Steve is understandably miffed by being awakened by a garbage truck at oh-dark-thirty. I don’t blame him for a minute, and I’m extremely pleased our garbageman is lazy and never shows at our house until after eleven.

As for the beepers, I understand the need for those all too well.
IN the early 80’s, when I was working at Inland, I would park in a 200 acre lot and walk in through the east gate, then across the first rolling mill, past continuous cast, through the bloomer, through the stripper, and into the Coke plant. I did this every day, as did a lot of people. THis was just before beepers on trucks, and I witnessed why- at least in our area.
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