When the garbage truck stopped coming
Here’s a story that did not make the news. It’s about garbage, bears, and those who hunger and thirst for righteousness.
The company that picks up trash in our county had a difficult time this summer. After losing two key employees, their collection schedule fell apart like a hungry four-year-old in a grocery store. People across the county went days and sometimes weeks without their trash getting carried away, and needless to say nobody was happy about it.
Out where we live, five different households leave their garbage cans and blue recycling bags at the corner of our lot. One week nothing got picked up, and the next two weeks the trash got collected but not the recycling. Soon there were more than 20 blue bags of newspaper, milk cartons, and empty cat food cans piled up. It was starting to remind me of a modern art exhibit, something Christo might install in Central Park.
