My Classmates Mocked Me for Being a Garbage Collector’s Son – on Graduation Day, I Said Something They’ll Never Forget
By eighteen, my whole childhood could be summed up in three smells: diesel, bleach, and old trash bags. My mom never planned on becoming a sanitation worker — she’d been in nursing school until the day my dad’s harness failed on a construction site. Overnight, she became a widow with a baby and a mountain…
