

Behind the trash truck
A couple of mornings ago, I opened the front door to send my youngest child off to school and saw a line of cars backed up on my street, not moving. Looking to my left I noticed that they were behind the trash truck, and remembered that it was a regular trash pickup morning, one of two such mornings per week in our town. The trash truck stood still as the sanitation workers emptied a set of trashcans, then lumbered ahead two houses’ distance, then stopped again. With no shoul