Jackson County North Carolina Waste Management and Recycling Center: The Dump
When I moved to Western North Carolina many years ago, I went through some culture shock. Despite the amazing beauty of the mountains, and the wonderful climate, I was suddenly in a much more rural atmosphere. I first experienced, after moving from the suburbs of Columbia, SC, what the locals call “mall withdrawal.” The closest mall was an hour away in Asheville, the next closest mall was two and a half hours away in Atlanta. This situation took about a year to adjust to.
The second greatest adjustment when I moved to a house was that there was no trash pickup outside the small city limit of Sylva, NC. Homeowners had to take a trip at least once a week to the local recycling center to deposit trash. We call it “the dump.” My husband faithfully did this for many years until his shoulder injury prevented this service. It then became my job.
I developed a great deal of respect for My Favorite Yankee when I took over this responsibility. I reserved the chore for Saturday, probably not wise since there was usually a long line of cars. There was also an attendant who looked angry and suspicious as he watched each bag I deposited to be sure the right trash was going in the right recycling bin. I have deposited trash in the rain and the snow, and have had to be careful not to slip on the ice between the containers.
Of course, there was a social aspect to trips to the dump. I met many of my friends and former colleagues there and got to catch up on the news. It was definitely a community gathering place. This meant I had to always wear lipstick and mascara.
I used to imagine the time when I would actually move somewhere where all the trash was taken care of. I assumed that by that time, I might be pretty “out of it.” However, the day came when I fought off the yellow jackets at the dump. I then declared my dump service over and conducted a Facebook inquiry into private companies who pick up trash. I received an immediate reply and contracted with a fine, responsible young man who picks up twice a week for a reasonable price. Why did it take me so long? Will I miss my dump friends? Did I feel self-sufficient and frugal? I admit I experienced a part of the local culture. But this is a no-brainer.