One man's trash...
Dumps are fascinating places. When I was a kid, any time my dad took us to the dump, it seemed like we always left with more than we took in. That was in the days before recycling programs and when dumps were vast expanses of exposed loot. There were comic books and toys and all sorts of other neat things - identifiable and unidentifiable - that a kid could love. My Mum would inevitably groan with displeasure when we returned, laden with our trashy treasures.
I pretty sure the days of dump-roaming are gone in most municipal dumps. Fortunately, the Whitehorse dump has a great little shack known as "The Free Store". People drop useable and salvageable things off and, sometimes within seconds, someone else scoops it up for their own use.
While you might not have a Free Store in your own community, there's something that's even better.
While this would be the logical time to tell you about it, I'm going to keep you in suspense.
I will tell you, though, that I got a twin bed from this even better source.
And I got a practically-out-of-the-box baby swing from this even better source.
And it was all free.
Really curious now, aren't you?
It's called Freecycle. Check out the website because there might be one where you live.
Posted by Meandering Michael
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