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By Gerald Ochs Rappahannock News Special Writer
As I drove up Route 231 Monday, I saw the same broken white plastic bag on the shoulder near Montpelier — oozing a bit more trash than it did the day before, and the day before that, and more than it did when I first noticed it thirty-two days ago.
It was not the type of plastic trash bag that one would carry in a car to handle traveltrash; it was the kind that you would have at home for your kitchen waste. And it came from a fellow Rappahannock resident.
John Kiser saw the same kind of trash bags as he traveled back and forth from Rappahannock to his “other life” in the city.
He probably saw those bags at the urban end too, but somehow they don’t disfigure the psyche so much in that environment. In Rappahannock, the roadside trash stands in absolute contrast to the purity of the rural environment.
Just do it!
The scatter of burger wrappings, beer bottles and plasticbound collections of offal on the shoulder of the road assault the senses when viewed with a backdrop of Old Ragged Mountain.
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