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Or am I part of the disease?
As usual this morning, there is usually one song – and usually one song only – that is set on replay in my brain as I step through the door for my walk. The song de jour at 6:35 a.m. was Clocks by...
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One week’s take: messy, yucky, sordid…
How much trash can you pick up in a week? Apparently a lot. No matter how you slice it, it’s a messy, yucky and sordid business. All manner of goo seeps out of containers and bottles and fast food...
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10 photos, 10,000 words…
It’s hard to spin words about trash sometimes. Perhaps there’s something to the adage that one-photo-is-worth-1,000 words. If that’s the case, I’ll let 10 photos do 10,000 words worth of talking.
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Because it’s there…
I stepped out the front door at 6:15 a.m. on the dot, bolstered by uber-strong coffee in my ever-present go-cup as per usual. Oh yeah, plus one bag. I don’t get very far along my 3+ mile route when I...
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Send me your photos – stat!
Pick Up Your Path! was never intended to be a one man show. Because litter-trash-junk-debris seems omnipresent world-wide, I’m inviting readers to post photos of scenes of carnage (from the litter...
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Still reason for thanks …
So there I was on Sharon View Road at 5:35 a.m., ready to say Thanks for letting me do this messy job … blah, blah, blah in a silent, self-congratulatory tone when a plastic shopping bag comes into...
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A record if records were kept …
There are no records kept of what’s picked up and how much. (What’s really weird/sick/truly odd is that back in the day when this whole shebang started, I used to keep a list on paper of what I...
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A thanks to unsung heroes …
My friend and sometime photo contributor Sherry, in her own inimitable style, gave me a gentle prod last week. She called me out for my unceasing bitching about slobs – while never giving a pat on the...
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Idiot or devotee? No decision there …
19F might seem to deter most walkers; what could possibly be wrong with a hand-clutching extra cup of hot coffee while you wait for the sun to rise and the frostiness to subside? But then there’s yours...
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A sorry state on South Blvd. …
When I need work done on my aging Camry, I haul it over to a little shop on South Blvd. in Charlotte. They advertise that the work will be done speedily. It never is. So, rather than sit around for the...
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A sickening accounting: seven lurid days in June … adios, litter control...
Sometimes one needs to be careful what one wishes for. Over the years I’ve guesstimated the poundage of retrieved trash and opined ad nauseam about the vileness of varying pieces of litter, but never...
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