“Darrin! Crystal!” Our Dad, who was standing in his grey blue coveralls, hollers over to us as we played outside. “I’m going to the dump. Do both of you want to come?” We looked at one another and we smiled! That sounded like fun on a Sunday afternoon to a couple of youngsters. We jumped into “Dynamite,” Dad’s brown and beige Chevy pick up. Off we went, treasure hunting at the … [Read more...]