Before recycling and municipal pick up of household waste, there were public dumps that homeowners were expected to use.
Ours was a small community and thus a small dump. Charlotte Harris went to the modern equivalent and was suitably impressed.
Dad ‘monbacked me into one of maybe ten huge bays. In the bays on either side of me were construction vehicles unloading debris. Behind us, the most gigantic bulldozer I have ever seen (imagine the biggest bulldozer you can think of then double it!)
She says if she ever has a boy, she is taking him there. She has her head screwed on straight. When I was a kid, we would hook up the most sorry excuse for a trailer on the back of dad’s truck and load it up for the dump.
I think the trailer would hold four barrels, and had very high sides (at least to an eight year old.) There were no massive bulldozers, just an old tractor with a scoop, to move around the waste. Back then waste wasn’t covered, it was just left to make a big compost heap.
There were two cool things about going to the dump.
- sometimes dad would let me drive on the way home
- if I wasn’t in the truck, I was riding in the trailer