At 11:14 PM 10/15/97 -0500, you wrote: >Liz Albrook wrote: >> I'm planning on hustling leaves this >> fall and have been worried that people would think I'm whacko (don't >> say it, George). Believe it or not, the only reason I didn't go out >> leaf hustling last year is that I was intimidated by how I thought >> people might react. Dumb, huh. But this is Idaho and I had a vision >> of folks with rifles and hunting dogs. > > This is Kansas. Once after wondering for a couple of years what was >happening to all the leaves, I pulled into one of my best neighborhoods >and had a vision of two people walking down the street behind a 3/4 ton >dual wheel pickup towing a big old livestock trailer not yet quite full >of _my_ leaf bags. > Never had complaint one. I have, however, had people come trotting around >the house bringing out more of them before I "got away." You eventually do >get choosy: if you can't lift it with one hand you might not want it, but I >suppose that depends on what you're using them for. Wet or tightly-packed >leaves don't work too well for piling around the hovel - but beer cans, >plastic toys, wine bottles and broken concrete blocks aren't much fun to >shred, either. Even if the trusty old W-W _will handle them. > > BK--- > "no hands below this line" > A W-W shredder! Gawd, haven't thought about them since I sold my ten-year old model in 1976. Do they still make the things? I must have shredded 50 tons of leaves, newsprint, dried cow flops, and assorted stuff out of the kitchen, not to mention 5 acres of tallow and sweet gum saplings. Loved that old thing. George