Category Archives: Garbage Picking
Forty Years and Counting!
The traditional 40th anniversary gift is a ruby. I don’t particularly enjoy rubies. We went ziplining instead. But, that is another post for another time. Forty years, folks, that’s how long it’s been. When I think about the years that … Continue reading
Hi-Ho The Derry-O, A Junking We Will Go!
All of my life, or at least for the portion that I was able to walk, I have been a garbage picker. In my mind a garbage picker is kind of like the American Pickers, only less “picky”, not as … Continue reading