Here I am, getting ready to take a CRV-load of scrap off to B&B Recycling, our friendly local metals re-processor. B&B paid $6 for the lot — better than my paying them, which is what I had half expected.
Where did I get all those aluminum chairs? You may be asking yourself this question. Years back, I was a member of a lawn chair drill team. I can’t find a photo, but this Youtube video of another team will give you the idea. Once people found out I was on the team, chairs just seemed to come to us.
The video reminds me of an experience the team had at a Fourth of July parade in the village of Branchport. We paused to run through our routine, as a young father watched with his son, about 10 or so. After we finished, the father leaned over to the boy and said, “You see, Johnny? That’s what happens when you get old.”
Well, we did it for a good cause — to advertise Milly’s Pantry, which works to assure that children in our community do not go hungry. So what if we made fools of ourselves!
The chairs are history now. What with the bikes we gave away a few weeks ago, an entire corner of our basement is now completely empty!