You learn something every day.
At least I do. On most days. I love to
learn, even if its something simple like the existence of this gravel
pit. About 1/2 mile from my house, you'd never know it's
there without walking in and looking. I went down a blocked
off road on Elmwood Ave, and found this.
The operator of this rig drove it clear across the yard to see if I
needed something. "No, thanks, just passing through.
I never knew this was here." I told him.
"Yup", he answered, "we like to keep it low key.
We've been here 40 years, and most people don't even know
it's here." "I know what you mean", I told him, "My family
owned a gravel pit that was used to build many of the roads in
Sterling. In the 70's they tried to re-open it to help pay
taxes on my grandfather's farm. 'Oh' they complained, 'the
big trucks will make the streets dangerous, and the noise and dust will
be unbearable.' This pretty much disproves that story."
"Well, you have a good day now" he said.
As I thought of the name of the business, I thought this
might be the same person that chased us out of the Sterling branch of
this gravel outfit. We seemed to have a thing as kids for
sliding down gravel pit walls on just about anything, bicycles,
toboggans, cardboard, bare feet.
A younger feller, probably about 25
drove this in and out. I didn't chat with him. This
truck has probably been in use for more than 40 years.
Heres something I learned today. A way of embedding a video
on a web page, without the browser complaining about plug ins, or
wanting you to save the file to a folder on your PC. Not sure
if this will work for all, so send me an email if you have
problems. I'm told that the water running is part of the process of producing washed stone.
This is all you see from the main road
at the entrance to the gravel pit.
A younger feller, probably about 25
drove this in and out. I didn't chat with him. This
truck has probably been in use for more than 40 years.
This is all you see from the main road
at the entrance to the gravel pit.