It’s Just another day…it’s cold…the wind is blowing it’s been snowing and the heater I left on to heat the ‘toll booth’ has not really kept the place warm enough…oh well!
I count and justify the money given me, and wait to open the gate for my friends to come in. I am slowly learning first name and something that would help me remember their name. Alfi and bailey come in…Dick comes in and Sarge…almost everytime he comes in…brings a gift from the garden or some of that dark sweet amber gold…that he tapped and boiled to perfection last spring. It’s out of this world.
The first time you come to Alpco recycling you’re a customer…after that you’re a friend!
These friends come in once a week…others come once every two weeks…or longer. It’s their schedule.
