When I was a kid we were poor. My mom was a single mother with two boys and no real skills or education. I never thought anything of it, it was just the way it was. One of my favorite things to do was dumpster diving. There was no shame in it at all, in fact I can remember being proud of the neat things that I found. I can remember finding all kinds of stuff.
While driving home today I realized that I drive past an industrial park everyday and while looking in that direction I saw a stack of pallets and wood next to a dumpster. I could tell that some of it was oak.
Hmmmm......
Anybody here cruise places like that looking for wood?
While driving home today I realized that I drive past an industrial park everyday and while looking in that direction I saw a stack of pallets and wood next to a dumpster. I could tell that some of it was oak.
Hmmmm......
Anybody here cruise places like that looking for wood?