To The Daily Sun,

Walking my dogs I see litter, thrown out bottles and beer and soda cans. I pick them up and group them for when I next pass by going to our transfer station. I make a small pile. Today I picked up a cardboard MacDonald's Filet-o-Fish wrapping. Who, in such a hurry to eat-on-the-run, couldn't hold onto the packaging until home again with a trash basket handy? Who sees our road as only a car-track, not a tiny edge to our lovely countryside? Did this person grow up in an abusive home? Nothing was sacred? Personal relationships didn't amount to much? Aspirations for a good life were squelched by uncaring adults? The model for adulthood was to get away without caring? Only the "I" matters? I am sad for the crippled personality that is the mindset of the one throwing ugliness at our lovely New Hampshire.

Lynn Rudmin Chong


(1) comment

Alan Moon

Did you pick up your dog's poop?

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