Plastic bottles blow and tumble in the April winds. Tin cans spill out of the mouth of a 20-foot steel box. Soggy cardboard sprouts from puddles. Scraps of paper, smudged remnants of junk mail and newspapers, litters the gravel lot. The smell, slightly less than that of garbage, festers in the air.
No, it’s not a landfill.
It’s the Glenwood Recycling Center.