Originally Posted by hedgiemama
When I was a child we lived near a dump...I road my bike to it with friends and we looked at the stuff. The person who supervised the dump was unfortunately named... last name...Outhouse. I always felt badly for them.
There was a sanitary landfield down the street from my grandmother. She and th neighbors used to watch for the trucks and then go down so they could go through the stuff before it was buried.
Depending on who was working they would either wait until they were finished OR immediately start bulldozing it under.
It was all new stuff. Guess it was overstock and was a tax write off maybe????
"Lord,if you cain't forgive me all my sins,just don't remember them too good,no." "Thank you,Amen"