Waste
Not, Want Not
Have you seen that
commercial on T.V. with all the toilet paper rolls rolling down the streets?
The ad claims that there are enough of these rolls to fill the Empire State
Building…twice…over a short period of time.
Well, they are probably
right and I certainly go along with their solution of using the new product
they offer—a tubeless roll of toilet paper. Are there more ways we can “go
green” or reduce “our carbon footprint?” Those are popular terms we hear today and
we’d better listen, because we are running out of room to dispose of all the
stuff we don’t want anymore. We have become a society of consumers who with
each generation becomes more of a throw-away society than the one before it.
Remember the Great Depression
and World War II when we were savers instead of a society who despoiled the
environment? In the 30s it became necessary to save and reuse everything you
possibly could so that you could put food on the table and have a roof over
your head. Waste Not, Want Not.
Our mothers saved things
like string, rubber bands, and paper grocery bags. Oh, yes, paper bags and not
those plastic non-biodegradable bags that now fill our landfills. For that
matter, I never remember using plastic garbage bags at all. We had a big steel
barrel next to the barn where we dumped our house trash. Of course at some
point the powers that be decided that that practice was not all that sanitary,
thus the use of those black bags.
We didn’t throw things
away as much either. An appliance was meant to last for several years, not the
average time today which I observe as being from two to five years at the most.
My mother had her washing machine for over 20 years and it was still in good
working order after that. The T.V. we had in the living room was the one and
the only one we ever had. Same with the console radio we listened to the Long
Ranger on. Waste Not, Want Not.
We didn’t throw away
shoes or socks with holes in them either. Shoes were resoled and passed on to
someone else when we outgrew them. My mother had a darning egg in her sewing
kit which she used often to darn my father’s socks.
Yankee
Traders and Yankee Savers
I in fact come from a
long line of Yankee Traders and Yankee Savers to boot. Let me tell you a couple
of stories to prove it. These stories may be family fables but they just as
well could be true.
The first story concerns
an uncle who had a pair of “Spruce Head” shoes, meaning that he only wore them
in the summer while residing at the cottage there. I don’t think he ran around
the clam flats in them but they probably were imbedded with spruce sprills
eventually.
This uncle bought these
shoes at what then was called Sears and Roebuck. Flash forward 20 years and the
shoes are finally worn out. I don’t know if this practice is still in force but
Sears and Roebuck at that time would accept any product back with a full refund
if you were unsatisfied, no questions asked. Guess what? Yep, he took them
back. He may have even had the receipt from 20 years previous, but he got his
money back—no questions asked.
The second story
concerns my grandfather. Even though he was not living in poverty at the time,
he had some strange saving practices. If he went to a dinner at the Masons say,
he would, in true Jack Benny style, fold his napkin up very carefully and put it
in his pocket to be used at home later. What he used for a napkin while he was
eating at the Masons is anyone’s guess. Waste
Not, Want Not.
During WWII the country
was united in their saving habits, saving things like newspaper and scrap
metal. Most homes had a vegetable garden or “Victory Garden” so the troops
could be fed easier overseas. We were also forced to save or use things
sparingly like gasoline and sugar because we had to have a special coupon to
buy our allotment of those things.
How did we go so far
astray from our Waste Not, Want Not society?
Why do we need a new IPhone every year? Why do we always need to have the very
latest and greatest gadget?
I must mention hoarders
here, like those you see on T.V. They go too far in their saving habits but
they suffer from a mental disorder and could use our help in deciding what to
keep and what to throw out so that they do not end up living under such
unsanitary conditions.
A
Slap on the Back to the Great State of Maine
I congratulate my State
of Maine for being more environmentally conscious than some other states I’ve
lived in, such as Georgia. My sister-in-law, Kay should get a special
commendation for her recycling efforts. She recycles everything she possibly
can to take over to the recycling place in Thomaston. She has a compost heap
too.
Maine also has a
generous return policy regarding plastic and glass bottles. In Georgia we have
recycling sites to take stuff too—if you can find them. I think there may be
two such places in all of Gwinnett County where I live, an area that would
cover three or four counties in Mid-Coast Maine. The real kicker is that they
pay you by the pound as far as bottles go, not by each individual bottle.
Therefore you have to save bags and bags of the things to even make a few
dollars. No one is going to bother with that. Living here in this apartment I
have no room to save them and especially to keep them bug-free while I am
saving them.
I do the best I can, but
I know I can do better. I try to buy water bottles that use the least amount of
plastic and which I can twist into a smaller piece when I throw it away. When I
replace a big item such as a washer or dryer I always buy it from a store that
will remove the old one and recycle the parts on it so it won’t go into a landfill
somewhere. When I relocate to Maine, I will try to be more of a good citizen as
far as recycling goes. I want Maine to stay as beautiful as it is for as long
as possible.
Reduce,
Reuse, Recycle
These three words should
be our mantra today. There is a wonderful site online called “Green and Simple
Living” which has wonderful suggestions for today’s throw-away society. You can
find it at: www.green-and-siple-living.com. Go there to see a discussion of how
to create a better landfill; how you can practice the three R’s above;
Low-impact Living; and other environmental topics.
Let’s all promise our
children and grandchildren that we will leave them a world that is clean and
environmentally safe for them to live in as they grow older.
Thanks for listening.
From Patricia Williams and posted by Nina Reed on the Village Soup site: Sandra i love reading your post. i hope when you move back to Maine you will continue your writings. thank you, patricia williams
ReplyDeleteFrom David E. Myslabodski via Village Soup: Thanks a lot Sandra Sylvester for a very timely and well written article! As the saying goes…You never know the value of what you have till you lose it. Welcome to the club of people [myself included!] that have left Maine and came back, crawling on all fours, being thankful for the opportunity to live in such a special place . . . Please, let us know the moment you are back home in Maine, so you could help us preserve our little slice of paradise . . .
ReplyDeleteFrom Sandra Schramm via Village Soup: Thank you Sandra Sylvester for writing such an insightful message to all of us consumers of goods. Responsible shopping with an eye on the packaging we have to dispose of as well as recycling all that we can is the responsibility of all of society. Well written. I hope many read and follow your articles.
ReplyDeleteTo my readers: I had an email concerning the recycling trash can information in the ad to the right of this story. I do not have any connection with these products. I only allow them so that I can be remunerated according to how many times you hit on them. I do not sell these cans, sorry.
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