This is how I was raised. What was old becomes new once again. My parents were both born and raised in the Depression and WWII eras. My dad was from Australia, and the Depression hit very hard there. At 14, in 1939, he lied about his age and ran off to join he Australian Army to fight in WWII. They were so poor that it was a way for him to eat and to survive, as well as doing his part to fight the enemies, and my grandmother was very supportive of it because that was one less mouth she had to feed.
So, you want to save the planet? Me too.
Guess what? It does not have to be all or nothing approach.
What? Yes, you heard me. We do not have to follow the foot steps of some loud mouth crazy liberal or a granola.
O, I am not talking a granola bar. Granola is like a naturalist on hormones. One who does not shower, use deodorant, use soap or any chemicals for that matter.
What I am saying everyone in the world needs to switch up little things on waste or carbon foot print.
Paper towels for instance are expensive and waste full. When long long ago when I first married we had $250 to live off for 2 weeks. I made a grocery list and numbers did not work out. I called my life fairy, grandmother, and to tell her. She said, “I lived through the depression. You know…
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