Bryan would not let me pay him anything for that.
So, for me, a supporting membership decision required no thought whatsoever, just the length of time it took for my brain to fire off a message to my mouse clicker finger.
Charlie Noyes