This summer, part of our big Bradford Pear Tree fell in our back yard. It was unsightly being a half tree (not to mention hazardous) so I hired our church yard guy to take the rest of the tree down and to the city dump. I didn't realize how pricey it is here in Dallas to (1) hire someone to chop a tree down (God had already done half of it)... and (2) pay to dump it. It just so happens that if I ride to the dump with the guy, and actually drive the dump truck through the gate, then I get it for free. Well, that's a no-brainer. I'll ride and drive the the dump (not to be confused with a popular furniture store).
Anyway, I was amazed at how many people visited dump yards in the middle of the day. Business was brisk! At the appropriate time, I switched seats with the tree man, proved my citizenship to an illegal Hispanic, and then drove through the gate with my tree carcass in tow. I was
very impressed with this city of refuge. First, it was like a mountain. Probably the only mountain in the DFW area for atop this mountain of garbage, I could see for miles and miles! It it weren't for the terrific smell, it would be prime real estate for us prairie dwellers.
Anyway, I noticed alot of huge, huge trucks riding along the garbage ridge and packing down the new
layer of scenic property atop the mountain of mess. Seeing that, I thought Eli may want to tag along.
When we got back to the house, Eli and Mom had made it home. Eli met the Tree man for the first time. The Tree man was an older guy whose girth and years of Tex-Mex had created the typical large, sticking-way-out belly that some men get along the way. I must admit that this man's belly was quite a site. When Eli met Mr Tree man, the first thing that came out of his mouth was... "Wow, you must have eaten the WHOLE WATERMELON." After I explained to Eli that talking about someones belly was not going to win friends and influence people, we all hopped into the dump truck and off we went our final load.
Now we've been blessed to visit some cool places as a family. Just last year, we all went to Orlando and did the Disney thing with Uncle Todd. And we've seen some cool stuff along the way. But never have I EVER heard my son exclaim with such delight as I did on that second trip.
He absolutely loved it. In Eli's words, "Dad, this is the most awesome place I've ever been!" Despite the belly comment, The Tree Man even let Eli pull the trigger to dump the tree.
It was good to once again see things through innocent and young eyes. From the mouth of my son, today's lesson: There is beauty in everything...even a mountain of slime garbage.
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