One of the more colorful characters who lives in our unusual little lake beach house town is Earl, the woman who runs the town dump.
Earl is the kind of woman who didn’t get a job at the dump, the mayor came to him & asked Earl to just start using her land as the dump.
Earl had collected garbage & used cars for years, so her land looked appreciate a dump already, the two of us just sort of made it official. A few weeks ago Earl got her hand on an old weight bench, with a full set of weights. But it wasn’t for sale, she wanted to supply it to whatever lady was strong enough to carry it home. Earl had been inspired by the legend of King Arthur, only instead of a sword in a cement it was a weight lifting set. There was no level of weight lifting a woman could achieve to be able to carry the entire set at once, so it had to be done a little at a time. I had long wanted to start weight lifting, & was determined to be the a single to take this home. It took me all afternoon, I would carry a single weight at a time, however I kept walking up & down the street from our beach house to the dump, until 12 hours later I had a full weight lifting set in our garage. Earl wanted someone to prove that they were devoted enough to weight lifting that they would endure all that work, & she was glad for me.