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The Glories of the City Dump
People throw away all sorts of great stuff, so I can understand why you were excited. I don't go to the city dump these days, but someday, I'm going to find the Secret of Life in a dumpster.
By: Katy Anders on May 5, 2014
If only dad was an alcoholic so I could get cool stuff...love the way a kids mind works.
By: Cranky on May 5, 2014
There you go again ... bragging about your privileged upbringing! But seriously, it sounds like a lot of fun. We didn't have a dump; we went to the old cement factory down by the parkway. Loved to play in the piles of sand and climb over the stacks of cement blocks -- and I'm sure, like you, we got plenty of exposure to toxic waste!
By: Tom Sightings on May 5, 2014
Your childhood remembrances are always the very best reads. I love you and Ricky's adventures. Smelly or otherwise. Great story.
By: Oma Linda on May 5, 2014
You find the child in all of us. You have a wonderful memory to recollect your childhood memories.
By: Daniel LaFrance on May 5, 2014
what a great boys' paradise!
By: TexWisGirl on May 5, 2014
Are you a hoarder? I dislike hoarder homes. I throw out so much stuff. Minimalist is my motto.
By: Michael Offutt on May 5, 2014
ahhh the dump! By the time I was 10 we were living in the Bay Area and my dad and I would go to the dump in Palo Alto ( I think that's where it was ) and get rid of stuff and also feed the ducks! I'd take all the bread scraps saved up and toss them to the ducks and geese and of course sea gulls! It was the second best thing after going to the hardware store! Thanks for sharing your ever fun memories!
By: Kathe W. on May 5, 2014
The first time I was ever at a dump was when I had my own house and was already in my 30s. I DID enjoy it. But I couldn't wait to shower! Your mother would have been proud of ME!
By: Mitchell is Moving on May 5, 2014
My children would have loved to be able to do that!
By: mimi on May 5, 2014
Boy did this bring back memories. I lived on a private lake that had its own dump. When my best friend and I would get the blues, we would hike down the road to rummage in the dump bringing home treasures that often our parents had dumped there the previous week. Good to know we weren't the only dump diggers.
By: Akansas Patti on May 5, 2014
You nailed the odors from the dump. It's one of those smells you can never forget. Here it is illegal to pick up stuff at the dump so no fun here.
By: red on May 5, 2014
Your story brought back one of my childhood memories, too. Great telling!
By: Pixel Peeper on May 5, 2014
If my husband were to go to a place like that, he'd definitely come home with twice as much as he went there to dump. He loves "fix it" projects, and even something he can't fix will be kept for the day he'll find one he can fix and needs the first one for spare parts. Thank goodness there are no dumps around here...
By: Lexa Cain on May 5, 2014
Your really would have envied the caretaker of our dump. He had a little shack with a cot in it, right there on the premises. And he got first crack at all the treasures.
By: Val on May 5, 2014
I've never been to a dump. I've missed out on so much in life. Love, Janie
By: Janie Junebug on May 5, 2014
What a great memory- I can almost smell the Stink of the Dump~
By: Shelly on May 6, 2014
Funny, as I was reading, I was thinking "Good God, what about the smell?" Maybe that's why I've never seen a female garbage collector. It's a guy's paradise, a gal's hell. xoRobyn
By: Robyn Engel on May 6, 2014
come and have a rummage in my garage - you'll be in dump heaven!
By: Glen on May 6, 2014
The innocence of you, wonderful tale!
By: John on May 9, 2014
I was the same way about the dump when I was little but nowadays you can't get me anywhere NEAR that place!
By: marcia @ Menopausal Mother on May 9, 2014
A great post and a great memory! Thanks for sharing it, Stephen :)
By: Sharon Bradshaw on May 10, 2014
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