When I was around five years old, there was one career goal I had in mind, and that was to be a trashman and ride on the back of a trash truck. I was fascinated with the whole process and back in the day, would follow the truck around the block that was my neighborhood. The way the compactor would crush all the trash into the back was quite intruguing. There’s even a story of one time I returned home from my trek around the block with a banana that had been gifted to me by one of the men riding on the back of the truck. No memory of whether my mother let me eat that banana, but that was always one of her favorite stories to tell.
David Lee 