When I was growing up, once a year there would be a paper drive. My memories are a little clouded, but I will try to tell as best as I can remember. They weren’t always done by the same groups. Sometimes it was a church, a boy scout troop, or some other organizations. I am not even sure how the public was notified of the coming event. but they were notified, and the trucks would roll through the neighborhoods and people would bring out their stacks of newspapers and magazines and other paper products.
WE volunteer kids would be loaded into the trucks, and our job was to take the offerings and neatly stack them in the truck. We would spend the whole day doing this. Among some of the offerings, were books. If we spied one that we had never read, and wanted to, we would keep it.
At the end of the day, all the trucks would gather and unload the kids, then they would drive off to somewhere to get rid of their loads. To this day I have no idea where they went and who recycled all that paper. The only thing I can remember, is that we did it, and I don’t know what ever became of the paper drives
