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Vic Smith

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008 09:00:09 -0700 (PDT), wrote:

After getting back in my house after a recent catastrophic event, I
was in bed and not able to sleep. There was a lot of construction
lumber and stuff in the front of the house, and I heard a car pull up.
Opened up the windows and asked what's going on. A school aged
sounding girl said "we're looking for scrap in your garbage". That's
sad, I told them to take whatever. After I got back in bed, I thought
about it, and hope that they aren't so desperate that they have to
count on my garbage to get a meal.

Doubtful, with all the aid programs available.
I was cleaning the garage recently of all the crap my kid has piled up
fixing cars and had some stuff on the driveway.
An old pickup with a little Mexican guy in a baseball cap driving
stopped in the street and gave me an inquisitive look.
I waved him over and him and his little guy passenger also wearing a
ball cap came across the street to where I was already piling up
alternators, manifolds, a compressor, and assorted other good scrap
for them.
As they got close I was thinking "Man, these are little guys."
They had their heads down, but when I talked to them they lifted them.
I thought, "Man, these guys are real pretty. What's wrong with me?"
Luckily, it was two girls. First time I saw that too.
They didn't know what the hell they were doing because they were
willing to take anything I put near them, even plastic cowlings that
looked like metal, but I didn't let them take anything worthless and
wasting their space. They scored a lot of copper.

--Vic