I’m tempted to say I had fun this morning, but I don’t know if I’d really call picking up trash along the side of the road “fun”. But I did help clean up Copperas Cove .. our new home town.
I figured there was a reasonable chance that I might be up by 9am, and we didn’t have anything else planned until after lunch, so I told Ana I was going … and about 8:30 this morning, I actually got up and got ready.
We all met up over at the GC Service parking lot, were they had coffee and doughnuts to eat, passed out t-shirts and safety vests, and explained how things were going to work.
I was selected to be part of the crew that would be cleaning up Ave D .. which is the road I drive down every day to and from work. We all drove over to the Sherman Williams parking lot for a second meet up. There I was given my trash bag and “grabber”. That grabber turned out to be something my back greatly appreciated.
We we navigated our way across the road, it was time to start picking up. We went both directions, the length of the road. It was a pretty good turn-out, with a couple of different groups, some retired people, and even some high school kids. I was actually surprised there weren’t more military people out there.
For the most part even the trash wasn’t too bad. However, this experience did renew my scorn for smokers. There were a few sections of the road where I swear it almost looked like people had pulled over and just dumped out their ash trays.
I’m not sure if this is just a yearly thing, or as I suspect, several times a year. I suppose I’ll find out, since I gave them my phone number and email address.