Cranks My Tractor

Published: Thursday, March 6, 2014 at 09:20 AM.

I’m from the South; I was a janitor at the newspaper where my Daddy worked.  I liked math because my Daddy taught me with a deck of cards and pair of dice.  I’m an average mathematician who has only mild psychological issues associated with raising teenagers and trying to figure out how to pay for college.

Still on the road to work, I also remembered the dump where my Mama would take me growing up.  

Yes, my Mama took me to the dump.  She was the best!

You see, through a little research, I found out the company in our county that made sporting goods would throw away all of the skateboard wheels they made that weren’t “perfect.”

I found their secret disposal location at the dump.

After cleaning the wheels, I repackaged them in brown paper and took them to school to sell to folks who needed new wheels for their skateboards or roller skates.  It was good business for a 14 year-old while it lasted. 

Now that I think about it, I didn’t even give my Mama a cut of the profits.  That bothers me just a little.  Somewhere in heaven, Mama is laughing.



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