Today is trash day in my neighborhood Barrio Heights.
Last night, as I was falling to sleep, I realized that I hadn’t drug the bins down to the curb. I got dressed and wheeled the gray and blue containers down to the curb.
I caught six and a half hours. Not bad.
This morning the trashmen came. They emptied the contents of the gray bin into the blue bin, and the blue bin into the truck.
That’s right. Barrio Heights does not have a recycling program.
Like street repairs and other luxury services, recycling has fallen under the axe.
It makes you wonder what other almost invisible city services have quietly disappeared.
We’ll always have Paris.