Image via WikipediaThere is a bit of swelling pride that fills my soul when I admit, freely, that I have been a dumpster diver. I think it can all be linked back to memories of my first bicycle. My dad brought it home with him after he had been to the local landfill. It wasn’t the prettiest thing in the world, but after a little work, my dad presented it to me. The first thing he did was tell me to get on and gave me a push down the hill and that is how I learned to ride a bike!
I can say that I am guilty of getting quite a few things out of the dumpster. Among the items I ‘ve gleaned from the waste of others are: computers, furniture, books, movies, collectable magazines, and even a radio. I guess I caught the bug from my father and it was nutured by my older brother. Any way you look at it, it’s in my blood.
One of the drawbacks of being a dumpster diver is that it also leads to being a pack rat. This quality makes my better half cringe. She doesn’t understand the whole hording thing. I don’t blame her. When I moved in with her, I had to leave behind a lot of stuff in a storage shed. Now, I just need to find the time to go through all of it and maybe have a yard sell or something.
Well, that about wraps this up for now, and if you have any 1970’s FisherPrise “Little People”, you might want keep them out of my sight. I’ve been looking for the doggie for a few years. 😉
My ex was from a financially comfortable family. She taught me to get out and walk. Sometimes walking up alleys something “set out” to be disposed of, would catch my attention. I remember a day that we were walking in an affluent neighborhood.(around the time we were remodeling a house) We walked by a house where they were remodeling, too. There was some real nice wood, a chandelier, plumbing fixtures. Her eyes lit and she says “Go, get the van while I pick through this.” When I came back with the truck she says “What have you done to me? I would never have given this stuff a second look.” Like your my folks passed that eye for useful, cool things along to myself and my sibs. What a cool life. I hate the pack rat part. I have stuff here that my pack rat kids left 10 years ago. What is it all? I will look to see if your dog is there.
Jay T.
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I found one of those doggys.. its yours.