One Man's Trash ANOTHER'S TREASURE


| October/November 1987



RR #1, Box 63, Avoca, Iowa 51521

When I came home from my tour in Germany, my first job in civilian life was at a salvage yard. I believe that was one of the most interesting jobs I have ever had. I learned a lot of things that have come in handy in later years.

Just a few years ago our son David took a job with a local contractor, under the Iowa Job Service. This was a program set up to encourage employers to give high school students a summer time job. The employer actually paid something like one dollar and forty cents per hour. However, the state picked up the rest, up to the minimum wage.

David painted buildings and helped out as an extra hand wherever needed. It seems the boss owned a small farm just out of town and David was painting the buildings. One day David asked me to take him to work. He said the boss couldn't provide transportation that day and besides, there was something he wanted to show me. When we arrived at this farm, he showed me-there were old farm implements setting all over the place. He said the people who had lived there some 10 years before had abandoned everything. His boss had told him he could have it all if it could be cleaned up in two months. If not, it would all be bulldozed into a big pit down by the creek.

We walked around through weeds sometimes over our heads to inspect all the buildings. I made an estimate of 20 tons of old iron. The farm had once had a dairy herd and the special built milk house had a lot of the stainless piping and brass fittings. David's boss said some of these buildings 'would go', sp 'clean up everything.'

That weekend, David and I made an agreement with a farmer friend who lived just a few miles away. We not only needed help, but also a place to store everything temporarily. The friend had a one ton truck and a John Deere tractor with a loader, which we used to lift a lot of the heavy things.