Time For The Dump

Over the last couple of years, there’s been a pile of garbage near the end of Donald Avenue which seems to get bigger and bigger. It’s like some kind of magnet.

Since the Reichart’s closed off their burn pile because some people were abusing it, there’s no local place to dump burnables like rotten wood and brush. It was nice of them to provide it in the first place, so we shouldn’t complain.

However, now we don’t have a local place for burnables, let alone compostable material and, as everyone knows, the nearest landfill is in Princeton. That’s a few miles and a bit of gas. You wouldn’t want to go there and find it closed.

I’d forgotten when they were open so I just looked on the net to see what their hours of operation are. The RDOS site claims no responsibility and sends you to the Princeton site. Oops! After more than a year, the official Princeton site still says “coming soon”. So you’ll get no information until they get around to it, or turn professional, which ever comes first.

OK nevermind, it’ll be on the dump tags then. Oops again. Oh well, they do have a phone number. In fact I just called it and was greeted with an excellent example of recycling.

I got to listen to one of those hilariously scratchy answering machines from the last century. If you’re as old as me, you’ll remember those machines. They used magnetic tape on little rolls – cassettes, they called them. Anyway, it’s worth the call just for the trip down memory lane. The number is 295-0500, but to hear the machine don’t call when they’re open, which is 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. Saturday to Wednesday. Thursday and Friday they’re closed, so that’s a good time to call. But hurry – that tape is on it’s last legs.