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Fern(Mi)    Posted 01-19-2004 at 17:43:07       [Reply]  [No Email]
Farmers notoriously know for being the premeer recycler, What has been your most serious effort this this end.
For example: when I was a child (Which sometimes takes a great deal of effort to remember that far back) my father had brought home s rather interesting supply of discarded lumber. Over the years the pile dwindled a piece nailed here and there as the need be for this material sort. Occasionaly, some pieces saw repeated temporary duty over and over again.
Because the nature of this material was differnt from the norm it wasn't difficult to tract the boards, for in the end I remember one last piece that had managed to see use four previous times, trasversing this state from Detroit west to Lake Michigan`n'So.Haven and then east to Flint having stopped on four properties along its way.
It was about five years ago I finally nailed this piece of lumber down, err was it up, for the last time. Now whenever, in my meanderings about the farm should I happen upon that board, I remember dad, along with my mother of waisting not wanting not. I was a depression kid, taught by my parents to make do.
Do de do do me so.

Michele in VA    Posted 01-26-2004 at 19:18:10       [Reply]  [Send Email]
My mom is French and nobody saves money like the French do. I mean, look what they eat for God's sake! They're also diligent recyclers.

If one of her six kids wanted to keep a bug in a glass house, Mom always had plenty of jars lying around. Dad's workshed is filled with jars of nails, bits, dirty oil, you name it. She also kept bags of every kind, and used gift boxes, used gift wrap and ribbons, of course. And to not wear hand-me-downs was unheard of.

I got really nutty about reusing when I first had kids. I pocketed my kids' lunch cookies in the empty packet bags from the instant oatmeal they'd eaten for breakfast. Any kind of packaging I'd wash and reuse.

In fact, it was when my kids were in school that I saw how our public schools taught elementary students to "reuse and recycle," all the while throwing out foam lunch trays every day (cheaper than washing the old hard plastic trays), white paper trash, even aluminum cans, behind the kids' backs. So I decided to become a newspaper reporter and go after them. That and over-development became my pet peeves. I wasn't a very unbiased reporter because of that, but I still believe I may have done some good.

Now I teach English, and my students see me recycle my coke cans, my plastic water bottles, my classroom newspapers. I don't know if they're conscious about what I'm doing, but I know it's squeezing in those brains somehow.


yep-    Posted 01-19-2004 at 18:02:43       [Reply]  [No Email]
My G'pa was a 3rd generation carpenter. Nothing escaped his discerning eye. The place he built had fine looking kitchen cabinets. The lumber came from crates that caskets were shipped in. The knobs were the wooden spools that thread came on. They were cut in half and a screw with washer held them in place. He built all the doors for the house from the same crating material.

I'm a carpenter, and I'll tell you that the material I find to recycle is not the quality of the wood G'pa used in his cabinets.
I blame that on the fast growth lumber we have to use nowadays. I do find some dandy dumpster prizes though.

We got 2 cast iron bathtubs we use to water cattle. I got them remodeling bathrooms for folks.

Mike D.

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