I remember it was in early July when I went out of my way to do a real bang up job of mowing the lawn and weeding. The yard really looked like a million bucks. I did it in the late afternoon.
The next morning I woke up and saw a beer can on the lawn and I laughed like hell because it reminded me of my father.
The beer can was sort of a fluke because this is not a trashy perimeter. About all one sees on the streets is a rare cigarette butt.
One time I drove my father to a package store to pick up a six pack and on the way home I asked him if he was going to pop one and he said he'd wait until we got home.
Then out of the clear blue he said, "Don't throw empties in the ditch. Always throw them out on the nicest well manicured lawn you can find so someone will pick them up and put them in the trash."
Instead of being annoyed as I went out and picked it up and put it in the recycling bin I looked on the brighter side and took it as a compliment to my fine mowing job.
Actually I was grateful because it reminded me on an evening with the Old Man.
Sometime soon I'll tell you guys the rest of the story about how he led by example.
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