what a great way to get the kids outside

that might get me out the door!

I used to work around the corner from a pickle packing company. That's a whole different sense!

Plus having to dodge all those storks had to have been tough.

Beats having an abandoned sewage treatment plant that we had growing up. Eventually they plowed it over for hockey\tennis courts.

But my Mom grew the greatest tomatoes back there. Must not have been any toxicity in those, because we all turn out OK.